[Closed] Alone, awake and thinking of...the weekend we were in love.

[pactfulfilled]

[It's been a festive night to say the least. The loud congratulations still ring in his mind, the hearty laughter and the cheers as drinks were passed around, the bits and pieces of "manly advice", the well-wishes and the somewhat perverted jokes. A bachelor party, his bachelor party... all winding down to the big event - the wedding - not two afternoons away now.]

[The quiet halls of the Lhant manor seem almost suffocating by comparison as he half-coaxes, half-drags his little brother into his old bed. How he'd gotten this wasted, Asbel can only guess - Hubert's never made his distaste for drunken merriment a secret, after all.]

[Thankfully, he's not alone, though. He's really not sure if he'd want to be tonight, Hubert non-withstanding. Asbel tries his best to smooth the sheets out a little, his mismatched gaze finally rising to meet that of his best friend.]

I don't know how it happened, but I'm pretty confident he's out...

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[pactfulfilled]

[There are way less dramatic ways to put it! And somehow wording it like that, with his hand against his chest, has Asbel feeling some kind of way startling like a deer caught on the highroad in front of a rampaging Turtlez. Sometimes... sometimes Richard's so charming even Asbel barely knows what to do with himself.]

--what? No way! I--I wouldn't do that now!

[Richard, why do you keep teasing him like this? Asbel rubs nervously at the back of his neck.]

Not unless you wanted to tell me, anyway. No... no "wresting" involved.

[Just don't ask him what he's imagining - it's way too embarrassing. He's blaming the party for putting such weird ideas in his head. And maybe a lack of sleep, too.]

[windork]

[ Of course, Richard keeps teasing Asbel because he has such cute priceless reactions...!

It's too easy to laugh- maybe if he were any less tired, he would have withheld it in favor of keeping Asbel on the line for a moment longer. As the night draws on, though, he can feel the lack of sleep catching up to him- dulling those cunning instincts. ]

There's no need for any propriety on your part. After all, before any other titles we may bear, we're friends. [ That's... not the issue, Richard!

All joking aside, he hums. Ignoring the fact that his wish is simply a reiteration of his current promise with Asbel, it's not, at least, something he's unwilling to share. ]

Still, I suppose I could tell you when my wish comes true. At that point, I imagine speaking it aloud would be safe.

[ He wonders what Asbel wished for... ]