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[throughbamboo]

[a little huff, as if to say "yeah, stating the obvious"]

. . . deep breaths, bro.

[doggonemad]

[ deep breath in. deep breath out. deep breath in. deep breath out.

continues to do this over and over for a few minutes. ]

[throughbamboo]

[after the first few breaths, he murmurs a soft "there you go", but otherwise keeps his mouth shut, watching quietly]

[doggonemad]

[ pushes himself up and stumbles out of bed, heading for the door so he can make a beeline for the bathroom.

he's wearing pants, it's fine. ]

[throughbamboo]

[uuughh. He pushes himself up to sit on the edge of the bed, dragging a hand over his face]

[doggonemad]

[ he takes about five minutes to empty the contents of his stomach.

and then shuffles back into the room, quietly closing the door behind him. ]

[throughbamboo]

[glances up when he returns, frowning in concern as he watches him]

[doggonemad]

[ pauses, like he's debating on what to do.

then just tiredly crawls back into bed. ]

[throughbamboo]

[he shifts to lay back down too, on his side and facing him. His hand briefly lifts like it might reach over before he draws it back]

. . . real bad one, eh.

[doggonemad]

Real fuckin' bad.

[ eyes his hand quietly for a moment, but doesn't move. ]

[throughbamboo]

[considering . . . he doesn't reach over to touch him or ask to, considering what he said in his sleep. But he offers his hand instead]

Should I wake ya up if those happen, or leave ya be?

[doggonemad]

Wake me up. Get me the fuck outta there.

[ grabs his hand, grip tight. ]

[throughbamboo]

[grips it back just as tightly]

'Kay. Anythin' I shouldn't do?

[doggonemad]

. . . fuck, I dunno. M'unpredictable as shit. Make sure I don't got anythin' sharp on me.

[throughbamboo]

Ya keep more'n yer tanto on ya?

[doggonemad]

Not usually.

[throughbamboo]

[he nods a bit]

All right. I'll make sure ya don't hurt no one.

[doggonemad]

Especially you.

[throughbamboo]

Ya won't hurt me.

[he gives his hand a squeeze]

[doggonemad]

Good. Sure as shit better not.

[throughbamboo]

'M not worried. I know ya won't.

[doggonemad]

[ okay but I'M worried.

whatever. tugs his hand closer so he can curl up around his arm a bit. ]

[throughbamboo]

[letting him, even shifting to make it easier]

. . . you good if I put my arm around ya?

[doggonemad]

. . . yeah, s'fine.

[throughbamboo]

[then he's doing that, slipping his arm around him]