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[When his glove was let go, Rude took a second to pull at the wrist to fix the fit. He flexed his fingers and lowered his hand in time to find arms reaching for him.

Except Rude had noticed something different about his partner. It had been hard to tell him him laying on the bar and with the colour of his hair, but once the ears moved...

He shifted around, turning on his stool and reached out with one arm to hook it around Reno and pulled him closer. His free hand reached to curiously touch the strange ears on the top of his head. With his gloves on it was hard to tell if they were real or soft. They looked soft.]

What are these?

[He slung an arm around Rude's shoulder to support his own weight, leaning into him.

Instead of getting picked up, though, he found Rude checking out his hair.

His laugh was silent in response, as was the answer he gave, but it didn't seem like he realized anything different was there by the way he brushed it off. Maybe more than a little too drunk.

But, he was happy to plunk his head against Rude's chest.]

[Later. He decided he'd ask more later once Reno was sober and able to talk.

And not draped all over him.

Rude shifted and leaned down just enough to scoop up his partners legs. He could have just slung him over his shoulder he supposed. But with the way Reno was near cuddled into him, how could be possibly do that? At least holding him this way he could keep Renos head on his shoulder.

With a nod to the bartender, Rude turned and walked out of the bar.]

I'll find someone to fix you.

[He was used to being carried back in various ways. Spoiled on it, even. But Rude usually lugged him around like a sack of potatoes, not like this.

Fine by him. With a deep breath he settled against Rude, arms wrapped around him, relieved that he was here and ready to leave himself in Rude's hands. Literally. They had a long train ride ahead of them, but already he was dreaming of a hot bath and their spot on the couch or floor, where he could pass out and rest this off.

He rested his head on Rude's shoulder, looking like he was ready to go to sleep right then and there.]

[Reno was wasted. He could have easily thrown him over his shoulder, but holding him like this was, in Rude opinion, better. And less likely to agitate his partners stomach. Last thing Rude wanted was vomit all down his back.

He was silent as he walked. Pace steady, fast but not rushed. He wanted to get to the station in time for the next train, he didn't want to be waiting around too long. Getting Reno home was Priority One. And with how the other was laying against him, he knew that was what he needed too.]

... We'll get that spell off you once we get back.

[He said something, but nothing came out. It seemed that he talked too much to get into the habit of not talking, and being drunk probably didn't help him remember.

But he followed it with a thumbs up. He 100% trusted his partner. And, for the time being, he'd just go right to bed on Rude. The trip back would be a lot shorter for him than the trip out.]

[There was a huff that could have been a laugh if it had really wanted, but Rude wasn't in the mood to laugh. Not really.

He'd been angry at first. The whole thing had been blown out of proportion. Reno had been chased off and left to suffer for days. And as for himself? That bastard Sephiroth had left him a statue outside of a porn shop for hours. It had taken Rufus and Zack hunting him down and bringing him back to the apartment before he was able to be freed from the spell.

Was he salty over that? You better believe he was. But what could he do against the likes of Sephiroth?

So he kept quiet and just let Reno sleep. He kept his thoughts to himself, as he usually did, and carried his partner to the station. From there he boarded the train and found somewhere for them to sit. There he sat Reno down beside him and let him flop to lean against his shoulder and continue to sleep off the alcohol until they arrived at their destination.]

[It was a much smoother ride back than out. At least for Reno. He slept peacefully the whole train ride, arm wrapped around Rude's shoulder and slumped up against him. After a few days he was exhausted, and without any particular reason to stay on high alert he just let himself lose consciousness.

It wasn't the first time Rude had carried him back from a bar in a similar state, but it was probably the longest. It was quite the train ride, but at least nothing bad happened on it. Unless Rude was concerned about potentially getting some drool on him. Reno was out cold.

It was only when they got home that he stirred again. After hours of sleep he was... sleepy. And his head was killing him.]

[Rude didn't care about a little drool. Though if it was a lot he would make Reno clean it once he was more with it.

For now he was just fine with keeping an arm around his partner and ensuring his safe return home.

Once they had arrived at their stop he carried him through the streets and back to their shared apartment. And once inside he went directly to the bedroom to lay Reno down. They might have handed the beds over to Rufus when he showed up, but since he was somewhere else right then, he was using the beds for Reno.

He left his partners side just long enough to fetch water and pain relief for later, knowing just how Reno got after binge drinking. And was surprised to see him waking.]

You with me, partner?

[During his sleep he'd been unsilenced, and when he woke up the first sound he let out was a long, pained and dramatic groan. His head was killing him and he'd rather go back to sleep, but his body wasn't going to let him do that.

It was especially those times when Reno was extra grateful to have such a gracious partner. A few days was a bit much, even for him.

He didn't even want to get up, but he couldn't drink lying down, so he forced himself, head feeling like it might roll right off his neck.]

How long've I been asleep...?

[He mumbled, taking whatever pills Rude handed to him and downing them with the glass of water.]

A while. I had Aerith remove the spell.

[Rude spoke while handing the things over, meds and drink, hovering a little as he wasn't sure just how much strength Reno would have after his few day bender and near day-long sleep. He took the glass back when it was finished with and set it aside.]

How're you feeling?

Like shit.

[He slung an arm over the couch and used it to pull himself up to his feet. He really overdid it.]

Got some juice?

[The words came out unclearly as he stumbled over to the bathroom to splash his face. He felt hot and sweaty and like he needed a good dunk in a bath. At least he was able to get to the bathroom without falling over, and he started splashing, but when he blearily looking into the mirror he thought he was seeing things.]

I must be pretty drunk still.

[Because his hair seemed off.]

[There was the barest of hesitations before Rude followed Reno into the bathroom and walked right passed him to get to the tub. There he bent to fiddle with the taps and start the water running.

This wasn't a case of mindreading or knowing his partners wants even before he did.

It was a case of having held Reno all the way home and being reminded as he had walked passed him of just how ripe he really was.]

Bath and juice. I'll get some once you're in the tub. Now strip.

[He shot a glance over his shoulder at his partner, noted the look and the way he was staring into the mirror and almost laughed.]

Aerith said she couldn't help with those. Isn't a spell caused by materia. [Rude pointed to the top of his head and then at Reno.] Ears. Fluffy ones.

[He couldn't deny it. He was not in the sexiest of conditions.

As the water poured behind him he pinched the tip of one of the ears and pulled on it, as if maybe it would come off. But it didn't, and he felt it.]

Ow.

[It was more annoyed than anything. After all, he hadn't asked for a change to his body, no matter how adorable. Then he swept them back to match them better with the rest of his hair.]

This is just weird.

[And something he'd have to deal with when not hungover. For now, he started rather ungracefully pulling off clothes and letting them drop to the ground and went and fumbled himself into the bath.]

I think they're cute.

[Rude had to smile. He wanted to reach out and stop Reno from tugging at the poor things but knew his partner would try and do it no matter how many times he tried to stop him.

Once he was in the bath, Rude turned off the water and reached for a cloth to toss into the water.]

Clean yourself up. I'll be right back.

[And then be stood and left to fetch the juice he'd been asked for.]

Turks are scary! We're not cute!

[He shouted after him but he was just sitting there stewing in the tub. Honestly, when his head wasn't pounding he'd deal with it better. When he was irritated he tended to complain about everything.

But at least he started washing off. Even he could tell he was rank, and he liked to look and, less notably, smell good. So he got to scrubbing and washing and sudsing up his hair.

Mostly only Rude ever got to see him with his hair down like that. With the long part of it loose and the spikes dissolved. He went ahead and ducked his head backwards to get the majority of the shampoo out, sweeping it back with his hands as he sat back up.

He did feel a bit better. Like he could actually get up and make it over to a bed if he wanted.]

Thanks. [He answered when Rude brought back the drink, and he immediately chugged it down. A bit of hydration. That was what he needed.]

I'd invite you in, but I don't think you wanna sit in this water.

[Turks were scary, but at least one of them was cute as well. Nothing said you couldn't be both. Even cats had claws.

Rude didn't bother to shout back though, he just kept his thoughts to himself and took his time getting that juice to give Reno time enough to wash the stink off of himself.

When he returned with drink in hand, he decided to just go ahead and sit his ass down by the bath with his back to it.]

I've had my shower. No need for another.

[And definitely no need to get into a bath full of whatever the hell had been washed off of Reno. It was going to take some cleaning to get the bath white again, he was sure. Rude blamed himself, of course. He should have gone and picked Reno up sooner. Leaving him out there on his own had been stupid.]

Tell me what you need?

[One. Long. Sigh.

The water was pretty gross by that point, so he pulled the cap off the drain. As it lowered and more of his skin was exposed to the air it was refreshingly cool. Just a bit, enough to perk him up without leaving him cold.

He wasn't too bad anymore, although he could still use a scrub. He considered having it filled again, but he didn't want to wait for that. Instead, he dangled his arms over the side of the tub and laid his head between them, gazing up at Rude.]

Scrub me off?

[He wouldn't mind a nice backrub... A little bit of spoiling. He followed it up with a cocky, tipsy grin.]

[Rude remained where he was, just waiting for Reno to settle himself down before making his request. A request that earned a low chuckle.]

Is that all?

[He turned around to kneel beside the tub and reached past Reno to grab for the wash cloth and soap. The tap was turned on so he could wet the cloth and soap it up before he moved to rub along that long expanse of back. Rude didn't mind doing this at all. If asked, he probably would have attempted to tend to Reno's every single need, if it had been wanted. But held himself back and waited for permission to do so.]

By the sound of it I should ask for more...

[Was spoiling Reno a mistake?

Only if one didn't want to be expected to spoil him all the time.

But when Rude ran that cloth over his back it was like his soothed aches Reno didn't even realize he had. A pleased sigh escaped his lips and he melted over the side of the tub, limply letting Rude tend to him.]

Make sure you get everything. [He murmured, not bothering to lift his head.]

C'mere...

[Since he was supposed to get everything, Rude went ahead and just slipped an arm under Reno. Being draped over the side of the tub couldn't have been the most comfortable, so he decided to let him do that over his arm instead. Rude was strong enough to keep Reno held up as he used his other hand to rub over his partners back, his shoulders and sides, everywhere he could comfortably reach.

He'd add a little more soap, a little more water and go back again, gentle but firm in his touch.

And he was quiet. Seemingly chewing over something. Something Reno had said that was giving him pause. Because his answer could easily backfire. And even if he did word it in as diplomatic a way as he could, he was sure Reno would find the loophole.]

You never ask for anything.

[Rude finally said as he shot a glance at the the slumped form of his partner.

It was true. Mostly. Reno asked for frivolous things. Or horny things. Though most often than not those were demands or just things that happened on the fly. But actually asking for something? That was a rare event.

They'd worked together long enough now that both could somewhat guess what the other wanted without words. And that helped. Though...]

I wouldn't mind if you did.

What do you mean I never ask for anything? Don't I ask for stuff all the time?

[It was hard to comprehend what Rude was talking about with his head muggy. He was just slumping his weight over Rude's arm, apparently content to make him do all the work, and enjoying his back being scrubbed. The feel of water running down it and air hitting it was pure bliss. The type of refreshing feeling he needed at that moment.

Meanwhile Rude's arm was warm. Yet, strong and firm enough to hold up Reno's dead weight. It impressed upon him even further just how much he could rely on Rude.

Although he was processing a bit slow at the moment, he did let out a soft chuckle.]

Careful what you ask for.

[Reno was 100% one to take advantage.

Of course, Rude knew that. Maybe he was the type who liked that.]

[Rude didn't reply. He knew what he meant. Reno asked for plenty, he supposed. But he also supposed it didn't really matter one way or another. It was fine like this. Rude was content like this, just doing as much for Reno as he could.

So he kept him steady and continued on doing what he was doing, going as far as to bring the cloth up to Reno's neck and shoulders, wiping down what parts he could reach without jostling his partner too much.]

... Do you need me to do your front now?

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[A prolonged, pain sigh. He was so comfortable draped over Rude's arm. But he guessed he could move so that Rude could scrub his front.

So he sat back in the tub and used Rude as a seat. He'd just have to reach around and scrub the front. It was all open~.]

I can't believe the stuff you let me do sometimes.

[He let Reno get away with so much.]

[Rude helped him and once again kept an arm around him to secure him in place, as well as to give Reno a more cushioned place to rest against. Once settled, Rude went back to wiping his partner down, starting with his chest

He didn't plan on doing anything more than cleaning Reno up and getting him back into bed where he could finish resting. But for now, for what it was, Rude could enjoy himself.]

What am I letting you do, Reno? This is the least I can do for you... [After having let him fester in a bar on his own for days.]

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