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[blossomstorm]

Who: Kenren and Tenpou
What: What is coping?
When: Backdated to April 6th, late night / April 7th, early morning
Where: Athena's temple
Warnings: Talk about death, alcohol (will update as necessary)



[ At some point after this, Tenpou excuses himself and takes Kenren with him (because there's no better way to say it), thinking of dropping him at his own temple and heading back to his place. But when they are outside, it turns out Kenren doesn't want to teleport because he drank too much, and his temple is difficult to access because he drank too much, and he can't really explain how to get there anyway because he drank too much. And so they start on their slow way to Athena's temple, and neither of them questions the validity of this choice.

The particulars of this setting will be edited when that log is finished, but that's more or less it! Even with Tenpou's help, it's hard for them to walk in a straight line, but they try, in their own way, and they get to Athena's temple eventually.

Even once they arrive, Tenpou doesn't let go of Kenren's arm over his shoulders until he reaches the main bedroom, because Kenren might use the sculptures and statues for balance, and why risk it. Anyway, the main bedroom is spacious and impersonal, but at least it has a sofa and bookcase full of old books. The bed is unmade. There are a couple of books lying on it. Those are the only indications that Tenpou was there at all earlier. Otherwise, it's Too Tidy. ]

We're here.

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[scatterproudly]

[ Kenren leans in close, probably too to be anything but awkward at this point. ]

Or would I?

[blossomstorm]

[ It is awkward and ridiculous, and he chuckles at that, but then his smile softens and his gaze is a little warmer as he meets his eyes. ]

Would you?

[scatterproudly]

[ His volume is lower, now that they're this close. ]

I would...

[ And since Kenren is already here, this is an excellent chance for him to lean in and brush his lips against Tenpou's. It's a slow kiss. ]

[blossomstorm]

[ Tenpou runs his fingers through Kenren's hair, messing it absently and caressing his scalp as he kisses him back slowly and pulls him close. He's keeping this silent and intimate for now... Somehow, it's that sort of mood. ]

[scatterproudly]

[ Hmms softly into the kiss, barely audible. He could stay here for a very long while. It's less about the kiss itself and more about what it means, right now. ]

[blossomstorm]

[ Yes. He smiles a little into the kiss when he hears that, accompanying that with a bit of pressure with his fingertips, but nothing more. If both of them are tripping on this, this is really going to take a while... ]

[scatterproudly]

[ It's fine to take a while, they both need it after everything that has and hasn't happened in the last few days (plus five hundred years).

Eventually Kenren pulls back to smile at him, warm and lazy and content. ]

[blossomstorm]

[ Tenpou smiles back a little, caressing his cheek and tracing his lower lip with his thumb softly before letting go. ]

[scatterproudly]

[ He flops back on the bed, as if all the strength in his body was suddenly gone after that kiss. ]

How long before th'sun rises...?

[blossomstorm]

[ Holding up his hand, he looks at his fingers with a bit of wonder.  ]

I don't know. Why?

[scatterproudly]

No matter what you think, it's easier to sleep while it's still dark outside.

[blossomstorm]

Then sleep.

[scatterproudly]

Not til you fall asleep first.

[blossomstorm]

Mm. I might just be able to do that.

[scatterproudly]

Good. I'll—[ yaaaaawn ]—supervise that y'do.

[blossomstorm]

Yes, yes.

[ He stretches, yawning as well and closing his eyes. If Kenren wants to get under the bed sheets, he's welcome to try... Tenpou is not moving. ]

[scatterproudly]

[ No, that sounds like way too much effort.

Still, he is going to do his best to effectively supervise that Tenpou falls asleep, at least, until he gets too comfortable and ends up passing out himself. ]