King Bunnie, that was a new one. A name was just a name, but hey, a bottle cap was just a bottle cap and people liked to collect those too. Why not take that one too? After all, he'd given it to him, be awful rude to refuse a present.
"Sure, I'll take that then. Got a nice ring to it." The sound of Gunji's voice, the way he slurred the words, how he swayed with his eyes still shut, every inch a clear indication of some serious damage in there. How much of it was already present was anyone's guess, but Chaos was willing to wager he was far from the first guy to gift the blond with head trauma. Still here, still standing, though 'standing' was a bit more of a metaphorical descriptor at present. Oh it'd been ages since he'd felt anyone actually touch him gently too, long enough to feel new again, the novelty had been restored, and for the moment he felt content, completely taken at the sheer bullheaded tenacity that kept the man in front of him fighting unconsciousness.
"In spite of everything, here you still are, huh? How many times have you gotten knocked down? Gotten back up again?" Never been fucked up by an angel before, that left a mighty long list of things that had. "Beautiful. That's beautiful."
Against the wet open wound, he pressed his own forehead, cupping the face he held between his hands as tenderly as a lover would. "You're beautiful. Try and gimme a good ending, show me how long you can stay up with me. Just a little bit longer, you can do that, can't you?"
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"Sure, I'll take that then. Got a nice ring to it." The sound of Gunji's voice, the way he slurred the words, how he swayed with his eyes still shut, every inch a clear indication of some serious damage in there. How much of it was already present was anyone's guess, but Chaos was willing to wager he was far from the first guy to gift the blond with head trauma. Still here, still standing, though 'standing' was a bit more of a metaphorical descriptor at present. Oh it'd been ages since he'd felt anyone actually touch him gently too, long enough to feel new again, the novelty had been restored, and for the moment he felt content, completely taken at the sheer bullheaded tenacity that kept the man in front of him fighting unconsciousness.
"In spite of everything, here you still are, huh? How many times have you gotten knocked down? Gotten back up again?" Never been fucked up by an angel before, that left a mighty long list of things that had. "Beautiful. That's beautiful."
Against the wet open wound, he pressed his own forehead, cupping the face he held between his hands as tenderly as a lover would. "You're beautiful. Try and gimme a good ending, show me how long you can stay up with me. Just a little bit longer, you can do that, can't you?"