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[penitently]

"Please leave a message. I would not want to miss your call."

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[penitently]

You are not making me do anything.

[He was going to point out the obvious one more time, putting emphasis where he meant it to go.]

You are drunk, freund. This is not the time to try to be... ah, exploring of new... things.

[broil]

[Ouch.]

So you're just going to leave me alone.

[penitently]

[Kurt frowned.]

I am not leaving you alone. I am merely in another room.

[broil]

I wanted to be with you.

[but he's also drunk.]

[penitently]

[Someone was going to have to spell it out for him.]

You are with me...

[broil]

[he's an annoying brat. i'm so sorry.]

Fine...

[He lets go of Kurt, rolls away petulantly instead.]

[penitently]

[Kurt was confused. A blue, confused puppy. He wasn't entirely sure what to do with Petre, but he was here and safe and that was better than drunk near a small body of water. Making sure the water and pills were on the bedside table, he slowly moved to creep out of his own room, feeling like maybe he'd done something wrong, but not certain what that was.]

[broil]

[He'll be a good boy and fall asleep, even if he's sulking. Hopefully he'll be in a better mood in the morning. He'll try to find Kurt in the living room soon as he's up, at least.]

[penitently]

[Kurt will be sprawled over the couch, blanket fallen to the floor, pillow half off, and legs and arms akimbo, tail looped around the back to keep him from falling off.]

[broil]

[He doesn't ask for permission to touch him. He's sleeping anyway, so who cares, he thinks, brushing his hand down to feel the tip of a pointy ear. He runs his fingers through his hair, too. Not quite an affectionate gesture as much as it's simply curious.]

[penitently]

[Kurt's breathing stutters as he starts to wake, blinking yellow, sleepy eyes up at Petre. The touch to his ear tickles, but he's got a small smile from the hand through his hair.]

Petre?

[broil]

Rise and shine.

[He sounds less like a brat now. Yay.]

Sleep well? Doesn't look like a comfortable couch.

[penitently]

[Silver lining? Hopefully.

He moves to get up, sitting and stretching, yawning and covering his mouth before looking back up at his house guest.]

I have slept in worse. How was your rest? Is your head all right?

[broil]

Of course it is. I told you I don't get headaches.

[See? Not much of a liar after all.]

I did offer to let you sleep on the bed with me.

[penitently]

Yes, you did, but that would not have been right.

[Kurt was Catholic, remember? No taking advantage of drunk little demons.]

[broil]

Right, right.

[whateverrrrrrrrr.]

So, what's for breakfast?

[penitently]

Ah...

[He scratched at his hair, looking over towards the kitchen.]

What would you like?

[broil]

Bacon.

[the answer is immediate.]

[penitently]

I... think I might have some of that.

Would you like eggs as well?

[Getting up, he almost trips over the blanket, righting himself before bending down and picking it up to set on the couch.]

[broil]

Sure. Scrambled?

[pamper me good sir.]

[penitently]

[Eyeroll]

That, I can do. Would you like coffee or tea?

[Manners had kicked in and it was now time for the sleepy mutant to shuffle over to the kitchen to start the day.]

[broil]

Coffee.

[this is good. he likes this. hopefully Kurt is a good cook.]

[penitently]

Coffee it is.

[And so Kurt set about making scrambled eggs, bacon, and coffee, pouring Petre a cup and indicating he could make it as he liked while he finished up with the food.]

So how is it you were out so late by yourself last night?

[broil]

[what a good host. he takes a seat and waits, resting his head on his fist.]

I got bored. Thought I'd go out and pick up chicks.

[penitently]

[The food was made quickly enough and Kurt let the bacon drain on a plate with paper towels as he dished out the eggs to two plates, setting them down on the kitchen table before bringing the bacon and his own coffee over. Cutlery came next, then he was sitting down and gesturing for Petre to dig in.]

I assume that did not go as you'd hoped?