Carnival Outing

[halfhearted]

Who: Kimbutt and Vanitass
Where: The Carnival
When: Backdated to Tuesday
Style: Whatever
Status: Closed.




[One of the best souvenirs someone could get was something potentially black mail worthy. He had wanted to scope out the photo on the screen just to see if the other was afraid on his first roller coaster ride. After seeing the image, he decided to get a couple copies of it. It’ll be worth the look he will receive when Kimblee sees it.

Speaking of his companion, where did he go?

Once the photos were printed out, he decided to look around for Kimblee. Maybe he should have attached a pompom to his head to make him easier to find.]

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[halfhearted]

I would find some way to occupy myself.

[Or would be "helpful" by bothering him as he got ready.

Sora was another possible source.

He'll tilt his head and then kiss Kimblee smack-dab on the lips.]

[fulmination]

I'm sure you wou--Mmph!

<sub>[Well hello.

Don't mind Kimblee while he just sort of stares at Vanitas for a few seconds before he allows himself to more or less melt into it. It was a bit different with Vanitas initiating it, so there couldn't be too much fallout from it, right? He didn't start it this time.

Vanitas did on his own will.

...This was okay.]</sub>

[halfhearted]

[Smiling against his lips before he continued the kiss. Lacing his hand through his hair as he deepened the kiss.

Kimblee started this kind of contact though! He was just curious and it didn't mean anything at all! Geez.

He's fine with taking the blame for it. He was curious and it did feel nice. It was still super foreign, but it was Kimblee.

Breaking the contact to nip at his lower lip]

[fulmination]

<sub>[He hesitates before he opens his mouth a bit in order to return the nip, his hands trailing down to rest on Vanitas' arms.

While Kimblee did warn Vanitas that... whatever this could turn into would be a bad idea, he found that he didn't really give two shits. The other was old enough to make his own decisions, wasn't he? He'd know what he was getting into, right? And he'd be lying if he said he'd mind going down that road.

It might actually be fun.]</sub>

[halfhearted]

[He wasn't thinking consequences or how this could be bad. It was just kissing and ignoring whatever confusing things he might have actually felt. Totally healthy, right?

Giving another quick smooch as he started to scoot back. They still had to go out.

Grabbing Kimblee's hand to chomp on the palm.] Go shower before I decide to keep you here.

[fulmination]

Tease. I'll be back in ten.

<sub>[Major tease, at that. He rubs at the small bite marks on his palm as he untangles himeslf from Vanitas to stand up, and with a ruffle to his hair he heads off into the bathrooms.

...Yeah, he actually forgot about grabbing an extra set of clothes first.]</sub>

[halfhearted]

[He'll just smirk at the tease remark. Whatever he might have expected can wait. They did have the week to make the most of this. After all of that, they can have their talk like he said.

And totally will be amused by the clothes forgetting. Whoops.

Vanitas will wait until he heard the bathroom door closed before putting away his own pictures and shark in the spare room- his room. His room, right?

He wasn't even sure. Domestication didn't really work for him. He will just call it the third room for now.

Snagging clothes before he plopped down in the hall next to the bathroom door.]

[fulmination]

<sub>[Ten minutes later as promised, Kimblee pokes his head out the door with the intent to call for Vanitas, only to find him already there just like before.

...Vanitas you can be such a creep sometimes what even.]</sub>

Ah... Vanitas.

[halfhearted]

[Creep was his part of his name.

Raising a brow as he looked at him.] Changed your mind about conserving water?

[Teasing of course. Standing up as he stretched out leisurely.]

[fulmination]

No, not yet.

_{[A beat.]}

...I forgot to grab a change of clothes. _{[Totally Vani's fault, yep yep.]}

[halfhearted]

[And he might find that very amusing. Going to look him over from what he could get from how wide Kimblee had the door open.] Want my shirt? [He could go fetch him clothes, but this was too good to pass up.]

[fulmination]

Isn't it enough that I have to wear your pants? _{[Gosh, peeper creeper. At least he's wearing a towel.]}

[halfhearted]

You could stay in that towel if you want. [Can he touch because he will totally reach over to give the towel a teasing tug.

And then he'll just snag the shirt from what he brought to offer it over. It'll be bigger so it can cover enough for him to make an escape to his room.]

[fulmination]

_{[Juuust going to scramble for the towel with one hand so it doesn't fall off completely.]} I'd rather not.

_{[And he's fixing the towel before he reaches out to take the shirt and tugs it over his head.]/sub> How long do you think you'll be?}

[halfhearted]

[He'll help tug that shirt down and invade Kimblee's space just long enough to plant another kiss on his mouth once it was clear. Thought he was finished?]

Five minutes? Maybe eight.

[fulmination]

_{[Someone sure seems addicted. He's not complaining though; it's all Vanitas' choice to do this, so there's no real 'guilt' on the alchemist's end.]}

I'll give you nine to be generous. _{[A beat.]} If I'm not out when you're done, chances are I'm in my room.

[halfhearted]

[He can quit whenever he wants.

And he said eight at the most. All he has to do is shake his hair and it'll dry off pretty quickly!

He might just dry off on the other though. Taking the possibility of him being in his room as an invitation to help himself to find him.]

Nine it is. [Already helping himself in to the bathroom to drop off the rest of the clothes he had snag. And then taking off his shirt. Kimblee might need to shut the door, since Vanitas wasn't going to bother.]

[fulmination]

<sub>[He actually catches himself staring for all of three seconds before he pulls the door shut. Vanitas, Vanitas, Vanitas... Kimblee isn't sure what to do with you half of the time.

Instead of waiting, he heads off into his room to finish getting dressed and to dry his hair off with the towel. The week wasn't even half over yet and already this one day alone was full of surprises.

...Surprises Kimblee wasn't sure he enjoyed completely. Don't get him wrong, he did enjoy them in their own ways! What he didn't enjoy was being left standing in the crossroads without any idea as to which direction he should go. ...Instead of taking a day to think about this later, it might turn into two or even three days.

Hopefully Vanitas wouldn't be too upset with him when that time came around.]</sub>

[halfhearted]

[He'll come out just under eight minutes. His hair was still wet and he was without his shirt since a certain someone had it. Just going to pad over to Kimblee's room to find him.

Locating him at the desk, he will just poke him in the side.] How was my time?

[fulmination]

_{[...He didn't just jump a little, okay. He totally didn't. He'll shoot Vanitas a look out of the corner of his eye as he starts tying his hair back.]}

Seven minutes, give or take a few seconds. _{[A beat.]} Do you want your shirt back?

[halfhearted]

[Someone was occupied. Reaching to play with the little hairs at the back of Kimblee's neck. Totally helping with his hair.]

I could get another on if you're fond of it or the view. [A pause as he tilts his head.] Where are your thoughts?

[fulmination]

_{[Oh, that's just not fair. That actually feels nice.]}

Thoughts on what, exactly? _{[He's just not going to comment on the first part okay.]}

[halfhearted]

[He will keep it up then.]

Whatever it is you're thinking about. I wasn't exactly sneaking.

[fulmination]

_{[And he'll tilt his head back into the touch and to look up at Vanitas with a look of genuine curiosity.]}

...What will you do when this curse ends, Vanitas? _{[With 'us', he wants to add.]}

[halfhearted]

[...what did he mean by that?] Stay. [Is that what he wanted? To confirm Vanitas will be there as soon as it's finished?] I'll still be around.

[Looking at him carefully.] Move in.

[Officially. Like get an actual bed.] And make full use that I would fit on you again.