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[mind_blown]

"This is Jason. Leave a message.

Or don't. I don't care."

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[gigadevilbreaker]

Must be something you got into the habit of back home.

But I can kinda see why.

[Griffin stows his work in progress, and starts putting away his pens.]

Well, you're probably not going back to sleep anytime soon.

[mind_blown]

That mean we should pick up where we left off?

[hey who needs to talk about this sad stuff anymore, he get left cold by griffin crashing?]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[He laughs, incredulous,]

You were practically in a coma for 12 hours, and you're still rarin' to go?

[mind_blown]

Honestly?

[maybe he shouldn't be honest, it ruins some of the mystique.]

Nah. I'm starving.

[gigadevilbreaker]

[If anything this charms Griffin more. He smiles, and jerks his head towards the bathing alcove in the corner.]

I saved you some pasta. Sit tight, feel free t'take a bath or something.

[Since, like... the sweat and blood and soreness.]

[mind_blown]

[honestly? A good call on the bath. Especially with how stiff he feels after sleeping that long— and the fighting before then. So, he glances at Griffin, offers a half grin,]

Thanks.

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Griffin's gaze lingers for a second more, before he ducks out to reheat some dinner.]

[mind_blown]

[he catches that, but he doesn't comment on it. instead, he's just going to knock out the bath-- try not to think too hard about how out of sorts he feels in general.

sleeping that long is... not pleasant.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Griffin comes back with a plate of pasta and another coffee, with sugar and cream. He closes the door behind him with his foot.]

It's the avante special, noodles in sauce.

[mind_blown]

Oh, you mean something simple that's hard to fuck-up? That sounds great to me.

[he's... definitely still buck naked, taking advantage of that bath. but now he kind of wishes he'd waited.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Nevermind the fact that Griffin's already seen him naked. That's totally beside the point. He's still gonna blush and look away, FOR JAY'S MODESTY.]

I've definitely fucked it up before...

[There's a tray next to the bath with toiletries on it, which Griffin clears off to put the plate and coffee on. Eating in the bath is kinda weird, but Jay did say he was starving, so. idk do whatever.]

[mind_blown]

[he...... probably would have eaten it.

but also, he thinks eating in the bath is kind of weird??]

Give me five minutes.

[look he just needs to dunk himself. he does not want to risk food in soapy water.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Then he'll just get some clean towels and put them within reach]

You've got that long 'til I eat your spaghetti myself.

[mind_blown]

If you do, I'll knock you out.

[he'll do it.

but also he will dunk, and true to his word, he's basically done in five minutes? like hell he wants to eat cold spaghetti.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Griffin's sitting on the edge of the bed while Jay gets done drying off, etc.]

Won't bring your food back, though.

...Well. It won't be edible, anyway.

[mind_blown]

No, but it'll make me feel better.

[but he pulls on at least his pants, to save the poor prude his dignity. but also he is really hungry, and he will tear into those noodles.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Well, now that Jay has some pants on...

maybe he'll catch Griffin staring a little - JUST A LITTLE - at the leanness of his muscles, the motted colour of bruises and old scars littering his body.]

[mind_blown]

[there isn't a chance in the world he won't notice. he's too observant, even when he's starving and trying to focus on eating. sure, he'll hold off to comment for a moment, letting the bruises speak for themselves.

they already said more than the scars that he couldn't remember did-- the only thing that could said to speak to anything were the faded burn scars. but they were so faded... surely they didn't mean anything at this point.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[...Scars were just something he was instinctively drawn to. It spoke of a life filled with battle, and the strength to survive them. Innately appealing to anyone with a drop of demonic blood in them.

Griffin waits until Jay's pretty much done eating before remarking,]

You good now?

[mind_blown]

Yeah.

You still staring?

[he's going to grab the coffee, now.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Sputters,]

What?! I wasn't-- [fuck,] I mean, I'll stop...

[mind_blown]

I don't care.

[he cares. he's smug about it, as he sips his coffee.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Ugh, smug.

Griffin rolls his eyes and looks away regardless. But still sneaks, like, not-the-most-subtle glances when he speaks.]

Whatever. You just got a lot goin' on, is all.

[mind_blown]

[hmmm.]

You mean the scars?

[gigadevilbreaker]

[and also the muscles but yes, scars. Griffin hums noncommittally. It's not like he needed an explanation, it just invited his imagination to wander, is all.]

Sure.