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" you must be tired. you should, go the fuck to sleep. "
“WOULD YOU GET OUT OF HERE? WHO EVEN LET YOU INSIDE? I’ll make you sleep in the alley dude, just test me.”
He’s a big boy and can make his own decisions. Plus he already had a nap when he was supposed to be at a practice.
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I HATE THIS FUCKING CAT -- @pathguided
Akira pushed all of the half-made infiltration tools and papers away from a spot on the table. Now that the area was clear, he could use it to drop his head down and press it against the cold surface.
“It’s nearly midnight,” he told Morgana tersely, sound muffled. He only just barely resisted the urge to add in ‘you dumb cat’. “Nowhere is open, and we can’t go out anyway. If you want food, we can look downstairs.”
@pathguided // mona
✧･ﾟ: * » it's a cat! not a stray cat seeing that it still has its collar, but it's a cat nonetheless! minato made those kissy noises that humans usually make at animals, it was a weird thing but they do it anyways whenever they see animals.
❝ here, kitty, kitty, kiiitty ~ ❞ he cooed. aaaahh, and this cat was a pretty one. beautiful black fur that probably really soft to touch, sparkling blue eyes as well as its little paws coated in white fur. ah, he's so pretty! minato just wants to rush in and hug the cat!
“I’m tired.”
callused fingers wove their way into the coarse black fur of the feline, tendering scratching behind the back of morgana’s ear as akira’s attention lingered on the screen of his small t.v., watching some documentary of greek and roman philosophers. his gaze shifted from the television to his companion soon after the words left the cats lips, brows frowning as he noticed how tired those silted eyes seemed.
“ then sleep, ”
his voice was soft as he moved to gently brush under the feline’s jaw, “ i won’t stay up too much longer. ” he added as an after thought, realizing the other might be waiting for akira himself to go to sleep. truth be told; akira was just eager to see how the program ended. he shifted his position slightly, allowing morgana to fall more comfortably between his crossed legs, body curled comfortably as akira’s fingers continued to brush through his fur.
“ get some rest, morgana. ”
// @pathguided
❛ he-hey ! this is totally not my fault! if you weren’t sticking your damn nose in, we would never have been caught in the first place ! ❜
starter call ! / @pathguided 💀
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" you must be tired. you should go to bed. "
❛ you might be right. ❜
caressing his frizzy hair, he feels as if the magician provided a good point. there always was something exhausting about being in the metaverse for a long time, he could almost imagine how the others felt. though ? what seemed to be troubling him the most was the sudden change in morgana’s behavior, it wasn’t exactly the same cat he was used to. there was just something about it that he couldn’t settle with, seeing a fellow team member with plea in their eyes.
❛ before that, how about we get some sushi ? you did great today, you deserve it. ❜
" you must be tired. you should go to bed. "
❛ uhh . .❜ the blonde thug deadpanned, his lips curling into a sour frown -- voice indignant. ❛ I ain’t our guy, mona.❜ he kicked his feet out – exaggerating his strange bow-legged posture – and abruptly felt the burden of his exhaustion weigh across his shoulders. he was tired – bone-tired in fact, but he would be damned if he let that smug cat know about it.
