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From:

methodofmadness

I have my computer, but it's at the desk and I only have one chair.

Maybe I should build one and put it under my bed...I bet Nokov would like that.

From:

astraymoon

You'll be way too squirmy for me to sit on your lap. Or bed.

[Just. Completely casual about it. No big deal.]

Who's Nokov?

From:

methodofmadness

Wait, you're sitting in my lap? [He thinks about this a moment, looks down at himself and over at Germaryah and then shrugs. Well? Okay. Seems he's figured out that while illogical, isn't impossible.

No more questions, he's already figured it out.]

Oh, he's the monster under my bed! I made it very comfy for him under there. Do you want to see? I bet you could fit...though I should knock first, just in case. [Oh what, Chris? The floor? Probably.]

Edited Date: 2026-04-10 01:07 am (UTC)

From:

astraymoon

I was thinking of it. But might be better on mine, considering the height difference.

[Ger you're the size of a small tree]

Would I be like knocking on the bed or what? How do you have...a monster under the bed? I thought there were filters that keep your cabin safe.

[Which is something, he's pretty sure, makes John and possibly Arthur grit their teeth when they find Ger crashed on a common room couch.]

From:

methodofmadness

You could sit in my lap, I'll be fine. [He clears it, as if asking him to do so in order to prove it.]

Nokov is on my filter, I could put you on there too? In case you needed somewhere to go?

From:

astraymoon

But you'll tell me if I'm too heavy though.

[A statement. Not a question.He was taller, hence heavier.]

You can just...let me know when you want me to be coming over.

Filter is too dangerous.

From:

methodofmadness

It'll be a fun experiment!

[Does that mean he'll say so? Jury's out on that.]

Why is a filter too dangerous? I want my room to be a safe place for my friends.

From:

astraymoon

You'll tell me if my butt is busting you up.

[Chris. Chris please.]

Thats why no filter. If I'm not on filter, I can't transform. So no Chris meal.

From:

methodofmadness

[Christopher pauses, tilting his head.] That isn't how it works, Coop.

I can still see Aether when I'm in other peoples rooms, some of them I'd never even met before.

From:

astraymoon

It-it doesn't?

[He droops. There's no other word for it; he droops, and his lips part. That could have been...such a good work around.]

Even when you're not...on filter? Then what's the filter for...?

From:

methodofmadness

No. I have lots of evidence that proves it.

[Information shouldn't upset you, Cooper, it should lift you up!

He puts his hand on the other boy's knee, patting it.]

I think it prevents people from entering if the door is locked. We could test this? Do you want to try and break my door down with and without the filter?

From:

astraymoon

Oh...

[But he wanted to have safe not body horror places!

He shook his head, and offered a quiet sigh, disappointed.]

No...that's okay. We don't have to try it.

From:

methodofmadness

[Chris presses his lips together, unsure what to do with the other boy looking so sad.]

Does this mean you actually want to be on my filter then?

From:

astraymoon

[He was disappointed in the filter system. Boo.]

Yeah, sure Chris.

From:

methodofmadness

Okay...

[He pulls out his communicator to change it, slowly leaning until his whole body bumps into Coops, leaning against him.

There, there buddy.]

From:

astraymoon

[He sighs because he's just...sad.

But he wraps an arm around him, wishing he did have a no transforming zone that wasn't completely stifling.

Boo.]

From:

methodofmadness

[Christopher smiles despite himself, paying even more attention to his communicator even if he was done with the filter adjustment.

This is just friendly behavior and he isn't thinking about anything at all. Nope.

Except he glances up at Coop out of the corner of his eye, sees that pout. When he thinks maybe he's distracted enough to not notice he slowly sits up a little more, hand still on his knee and using it to push himself up so he can give the tiniest little peck to the other boy's jaw.

And then he's back down again, busy with his communicator.]

From:

astraymoon

[He felt his hand on his thigh, pouting still but...he got a peck.

He looks at him sidelong. And he waits until Chris is looking away, before kissing him on the cheek.]

From:

methodofmadness

[Oh.

He almost fumbles his device even if he wasn't doing anything with it and the smile is ridiculous, he can't get rid of it. It's never going away.

There is silence for a few minutes before he can't help it, glancing up Cooper and actually looking at him instead of trying to be sneaky about it.]

Do- does kissing help you feel better?

[Purely scientific. Not asking because maybe he wants to distract the other boy from his sadness by potentially making out in the common room on the couch. Not. At. All.]

From:

astraymoon

[His smile is adorable. It's always adorable, but especially dorky cute right now.

He didn't smile, but he did relax, even as he kept thinking of how to keep himself from changing shape, even if it made him feel better. The question had him blink, and he glanced over.]

Kissing usually does, yeah. Sometimes...other things too.

[But he wouldn't broach those things with Christopher. He really wasn't ready for that.]

From:

methodofmadness

[Chris frowns.]

My mom's a nurse, I know that. I just wanted to know if it helps you relax.

[He is very aware he isnt ready for the 'something else' either. But that doesn't mean he can't have a kids and a cuddle.]

From:

astraymoon

[He grunts. He gets what he's trying to say.]

Kissing can help. Your mom in a conversation about kissing, ain't relaxing.

[His voice was dry as he pecked the top of his head.]

From:

methodofmadness

Oh... yeah?

[Noted.

He sits up a little more.]

Do you want to relax more right now?

From:

astraymoon

You know know what...yeah.

Yeah, I'd like to relax more. Right now.

From:

methodofmadness

[There is a moments calculation as Christopher stares at Cooper's face, judging angles and distance and all the variables that might make this a risky endeavor. He blinks once, twice, and then his hands are on the other boy's leg and he's kissing him, sitting up and resting his weight on him.]