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Prompt: Turnt down in the snow.
[A day has passed since their last catastrophic set back and while Gyro's words had cut some of the pain there were still a lot of wounds to nurse. In fact, Johnny hadn't said anything after they finished the wine. It had been a painfully long day and retreating to rest and quiet was, at the least, not unexpected.
But it was well into the afternoon and Johnny still hadn't spoken up again. Miles in the cold with dull pain throbbing through gun shot wounds and silence. They should have talked. They had to plan their next course of action (further out then surviving the day) but he just didn't have the energy. They had found and lost two corpse parts in the course of one day. How was he supposed to think about the next ones yet?
However, no matter how foul a mood there was no way he would ignore the needs of Slow Dancer. He had been waiting on Gyro to force them to stop and set up camp but it looks like he couldn't be completely checked out forever. And the afternoon wasn't getting any longer. It took some throat clearing before he was sure his call would carry through the wind and the snow but there it is.]
Gyro. Camp?
[Ugh. His voice was still raspy from all thecrying shouting yesterday. His face was perfectly emotionless though. As always.]
[A day has passed since their last catastrophic set back and while Gyro's words had cut some of the pain there were still a lot of wounds to nurse. In fact, Johnny hadn't said anything after they finished the wine. It had been a painfully long day and retreating to rest and quiet was, at the least, not unexpected.
But it was well into the afternoon and Johnny still hadn't spoken up again. Miles in the cold with dull pain throbbing through gun shot wounds and silence. They should have talked. They had to plan their next course of action (further out then surviving the day) but he just didn't have the energy. They had found and lost two corpse parts in the course of one day. How was he supposed to think about the next ones yet?
However, no matter how foul a mood there was no way he would ignore the needs of Slow Dancer. He had been waiting on Gyro to force them to stop and set up camp but it looks like he couldn't be completely checked out forever. And the afternoon wasn't getting any longer. It took some throat clearing before he was sure his call would carry through the wind and the snow but there it is.]
Gyro. Camp?
[Ugh. His voice was still raspy from all the
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Johnny tries to elbow him in the gut for the shaking stunt, and in the process loosens the blanket as well. He wasn't trying to hold onto it forever but, wow, how anti-climatic.]
Well, gee. Your manners are impeccable.
[He aims another elbow, this time masking it as if he is just trying to shove some of the blankets onto Gyro.]
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There's a chuckle at his own great manners, and this time when Johnny moves again, Gyro is prepared. He presses forward, actually letting go of the blanket to pin Johnny's wild arm with his own and get him to stop that.
It's really just a hug though, and he looks down with his forehead resting against Johnny's shoulder. He sort of dodged Johnny's teary apology earlier just to get him away from crying and back to normal, and now his big compassionate heart feels the need to address that.]
We're okay, y'know. [He said a lot of ultimately depressing things before - "not down and out yet" isn't uplifting, when you actually think about it. So instead of lingering on yesterday or getting ahead of themselves about tomorrow, here and now: they're okay. Both in the sense that they're alive and that Gyro won't harbor any deep resentment about the tree thing.
Just shut up and give him his moment. He's going to bring out the big guns, and then mumble them at Johnny's shirt,] And you're stuck with me.
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Anything important like this should have been said during the designated Talk time at the table, dammit.
No matter how vaguely uncomfortable facing emotions make Johnny feel he is also stupidly happy. The moment he just accepts the words is obvious, all trace of unease gone from his body. It helps that Gyro is talking to his back and the only thing in front of him was the slowly darkening room. It was peaceful.
So. Johnny slinks his hand up towards the arm embracing him. Very casually, very suave, he intertwines his fingers with Gyros. Renewing hand holding at a time like this was a normal thing to do, obviously.]
Same to you. I'm not going anywhere.
[Stupid Gyro. What a huge sugary teddy bear.]
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Gyro picks his head up then, shifting that much closer still to plunk his chin on Johnny's shoulder instead. Hey, what's good.]
Give me a day and I'll come up with a great gag about tying you to your horse.
[Like differently than usual. Is this bad pillow talk?]
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Johnny doesn't let go of his hand, of course not, but the fluttery feeling in his heart sure dissipates as Gyro returns to his normal self. Even though he likes this idiotic side of him just as much. The real question is if he takes the bait or not... Well, it's not like he can be too angry with the reassuring weight of Gyro behind him. He keeps his eye on a whorl in the wooden wall and replies.]
Really? How about Friday then?
[He is calling out this shitty joke(?) right here. Hit him with your best shot.]
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[That pretty much ensures that the gag is going to be even worse than usual, but who cares, not Gyro. Friday still counts as getting ahead of themselves about the future, even for a shitty gag, though -- so that's as much as he's going to say on it. Prepare yourself, Johnny!!
Until then... more spoons. He's all drained of tender feelings that desperately need to be shared.] You tired yet?
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Of course he is tired what kind of question is that? He grumbles. And begins shifting and nudging Gyro's head away all so he can turn himself around to face the other. He has to give up hand holding to keep that arm around him but now he is face to face with Gyro. That free hand lands casually on his chest. Hi.]
Yeah?
[Both as an answer and a question towards any more soul sharing he want to embark on.]
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As for soul sharing, he doesn't have anything left to bust out at the last minute, thankfully. It's his goal to get to sleep without Johnny sobbing again, starting now.
There's a brief silence where he just looks at Johnny, then shuts his eyes pointedly so no one has to see his dumb affectionate stare. The slight grin betrays him anyway, but shut up... go to sleep.]
Well quit squirming and go to sleep.
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Well, he's already said good night earlier. It's a good thing Gyro already has his eyes closed because Johnny sneaks up to plant a chaste peck. Enjoy the good night kiss because Johnny sure did if his smirk is anything to go by. It's an all around more open night, so who cares? He hadn't been hiding his neediness earlier.
And it was hard to resist when Gyro was so close.]
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Instead he gets a kiss, and cracks one eye open to look at Johnny again. And of course he sees that smirk; so that's how it is... Out and out actually kissing is much closer to crossing the line into "in too deep" territory, but after all the shit they've been through for this whole race, Gyro doesn't really care.
And he's not going to be outdone by this little wiseass!! Before Johnny can get settled Gyro bows his head to land a kiss of his own - decidedly not as chaste, because Gyro "even in daddy's hospital" Zeppeli has a problem with chastity in general. However, it's just as brief, and he pulls away a moment later to shut his eyes again.
So
take that.]
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Johnny really just wanted to sneak one kiss in and go to sleep. Scouts honor. It was still too soon for anything crazier than that he had decided. And yet it was, again, the most obvious thing that Gyro would take it that step further. Johnny could be the one to take the high road and just curl up to sleep after a very long day. He could be responsible. But Gyro isn't the only one who had a wild and free youth.
There isn't even time to settle before Johnny balls up the front of Gyro's shirt to pull him into a deeper kiss, any thought to brevity lost. It was still somewhat strange, kissing someone who was so much larger and not at all dainty or perfectly made up. A completely unique experience called Gyro. But it was exciting in another way. He could tug and manhandle as much as he wanted, give into his every desire to monopolize. Not like there was another live soul in miles that would interrupt them right now.
Sure, it was desperate. It was needy. But that can be excused when it came to these sorts of things. At least Gyro would probably ignore it.]
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It would be less dramatic to say Gyro just wants to win, always, even if taking first place in this case means being the better kisser. But honestly, Johnny is here and so close to him and so warm in this cabin getting colder and darker by the minute, and Gyro's done a lot of thinking this past day-ish about what he would do if Johnny really gave up (he still doesn't know), so-- forget the jokes. Johnny can be as desperate and needy as he wants; Gyro isn't going anywhere.
He does still laugh when Johnny pulls him back, but it's a good laugh, and cut short by their mouths connecting again anyway. Rather than lean into the kiss he pulls Johnny into it, the hand around his back tightening on his waist while he knocks Johnny's hat off with the other to get at his hair.
(this is a no stupid pajama hat zone)]
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His hat getting knocked off is especially not funny. He breaks the kiss with a gasp, his beanie already escaping into the night and off the bed. Unfortunately, Gyro already saved his hat by taking it off ages ago. The only option left is to split his attention between grabbing Gyro's shirt and tangling a hand into greasy princess hair. It's a good thing Johnny is apparently attracted to hobo chic.]
Asshole. [Name calling because??? Don't laugh at him with that insufferable, attractive face. Johnny would kiss his entire face but there is no way to make kissing strangely shaved sideburns sexy. So he returns to that stupid mouth, clacking teeth in his rush to return.]
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Somehow he manages to be obnoxious without laughing anyway, grinning just as Johnny kisses him again. The hand in Johnny's hair doesn't tangle but ruffles his hair - very sensual. Thankfully he stops that and simply cups the back of Johnny's head as he tries to take this needy kiss down a few notches to something that won't make his head spin.
There, see? Not an asshole. It turns out he actually likes kissing Johnny even if Johnny is a sensitive little jerk, so he'll control his natural state of being... an asshole... Mostly. He can't resist breaking the kiss, coming back with a neat little peck on the corner of his mouth, and concluding with,] Nice hat hair.
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With the last kiss he is defeated, a flustered blushing teen and not a famous playboy. B-baka. To hide the fact he hides his face against Gyro's neck. Enjoy a face full of that hat hair that you like so much. Just for long enough to let him regain his composure.]
Like your's is any better.
[Emphasized with a small tug.]
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Don't pull his hair, rude. Gyro pulls his hand out of hat hair city to flick Johnny's ear lightly for that one.]
I'll have you know, it's luscious. [Is it though, or is it dirty and knotted? Who can say.
Now that Johnny really is curled up against him, meanwhile, Gyro can get down to business and cuddle the shit out of him. There's no escape from his huge self and aggressively hugging arms, and if Johnny feels weird about someone caring about him this much he's probably going to have to get used to it.]
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That's a bold claim from a dude who thought American cowboys wore leather bondage gear. Johnny props himself up a tad with his elbow, not enough to break hugs okay, and peeks over Gyro's neck at the mass of hair across the bed. Give him like five more minutes and he is just going to completely climb on top of Gyro with how much he's reaching over him.
He pinches a lock of hair and slowly lifts it up with the rest of its knotted friends. Luscious...]
You mean rat's nest, right?
[Just hear that smirk in his tone.]