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Laen's Shack
Laen reached up to pat Ryu's hair one last time, before turning tail and heading up to the second floor.
Laen waited until Ryu was almost all the way up the stairs before bounding up and past him, down the hall to his room, where he stood proudly at the doorway, waiting for Ryu to catch up. The door was wooden, with the words 'Laens Layr' crudely scratched into it.
His room was messy, just like the rest of his run down house, a few well used comic books scattered around, some odds and ends of clothing, some halfway repaired, others being torn down for bandages and firestarters. There was a mattress in the corner, piled with ratty blankets in the shape of a nest of sorts, in which Laen dove and curled up, watching him with his face hidden from the eyes down, tail lashing playfully.
Psiioniic wrote: "His room was messy, just like the rest of his run down house, a few well used comic books scattered around, some odds and ends of clothing, some halfway repaired, others being torn down for bandage..."
He blinked, watching him, "Nice place." he said simply, not knowing what else to say. Maybe he should bring it back to life, but he didn't know if Laen would like that. And he hated seeing Laen sad.
"No. I like it really. With how things are now.. I mean.. It's nice. I'm not lying." he replied quickly. He probably thinks I'm pathetic.... He knows I like him... He just doesn't want to acknowledge it.. he thought.
He smirked slightly. He knew Ryu had a crush on him, and he also on Ryu. Laen couldn't help but purr. "Why don you join me over here?"
Ryu glanced around, folding his arms. Damn, it suddenly got sort of hot... And he was the one wearing only a tunic. He swallowed, sitting on the bed next to him, "H-Hm?" he murmured quietly.
Laen purred again, crawling into his lap, gently head butting Ryu's chin before snuggling against his ches, tail flicking. He knew what he was doing, just waiting for the right moment.
"Cuddling. Why?" He gazed up at him and smiled, ears flicking back and forth. "I like it when you blush."
His eyes averted to him attentively. He furrowed his eyebrows faintly, "I'm not blushing" he mumbled, looking away.
He squeaked, his eyes going wide, tail flicking nervously at first. However, he was soon leaning up to try and kiss him back.
He purred, letting his tail twine around the other's arm, and slowly consented, parting his lips to grant the other entrance.
He tilted his head to get a better angle, grunting, but not knowing whether he should advance or not.
He lifted his arms up to try and attempt to help him, purring softly and pulling away to get it fully off of his head, lacing his arms around the other's neck.




Run down and boarded up snugly, it looks abandoned. The only way in is through the old fashioned cellar door on the outside, cleverly hidden.