Waking Up (Closed RP for L and Matt)

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Matt, unlike most Wammy's alumni, sleeps like a normal person. But that doesn't mean that he's displeased with a twelve-hour monster sleep curled up in L's bed.

A few hours ago he woke up long enough to cast a quick cleaning charm on them both, but he slipped back under pretty quickly. Now, though, he's only half dozing; he's aware of being warm and safe and close to L. He nuzzles closer, trying to put off waking.

((NSFW content ahead.))

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[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

L wakes up like he's been hit with a bucket of cold water, sits up, stares around, for a few seconds of utter lucidity.

Nothing's on fire, and Matt's the one moving in the bed with him. Safe, therefore, he's allowed to close his eyes and lie back down, letting the grogginess take hold.

Ugh, mornings.

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Well, so much for staying asleep. He should at least vaguely expect this by now.

"Hey," Matt murmurs, pulling L back into something like the position they'd finally settled on. He'd say morning, but he doesn't have a clue what time it actually is.

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"Mmwhat?"

He yawns, and lies down with him, burrowing against Matt's shoulder with a long sigh.

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Matt makes a vague sound and kisses L's forehead by way of replying.

"We're awake," he comments, after a few long moments. He's playing idly with L's hair.

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"No," he protests, sliding an arm around Matt's waist as he rolls onto his front. Hiding his face in a pillow. It's too bright by far.

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He laughs, cuddling into L again. "We are. Look, you're speaking and everything."

Not that Matt's about to drag him out of bed or anything.

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"Mm." He supposes. "Where's Koopa?" Aren't they in Matt's room? (They're not, mornings are just confusing.)

He usually would be jumping on them by now.

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"... fuck." Now it's time for Matt's moment to sit up, rubbing at his eyes. "I should go check on him, I didn't even..."

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"'m coming too." He has no idea what's going on or where they're going, but he tries to sit up.

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"You stay here," Matt murmurs, kissing L's cheek and pushing him back down. "I'll only be a second..."

He scans the room. There must be a towel or something he can put on; he's only across the hall, there's no point in actually getting dressed.

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"Take the sheet." He rolls back over, without putting up too much of a fight. He really is useless the first five minutes of the day.

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"Thanks." He wouldn't, if he didn't know how often L used to sleep on the floor. With some reluctance he slides off the bed and wraps the sheet about his waist, before slipping out of the room.

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This gives L a moment to yawn mightily, and try to get his thoughts in order. He's in his room, he's been asleep long enough that Matt was worried about the puppy.

His head hurts, it's too bright, he gives up and pulls another pillow over his head.

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Koopa's a little frantic about having no Matt for a whole night, something that's expressed in much yelping and jumping and licking. Luckily he's had enough water and food, and hasn't managed to destroy anything of any importance.

But Matt feels guilty now.

Which is why he ends up knocking on Mello and Near's door, one hand clutching at the bedsheet. He'd ask A, but... well, he's in a bedsheet.

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I poke my head out the door...and can't hold back a snigger. "Yes?" I drawl out, waiting for this one.

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"... can you dogsit?"

Koopa looks hopefully up at him. Matt's much more awake than L is, but still pretty bleary.

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I can't hold it back. I bust out laughing. It takes a minute or two to get it back under control. "Yeah. I'll go see if Wishbone wants company." I laugh some more as I take Koopa, who's rather happy to see me. I step in the hall though, not wanting to give him any ideas involving legos.

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"Thanks, man, I owe you." Matt doesn't mind the laughing too much: he is, after all, practically naked in the middle of the hall.

Which - combined with the grogginess of the newly-awakened - is why he doesn't bother stopping for small talk. "The house-elves are about if you need anything," he says, and slips back into L's room.

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"Water."

Wait, he wants to upgrade that.

"Coffee and cinnamon buns." Yes. This is probably mostly low blood sugar, from being unable to eat while unconscious. He turns his head sideways, pulls the pillow off it, and smiles at Matt. "Good morning."

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"Huh?"

Matt comes to sit back on the bed. The basket of cakes from the night before is set on the floor, and he brings it along with him.

"Might be buns in this," he says, leaning to kiss him again. "Morning."

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"Let's have breakfast. I heard you say house elves were about. I also heard Mello laughing, are you going to be teased for the next year?" He yawns again, this time into his hand.

"Cinnamon buns and coffee will be hot. What time is it?"

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"Mmm. Yeah." He lies back down and unwinds the sheet from his waist, pulling it over both of them instead. "I'll get back up for a house elf in a minute..."

This might be slightly untrue.

"I'll be teased for the rest of my life, but it's cool. That would've happened anyway. It's..." Matt glances around and realises he doesn't have a clue. "Morning?"

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"I'll cast a memory charm on him for you later. Remind me." For now he sits up and gropes for the basket.

"After eating. Otherwise I might do it wrong and make him believe he's a five year old."

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Matt laughs, staying curled up and with an arm around L's waist. He's not hungry. He probably doesn't eat often enough, in fact.

"You don't need to do that, I'm used to it."

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"I'm joking anyways." He picks up a plate of strawberry torte, and offers Matt a slice of berry from it, delicately, between his fingers.