[ Allen usually sleeps in without much disturbance from the other two in the morning. Kanda, who wakes up early to meditate, and Link, to cook or study or both, both have their routines, while Allen’s is “hope I don’t wake up with eyebags” and work out. He has a “routine” in the sense he does the same shit in the morning, but it’s never on the same time. The boy is plagued with nightmares, he’s lucky to be sleeping at all.
One morning, though, Allen gets up with his two friends. He greets them with a sleepy greeting as Kanda leaves to meditate downstairs, and Link is changing his top. It’s not unusual — Allen and him have shared a room for quite a while now. It’s funny, though. Today of all days, he sees… is that… in Link’s chest…?
Allen stands from his bed immediately, stepping towards Link before he’s able to finish putting on his shirt. ]
[ Allen is using Timcanpy to replay his conversation with Kanda, basically over and over until he can get a grasp of everything he did wrong and make a mental note of it. He's buried in his bed with the blankets all kicked off and hanging over the edge.
He closes Tim's mouth the moment Link enters, though, and lulls his head to the side to look at him. ]
Link. What do you think about this place? Our situation and such? I feel as though... you don't talk much about your opinions.
[ Allen didn’t think about putting two seats in Link’s study, considering Allen and Kanda likely wouldn’t be bothered with this specifically, but Allen is a little sad he didn’t now, since he doesn’t have anywhere to sit. Still, he goes up to where Link is currently researching and leans himself against the desk in lieu of sitting.
Allen has a book in his own hands, and he’s vaguely leaning over Link to see what he’s doing currently. ]
Do you have a minute?
Edited (I forgot to change his icon like a dingus ) Date: 2026-03-17 04:29 pm (UTC)
Allen doesn't interrupt his word stumbles, grinning at him. There is a light dusting of pink to his cheeks, and Link will very likely feel his heartbeat thumping just a little faster than usually as he leans into him. Allen does eventually relent though. Even if Allen does just intend to kiss Link, he should be comfortable.
Also because there's a very real chance that Link's knees give out if he isn't sitting.
So, Allen guides him over to the bed, taking a seat first with an overdramatic flop and then pats the spot next to him. ]
You don't have to be nervous, Li. I'm still new to all this too. Even if we mess up a little, that's all part of learning, innit?
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Date: 2026-03-11 04:30 am (UTC)One morning, though, Allen gets up with his two friends. He greets them with a sleepy greeting as Kanda leaves to meditate downstairs, and Link is changing his top. It’s not unusual — Allen and him have shared a room for quite a while now. It’s funny, though. Today of all days, he sees… is that… in Link’s chest…?
Allen stands from his bed immediately, stepping towards Link before he’s able to finish putting on his shirt. ]
Wait.
Link…?
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Date: 2026-03-14 07:54 pm (UTC)He closes Tim's mouth the moment Link enters, though, and lulls his head to the side to look at him. ]
Link. What do you think about this place? Our situation and such? I feel as though... you don't talk much about your opinions.
I'd like to know them.
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Date: 2026-03-17 04:27 pm (UTC)Allen has a book in his own hands, and he’s vaguely leaning over Link to see what he’s doing currently. ]
Do you have a minute?
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Date: 2026-04-01 03:18 am (UTC)Allen doesn't interrupt his word stumbles, grinning at him. There is a light dusting of pink to his cheeks, and Link will very likely feel his heartbeat thumping just a little faster than usually as he leans into him. Allen does eventually relent though. Even if Allen does just intend to kiss Link, he should be comfortable.
Also because there's a very real chance that Link's knees give out if he isn't sitting.
So, Allen guides him over to the bed, taking a seat first with an overdramatic flop and then pats the spot next to him. ]
You don't have to be nervous, Li. I'm still new to all this too. Even if we mess up a little, that's all part of learning, innit?
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