thenearshore | Sleepover!

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Sleepover!

Who: Forrest, all of his teenage CR, and CR of that CR
What: Giant sleepover log
When: The night of June 21
Where: Lakshmi's temple
Warnings: Cuteness overload

[Forrest has never had a sleepover before, so he's pretty excited to host one at his temple. He sends out invitations ahead of time to everyone he can think of, letting them know to bring pajamas, snacks, and even a friend or two if they want. He's clad in a frilly pink nightgown with ribbons and bows for the occasion, and he's temporarily converted Lakshmi's audience chamber into a space where the guests can all party and sleep. It was already mostly full of pillows to begin with, so all he had to do was move some more in and set up some tables for snacks and things. One of the tables conspicuously contains all of his beauty supplies, because like hell is Forrest hosting a slumber party without makeovers. Anyone who shows even the slightest bit of interest will get their makeup, hair, or nails done. Soft music and the scent of lotus blossoms drift through the air, creating the perfect atmosphere for everyone to relax and enjoy themselves.]

((OOC: If you've got a teenager that Forrest has talked to more than once, assume he invited them. Friends of friends are totally welcome as well. Everyone can feel free to put up their own toplevels, and everybody tag everybody and mingle to your heart's content!))

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You know, I really don't know how that happened?

[Her face is a little strained because she's teasing. She knows exactly how that happened, but she just doesn't want to admit it.]

Somehow, you give enough people little tutorials on what a phone is and how it works and suddenly you're friends with them!

[That wasn't the only way it happened, but a common one.]

And sometimes your god and his partner have some pretty cool friends who you do hair for at the crack of dawn. You know, the usual ways you meet people.

[Forrest smirks just a little at the look she's giving him. He knows she's more self-aware than that.]

Well, thank goodness for that. I'll have to thank Sora and Roxas for giving us the opportunity to meet.

[Time to rub those toes. Firmly, this time, to avoid the tickling.]

Getting to know you really has been wonderful, Kairi. I hope you'll keep visiting even when there isn't a hair emergency or a slumber party happening.

[She does sigh with appreciation when he goes for her toes.]

I think you've done this before, Forrest...

[Kairi does feel a little tickled by it, but that can't be help. She's not used to having her feet touched after all, although she does have more calluses than many of the girls here probably. Lots of time spent running around barefoot or in sandals.]

It's been fun for me too. Getting to know you, I mean. You're definitely not like any of the other boys I know.

[Which is supposed to be a compliment by her tone of voice. Everyone living their own selves to the fullest and all that.]

I'm sure Roxas won't mind - you're Sora's god-brother, right?

Well... once or twice, maybe. A friend of mine at home taught me about pressure points.

[He's really just happy he can do something nice for her, so he doesn't mind the calluses at all. Each toe is paid an equal amount of attention as he rolls them between his fingers, giving little presses to pop the joints and let off some pressure as he goes.]

Yes, I get that a lot.

[Not like the other boys. Far from offended at the comment, Forrest actually laughs a bit. He knows what she's getting at, and he's always taken pride in being exactly who he is. He's even a little touched that she pointed it out like that. Unconditional acceptance is such a rare thing, and she's given it to him so easily. It's just one of a growing list of things he likes about her.]

Mm, yes, that's right. Baldr's father is Odin, and the current Odin is my actual father from home, so that's what he's taken to calling us. It's nice to be able to think of him as family, as strange as the connection may be.

And you remembered enough to put it to use. I'm touched.

[She does visibly start to relax as the feeling becomes more natural.]

You may get it a lot but I have to wonder if you know how much I appreciate it. All of the other boys I tried to invite - who happen to be my friends too - they were dragging their feet the second I said the word makeup. You know me, I don't even like makeup for daywear. It's okay for me to play around with the boys, but they won't play around with me most of the time. [She smiles broadly at that.] Just three of you will - you, Sora, and Lance. [An insight she can't understand fully.]

Wow, when he said that was your father, I didn't think he really meant it! I mean, he mentioned Aymeric as his son after all! That must be nice, having your father around.

I'd be happy to do this for you anytime you like, then. I'm sure your feet must get tired from all the training and answering prayers.

[He's almost finished, but keeps going for as long as Kairi keeps talking - half because he enjoys doing something nice for her, but half to hide the ever deepening blush from all of these compliments.]

Well, the other boys don't know what they're missing out on.

[With that, though, he decides that's a lost cause and looks up at her, smile beaming brightly as he affectionately squeezes at her toes to signal the end of the massage.]

Yes, it's been a blessing having him here. We didn't get to spend much time together before, sadly, so it's been nice getting to know him better too.

What, and yours don't? [She scoffs a bit at the very idea.] Okay I guess it'd be more your hands than feet maybe if you're making clothes and stuff.

[She's about ready to steal his hat if he won't look at her...]

Ah, well...

[She doesn't have a good comeback for that at all. She blushes a little, and then a little more when he finally looks up at her again. He looks so happy and she really does like it when her friends are happy - especially after he put so much effort into today. She's willing to keep up the topic change in lieu of a compliment olympics that apparently Forrest just won.]

Mm, have you tried giving him a massage like this? I bet you'd become his favorite right away.

You should have seen them when I first got started sewing. I pricked myself with needles so many times.

[He laughs a little. Happy memories from his childhood.]

Hm... I wonder if father would like that sort of thing. I suppose it couldn't hurt to ask!

[And now that he's done with Kairi's massage, he gets out his supplies, starting with tucking some cotton between her toes.]

I hope this doesn't tickle too much.

Oh I bet - I wouldn't be much better right now.

[If she ever was any good at sewing to begin with, she certainly can't remember it now.]

There you go! That's the spirit.

[She smiles at his more delicate efforts.]

No you're fine now! I'm used to wearing sandals all the time - it's just the bottom, like by the heel and arch.

The heel and the arch. All right.

[There's an obvious teasing quality to his voice, as if he's filing that information away for later. She did say she didn't mind a little tickling! But right now, he's focused on his work, and breezes right past that with a fond smile.]

Okay, we'll put on the base coat first. Your toes are going to look so cute when we're done!

[Forrest giggles lightly as he gets started, dipping the brush into the polish and slowly dragging it down her big toe.]

Hey! [MOCK OFFENSE IS GO!] You'd better tell me where you're ticklish too! Or... at least let me do your toes next so I can find out!

[Tit for tat is going to kill them both at this point.]

I guess they're not cute already, huh?

[Yep, stealing his hat now. She reaches down to snatch it and just hopes it's not pinned on or something.

Grateful it's not, she slips it onto her own head with a smug expression.]

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Of course they're cute. I just spent all that time massaging them, didn't I?

[Forrest is becoming more comfortable with this playful teasing they've got going back and forth, so just before she steals his hat, he dips his face down like he's about to press a tender kiss to the tops of the toes he hasn't stuck cotton between yet...

...before looking up at her with a quick wink, bringing two fingers up to his lips, and setting them gently on top of her toes instead. He's eager to see if he can get her a little flustered in the process, but then his hat is stolen.]

...Oh! It looks lovely on you. Pink is certainly your color.

[Kairi's still got one hand on the hat but between an indirect kiss to her toes and the wink and the compliment, she's just not even sure what to make of Forrest anymore, so she ends up pulling the hat down in front of her face to hide her blush.

Yep, just gonna sit here in silence. How dare he render her speechless, this doesn't happen often at all. She has about three half-formed comebacks on the tip of her tongue and can't get any of them out right now because, as much as she's glad for the physical barrier to looking down at him now, she also realizes that holding his hat like this means she can smell his hair products and remembers that morning doing his hair and that's absolutely not helping her cause.

So she gently tugs it back onto her head and looks down at him again flummoxed, wondering if this was his plan all along or if he really did want to paint her toenails.]

[Forrest is quiet himself after his little tease. Had he gone too far? He'd only meant to get a rise out of her, not embarrass her so thoroughly that she felt the need to retreat from him. Although the more he thinks about it, the more he can feel his own heart beating faster as he worries about what she might be thinking.

By the time she gets the nerve up to look at him again, he's already started on the first coat of actual toenail polish, hoping that focusing on the work will help to calm his nerves a little. He does briefly catch her eye, blushing and smiling almost apologetically.]

[She's not mad, not really, in the face of him looking at least as embarrassed she is. She's not 100% sure what just happened, but she's pretty sure that kissing his lips and then her toes was intentional. Maybe he does that with his other friends who are girls...? She doesn't know him all that well after all. ... And she's thought the same thing about Lance earlier tonight. The connected thoughts make a little weight settle in her stomach.

Slowly, Kairi takes the hat off of her head and tries to gently place it back on Forrest's head.]

Sorry for taking it, Forrest.

[She's apologetic in her tone too.

And she waits a bit more, hands in her lap to make sure she's not doing something to physically make him stop in the middle of the painting if he doesn't want to.]

It's all right. I don't mind if you wear it.

[He wants to make sure she knows he wasn't offended by any of that either, even though he's pretty sure he's the one who took things over the line. But he's also pretty relieved that she's talking to him again, even if it was just for an apology.]

...They're coming along nicely, don't you think?

[Total silence is a little too awkward, so he's trying to get them back on track. Pulling her attention back to her toes might not be the best idea, but it's really all he's got right now.]

I wonder if I could figure out how to mix the polish to make a swirly pattern like your pajamas...

[Okay, he might be babbling slightly.]

[She didn't like the idea of total silence either, she was just struggling with what to say. At least he allowed for shifting the topic. That helps her smile in relief.]

Yes, I do think you're doing a good job. [Babbles and all.] I think I've done swirls like what you're describing before... but it's hard to say of course.

[Yay shinki and memoryloss. She tugs on her shirt a bit to look down at it.]

If you can match this I really will be impressed, Forrest.

[Especially coming from the girl who's terrible at makeup.]

[Forrest lets out a sigh of relief as Kairi opens back up to him, smiling tentatively as he finishes painting the last toe on her left foot.]

Well, if you don't mind having mismatched toes, I can try it on your other foot. I can always take it off and just paint them red like the others if it doesn't turn out.

[Because all of a sudden, he wants to impress her. Fancy that.]

[Well she could have just up and left the conversation, but that's not her style, especially not after such a wonderful party. It would truly be horrible of her as a friend to let her night end on a downer note - and Forrest's too.]

I'm not going to be embarrassed by mismatched toes. You can experiment with the paint however much you like.

[She can trust him with nail polish, surely.]

And if you have any left over from the swirling, at least I'll get to paint yours the same way.

All right, then, I think I'll try it!

[And just like that, they're back on track. Forrest is feeling much more confident now that Kairi has reassured him. And she's probably right - if the indirect kiss to her toes didn't embarrass her enough to send her running, this surely won't.]

Well, everything starts with a good base coat. I'll have to think about how to accomplish the swirl...

[But the gears are clearly turning already as he drags the brush along her toenails. This really is something he enjoys doing for her.]

[She immediately wants to lean over and look at his efforts, but thinks better of it. This shirt wouldn't be conducive to keeping them both from looking as red as Sousuke's tomatoes he was snacking on earlier.

Instead, she keeps her back straight but leans over just enough to get her arm in range of his head again. That way, she can pull one of his long curls away from his canvas that is her toes. Sure, it's an affectionate gesture, but she'd done his hair for crying out loud.]

You don't have to rush it, though. I'm not going anywhere.

Kairi... thank you.

[Forrest blushes as she reaches out to touch his hair, smiling brightly up at her and letting out a happy sigh. He's so relieved to hear her say out loud that she won't be running away from this. His hand comes up to tuck the curl behind his ear, fingertips brushing gently against hers as he pulls it back. Whether that was a mistake or not, he seems completely at ease now.]

All right. I'll take my time and do a good job for you.

[After the base coat is on, he gets down to work. He starts with a pale blue color for the base, slowly painting her big toe. And then, after a brief glance to her pajamas to look at the pattern, he takes a toothpick, dipping it into the yellow and dragging a small swirl through the blue in an attempt to match it.]

I think it's working. Stay very still... I'll need to work quickly to swirl the other colors in before they start to dry.

[Forrest is in the zone now, his gaze fixed firmly on her toes as he leans down to pay extra attention to his work. After a few moments, though, he looks up at her.]

...Can you make sure my hair doesn't get in the way? Just hold it out of my eyes, if you don't mind.

[There's that blush again, too. He's not saying as much, but the look on his face definitely suggests that he wouldn't mind Kairi's fingers gently running through his hair one bit.]

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[Kairi shakes her head with amused exasperation.]

Are you even capable of doing a poor job at something artistic like this? I don't think you are.

[But it's a back-handed compliment in truth. She watches him for a moment until he looks back up and she does start a little only because of the potent smile on his face. It's contagious and she smiles back before he even speaks.]

Hm? [She might have gotten a little distracted.] ... Oh! Oh, of course.

[Kairi gets both hands on his temples and gently slides her fingers down the sides of his head until she can tug gently on his hair, pulling it off to one side and holding it there with both hands. Afterwards, she gives a slight shrug of her shoulders.]

Least I can do for unpinning it all just now, right?

It's my first time trying a new technique, after all. But I'm glad I get to try it with you.

[There's a little pause from him as well as their eyes meet. Just a little moment. And his smile turns the slightest bit shy as she gathers up his hair, chewing the edge of his lip and trying to fight the urge to shiver. Her fingers in his hair is a very relaxing feeling.]

Well, it's like you said before... sometimes it's nice to let my hair down.

[And speaking of which, there's an unnoticed stray wisp that sneaks its way around Kairi's fingers as Forrest leans back in to inspect his work. Brushing lightly against her little toe.]

[Kairi certainly notices Forrest's reaction, but she saw similar smiles before - she thinks - at letting literally anyone else touch his hair. That's the reason she's trying to be tender with it in the first place. He has so many pins in there, she'd hate to get one of them pressing against his skin and hurt him. That and she knows he's trying to keep it all in place in front of guests.]

Really?

[She can believe that he doesn't know everything about aesthetics, just a lot more than her, but that he's enjoying 'something new' with her stands out to her as the kinds of things that friends bond over. Most people don't like looking foolish in front of someone else. ... She already did, trying to do Forrest's hair, so maybe that opened up an opportunity for him to feel comfortable around her too. The thought made her happy, and she wasn't going to really giggle aloud about it, but then his hair touched her toes and it happened anyway.]

So I see.

[She manages to gather what she has into just one hand, then uses her free one to pull on the flyaway. She does have to lean over then, though, to draw the shorter hair around the back of his neck and tuck it into the bunch on the other side. She tries to do it quickly, but justifies it to herself that he's looking down at her toes so... it should be fine, right?]

I hope to see that happen more often.

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