#I've also seen half of AHS Hotel too

[katerinadeannika]

Watched Grotesquerie and then had to return and rewatch AHS Murder House and Asylum. Then I’ll be finishing up the other 7 AHS season I haven’t watched yet. I’m enjoying myself. I love vicious women lmao

And Lily Rabe, Jessica Lang, Sarah Paulson, Frances Conroy, Neicy Nash-Betts, and Michaela Diamond steal my heart constantly

I need to make some appreciation posts for them for sure!

[banannabethchase]

Not So Bad Decisions - Also on AO3

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Nick needs someone to stop him from getting a little too impulsive, from checking on Hangman in a way far from platonic. Matt is...not that person.

Paring: HangNick

Rating: E

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For @wrestleprompts week 8: "I need advice" *time passes* "Never mind I've already done the stupid thing." Thanks to Nick for being so dramatic in BTE and to @sarahcakes613 for the pairing inspiration!

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[1:53pm]

Matt I need you to talk me out of a stupid idea.

[1:56pm]

Matt pick up your damned phone. The treadmill is not that interesting.

[2:01pm]

Matt I need advice.

Nick waits another ten minutes, halfassing his crunches, then gives up.

“It’s gotta be a sign,” Nick decides, glancing around the room. Matt’s walking weird on the treadmill, phone nowhere to be seen. The adrenaline of the decision starts to push through him. “Matt’s always on his phone. If he’s not answering, the universe is telling me to do it.”

He sticks with that attitude as he makes his way out of the gym, down to the lobby, texting Tony to find out which room is Adam’s. He leans against the wall.

“Why are you being all weird?”

Nick jumps half a foot. “Jesus, can you just say hi like a normal person?”

Matt shrugs, walking next to Nick. “No. What are you doing?”

Nick rolls his eyes. “Something that you were supposed to dissuade me from doing.”

Matt opens his mouth, closes it. “This is probably a bad time,” he says, “but what does dissuade mean?”

“Being your brother is a hate crime,” Nick mutters. “You were supposed to convince me not to do this.”

“Not to do what?” Matt asks. “And why are we whispering?”

“Because I’m doing something stupid, now shut up,” Nick says. “Why are you here, anyway?”

“You left the gym really fast,” Matt says, shrugging. “I figured something was going on.”

“Well, leave,” Nick says. “I’m – I’m in the middle of something, okay?”

“In the middle of what?”

Nick groans. “Okay, I’m trying to surprise Hangman, because he’s back after nearly losing an eye.”

“Oh!” Matt says. He’s all sunny about it. “Cool. Can I join in?”

Nick sighs. “I mean. No?”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s illegal in, I think, every state in the union.”

Matt rolls his eyes. “What are you even talking about?”

“I’m trying to fuck Adam, Matthew,” Nick says, staring Matt down.

His eyes go wide. “Oh.”

“Yeah,” Nick says. “So, it would be, like, great, if you would leave me alone. You were supposed to talk me out of this a while ago. But it’s too late. I’ve already decided to do the stupid thing.”

Matt wiggles a little. “Which is fucking Adam?”

“Yeah.” Nick eyes him. “Why are you all fidgety?”

Matt won’t meet his eyes. “I might have done something stupid, too.”

“Ah.” Nick nods. “Got it. Who’d you sleep with this time?”

“How do you know I slept with someone? I could have robbed a bank!”

Nick barks out a laugh. “No, you couldn’t have. Who was it?”

Matt won’t meet his eyes. “I might have run into Danny again.”

“Of course you did,” Nick says, sighing. “Well. I’m – I’m going to go make my own bad sexual decisions. So you can leave.”

Matt nods. “Yeah, I deserved that. Have fun?”

“Planning on it.” Nick can’t hold his smile back. He makes his way down the hallway and knocks on the door to Adam’s hotel room. He’s not sure what the door will open to, which version of Adam he’ll get. The chaos of the past few years speeds through is mind as he watches the handle of the door twist. He holds his breath.

“I didn’t order any – Nick.” Adam is standing there, eye covered by a dark patch. His hair is in a messy little bun, and he’s got on a soft, old Shania Twain tour tee shirt Nick remembers borrowing to sleep in dozens of times, soft navy sweatpants.

Adam looks like home, and Nick wants to step through the door.

“Hi,” Nick says. He shoves his hands in his pockets, determined not to let Adam see him shake. “I, um. I wanted to come see you.”

Adam nods and steps back. “Come on in, Nick.”

Nick can’t resist reaching out and bumping the back of Adam’s hand with his, desperate to feel him. It’s like an electric shock, the way his body responds to the touch. “So. Um. How’s the eye?”

“It’s been better, but they’re confident it will recover,” Adam says. He’s a bit fidgety, like he can’t decide if he wants to sit or not. “Wasn’t fun, though.”

“I love you.”

Adam whirls around. “Um. What?”

“They said nobody loves you,” Nick says, because the words are already out and he can’t put them back. “They lied. We all love you, Hanger. Me, and Kenny, and Matt. Brandon, Nak. Everybody loves you.”

Adam’s smile, somehow, is almost sad. “Thanks, man,” he says. His voice is gentle, soft. “I – that’s sweet of you.”

Nick’s not sure if he’s saying it right, if he’s getting his point across. “It’s really not,” Nick laughs. He takes a step toward Adam, who sits down on the bed. Nick feels strange, the way he now towers over Adam. “For me it’s different.”

“It is?” Adam asks. His eyes are earnest, almost glittering. His smile turns a little more knowing than Nick expects. “Like before different?”

“Like before different,” Nick confirms. He holds his hands, out, convinced he’ll die if Adam doesn’t respond. But he does.

“You love me for real?” Adam asks. He sounds so doubtful, like he doesn’t believe it. Nick doesn’t know how Adam could ever think someone wouldn’t love him.

“I do.”

Adam pulls at their hands so Nick stumbles into him, and then their lips meet, and Nick’s entire self melts into it. He climbs into Adam’s lap, straddling his thighs, burning in the best way at every place their bodies meet.

“Take off your shirt,” Adam murmurs against Nick’s lips.

Nick nods, yanking it over his head. “You, too.” He grabs at the hem and pulls it off. When their chests press together, Nick’s pretty sure he burns with it. “Oh, god.”

“Missed you,” Adam says, lips sliding down Nick’s neck. He sucks a bruise into Nick’s skin, hot and firm and devastating. His hands slide into the back of Nick’s shorts, grabbing handfuls of his ass.

“Please,” Nick gasps. “Adam, god, I missed you so much.”

Nick knows they don’t have the patience for anything complex, anything that demands time or delicate touches. He wants Adam’s hands on him now, and anything getting in the way of that is unacceptable.

“Get down on the bed,” Nick demands, pushing Adam back. Adam falls and Nick goes with him. He can feel Adam’s cock through the thin layers of clothing and can’t resist the urge to grind down on him. The two of them let out embarrassing, wanton sounds at the friction.

“Take – take your pants off,” Adam says, yanking down the shorts as best he can. Nick hates it, but he has to swing his legs off so the two of them can get naked and finally touch each other. They collide into each other once their clothes are strewn about the room, touching and pressing and feeling, finally feeling, for the first time in years.

“I missed you,” Adam says, sliding his hand into Nick’s ponytail, puling the hair tie out. “I missed you so much.” He licks his hand and slides down between them, gripping both cocks in one big hand and pulling a stroke.

“Oh, my god,” Nick exhales, head spinning. “Don’t – don’t stop.”

“Not planning on it,” Adam says. His green eyes bore into Nick’s like he’s trying to memorize his face.

Nick reaches out and yanks Adam in for a kiss, and it’s over so fucking fast, too fast, almost, the two of them coming within seconds of each other. Adam’s name lingers on this tongue, and Nick feels whole for the first time in years.

“So,” Adam says, half panting, “um. That happened.”

“It did,” Nick laughs. And then that worry, the reason he hesitated to come here, settles back over him again. “Do – do you think we could.” He pauses. “Can we.” He pauses again, squeezing his eyes shut.

“Nick,” Adam says, and his voice is so gentle and sweet Nick wants to die a little bit, just for that to be the sound that dies with him, “are you asking me if we can get back together?”

Nick opens his eyes. “I think I am.”

“I think so,” Adam says. He reaches out and brushes some of Nick’s hair off of his shoulder, his smile sweet. “I want to.”

All of that worry, the anxiety, the fear from earlier disappears. “So I get to call you, like, my boyfriend again?” Nick teases. “Are we going steady? Want my letterman jacket?”

“Oh, shut up,” Adam laughs. He pulls his hand away and wrinkles his nose. “Alright, well, I need to go clean this up, but when I come back let’s get dinner, okay?”

Nick nods, sitting up. “Oh. Ew. It’s all over me too.”

They stumble into the bathroom and somehow end up in the shower. They wash each other’s hair, like they always used to, and Nick forgot just how much Adam felt like home.

They wrap themselves in towels and make their way back into the bedroom, where Nick’s hit with a sudden chill. “I’m cold,” Nick mumbles. “How is Pittsburgh this cold in April?” He reaches out to the nightstand, where one of their shirts got caught on the lamp. “Oh, good.”

“What are you – you can’t steal my Shania shirt again!” Adam whines, but he’s smiling, and Nick wants this moment every morning, every evening, all the time.

“Too bad, baby.” Nick pulls the shirt on over his head, and it feels like, maybe, all of this is going to be real. “It’s mine.”

Adam beams at the nickname. “Okay. Fine. But only because you love me.”

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A ficlet of your choice to whomever can find the Fairly OddParents reference, because I can't control my echolalia and I'm gonna make it everybody's problem.

Mini Playlist: Meant to Be - Bebe Rexha, Florida Georgia Line If I Fall (You're Going Down with Me) - The Chicks Touch - Little Mix Forever and for Always - Shania Twain

[sleepless-translation]

Phantom Troupe Drama CD English Translation-Track 13

CD : HUNTER×HUNTER～Next Episode Scene 3 幻影旅団 (Link)

Track 13 さらわれた団長 "The kidnapped Leader" starts at 47.15.

Disclaimer:

This is a fun bonus content from the 1999 anime that I decided to translate because I want others to enjoy it too (´꒳`)♡ Do note that some of the characters might act in an unusual comedic manner.

Summary:

This scene takes place at the Beitacle hotel after Chrollo got kidnapped by Kurapika. The troupe members decided to talk about their boss's bad habit. Killua and Gon are supposed to be listening to the whole thing too (which makes it funnier).

[Nobunaga] Boss…!

[Machi] This is because you’re..dense.

[Shizuku] That’s right. Boss is unexpectedly dense.

[Pakunoda] Yeah. If I don't bring it to him, he'll definitely miss out on his meals.

[Kortopi] He’s also greedy.

[Machi] Rather than greedy, he’s kind of possessive, isn’t he? That time I accidentally ate his pudding. After that, for two or three days, every time he saw me he said "pudding… my pudding…"

[Shizuku] Ah! The same thing happened to me too.

[Machi] Such a mild stalker, that guy.

[Pakunoda] But that part of him is cute.

[Nobunaga] That’s because you coddle him all the time, Paku. He’s always gonna be like that.

[Kortopi] Discipline is important.

[Pakunoda] Discipline..? He’s not a dog.

[Machi] If he were a dog, he would just come back on his own.

[Shizuku] Way better than boss, huh.

[Pakunoda] No way… Boss doesn’t need to be taken out for walks, nor does he wet himself.

[Nobunaga] Paku, you’re not making him look any better.

[Kortopi] More like dragging him through the mud.

[Shizuku] Ah! They’re here!

[Phinks] Explain the situation.

[Shizuku] In my case, it was almond jelly.

[Phinks] Huh?

[Feitan] What talk about?

[Machi] We’re talking about Paku coddling the boss too much, which makes him become more like a possessive stalker.

[Shalnark] I'm having trouble following all this.

[Nobunaga] In short, it's about how Boss sulks when Machi accidentally ate his pudding, and when Shizuku accidentally ate his almond jelly.

[Feitan] Straight up.

[Phinks] I get what you guys are saying. Back then, I had eaten his Azuki bar, then he stood by my bedside for three days and three nights.

[Machi] You too, Phinks?!

[Shizuku] I see that you have also been victimized by his unexpected side!

[Phinks] Why is the LEADER of the Phantom Troupe that upset over an ice cream in the first place? While he has us at his beck and call at all times.

[Shalnark] Well, that can’t be helped since we're his subordinates, but over an ice cream..? That’s kinda petty.

[Phinks] I know right?

[Pakunoda] Well, Boss is a person who likes ice cream!

[Kortopi] Pudding and Jelly-

[Pakunoda] Those too.

[Machi] That’s why I call him spoiled.

[Nobunaga] He cherry-picks the good stuff after al.

[Feitan] That, I understand. Boss the type to order from the secret menu at a sushi restaurant.

[Shalnark] Now that you mention it, he never eats the crust of a bread, right?

[Machi] That time, he ate only about five centimeters of the middle of a watermelon that had been split in half.

[Kortopi] Who only eats the strawberries on a shortcake?

[Shizuku] Ah. One time he snatched my food that I left out to eat last.

[Pakunoda] That also happened to me…

[Phinks] Not to mention he only ate the burnt rice of a stone-grilled bibimbap.

[Machi] Jeez. Our Boss is really hopeless, huh.

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[Chrollo] I have no value as a hostage.

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TL Notes & Commentary:

I've seen some people say "Chrollo eats pudding like a pig" which is half true. Kortopi called him 意地汚い, meaning "greedy, gluttonous, and piggy-like." More on how he hogs his food, less on how he eats it.

The almond jelly is 杏仁豆腐. A jellied dessert made of apricot kernel milk, agar, and sugar.

Machi actually says 粘着質ストーカ. 粘着 literally means “sticky”, so he’s really clingy and persistent. I think Machi is so done with danchou, hence the choice of words.

Azuki Bar

[l000ey]

the queen and the jester → r.d

pairing; song mino x rae dara (ft. dong youngbae and mentions of lee chaerin, park bom, min hyorin and kwon jiyong)

summary; Red needs to forget everything and Mino wants to helps her

warning; bad language

note; yes, they fucked but Mino is not the only one Red has had sex with after her breakup with GD.....

2014

People smiled and laughed happily as they talked to their friends or acquaintances while Red was sitting there with a glass of the strongest alcohol she could have found in the bar of the huge hotel where they were celebrating the end of the year party. She sighed and turned to see her best friend when she felt that he was sitting next to she.

"Are you gonna stay like that all night?" The girl shrugged at the question. Taeyang sighed as he looked for Chaerin but she was very busy dancing with Hyorin and Bom, he made a face that showed his displeasure when he saw his leader dancing with that girl he had brought to the party.

He looked at the brunette only to realize that she was also looking at Jiyong and that model devouring in the middle of the dance floor. Dara sighed and drank another swallow from her glass. "I think I'll go home."

"But there is only one hour left for it to be New Year" With his right hand he gave a slight squeeze on her leg, trying to give her encouragement but she ignored it by going back to drink another drink "D, stay. Do not give him the satisfaction of seeing you wrong. "

"I think he's already satisfied enough." She pointed out how the girl intertwined her fingers in the rapper's hair and bit his lips. She let out a bitter laugh and stood up, alarming Youngbae.

"Uh, uh, where are you going?" He got up too when he saw her staggering, helped her sit down again.

"I need a cigarette, maybe two or three." She opened her purse and pulled out a packet of tobacco next to a cigarette lighter. The white-haired man sighed again before snatching the bag, earning a complaint from the best "Yah, give me that."

"No" He said curtly.

"Youngbae, please. I need to get out of here, I want to go home.” She wrapped her arms around his waist and hid her face in his stomach, the singer growled looking for someone to help him with the twenty three years old baby. The only one who seemed to be in his five senses was the rapper of the group of boys who had debuted about a year ago, what was his name? Oh, yes, Mino.

"You" He pointed to the boy, who was sitting at a few tables beyond. The dark haired man frowned and pointed, Youngbae nodded "Come here."

"Yes, hyung?" Mino waved at him but Taeyang stopped him.

"I need your help, have you drunk?" The boy denied and he smiled "Perfect! Well, you're going to help Red get home. "

"Ah, I'm not so drunk." Red, who was watching them still sitting in her place, frowned annoyed. "I do not need a babysitter, Youngbae."

"Oh, believe me you need it." He handed the bag to the young man and helped his friend get up while she complained nonstop. Mino frowned without understanding anything, his sunbae looked sad and did not understand the reasons why she could be but nevertheless remained silent. The older one looked at him. "Help her get home and then come back if you want. If you do, I'll talk to the CEO to give you a solo album. "

Red rolled her eyes at the exaggerations of her best friend, snatched the bag from her hoobae and picked up a cigar ready to be smoked. She looked at the dark haired man "Are we going?"

"Eh, yes." He nodded quickly receiving her bag again and started to walk to get to it but his hyung's hand on his arm stopped him.

"Take care of her. She's not anybody, you know?” He nodded and started running toward the girl who had stopped at the door as soon as she realized he was not following her.

Both walked in silence through the hotel corridors until they reached the elevator. Red sighed as soon as Mino hit the button that would take them down.

“Mino”.

"Yes?" He turned quickly to see if she needed anything. He inspected her with his eyes, curious about his senior, but everything seemed fine with her, so he waited for her to speak.

"Can we go somewhere other than my house, please? I do not want to be there, I need fresh air.” She did not look at it for a second as she spoke, her eyes were lost on the floor of the elevator.

"But Taeyang hyung said that ..."

"I know what your hyung said, but I want to breathe and if you're going to be my babysitter at least does that for me." Her green eyes finally settled on him and all he could do was nod. He was afraid to screw everything and have her thrown him out of the agency. He approached the panel and pressed the button on the sixth floor making the girl look at him confused. "What are you doing?"

"I rented a room because I thought about drinking until I forgot my name so we can go there. You can smoke, there is a terrace. "He explained before leaving the wall and standing in front of the doors.

"Wow, I did not even think about asking for a room. Very clever, Song” The boy smiled at the words of the eldest and offered his hand to help her out of the elevator. They walked hand in hand to the room where Mino had to let her go to open the door. He let her pass first in a gentlemanly act. Red smiled to see the room, it was beautiful "You can go back to the party if you want, I will smoke a while and then I will go to my house. Do not miss the fun because of me. "

Mino laughed leaving the bag on one of the bedside tables after closing the door "It was not a fun party. It was pretty boring, I would say. I'll stay and when you want to leave I'll take you home. I promised hyung that I would take care of you."

"Well, thanks." She smiled at him, running the curtains so she could have access to the terrace. She turned around and looked at him still smiling. "And stop talking to me in a formal way, we've known each other for many years, I think we're close enough to talk to me like that."

He followed her to the terrace. "You're older than me and everyone knows you do not like honorific so I had to be respectful in some way." He watched her take off her heels and throw them away from her. He laughed thinking about how cute she was doing that pout looked when he saw the wonderful views of the Seoul night that the room had.

"Thank you for bringing me here." She looked at him, ignoring the fact that she had caught him looking at her and smiled at him and then looked again at the illuminated city. "It's just what I needed."

He followed her example and sat in the other chair. "I'm glad I was helpful."

Silence filtered again between the two, the only thing you could hear was the cigarette burn and music away from the party a couple of floors above. Dara sighed letting out the smoke, her sigh caught the attention of the rapper, who turned his head to look at her.

"C-can I ask you something?"

The brunette laughed "You've done it but yes, go ahead."

"Why are you so down? It's been a while since I've noticed it. You almost never smile and if you do it is a fake smile, you just drink and smoke and spend most of your time in your studio or at home "He looked at her worried" Is everything all right? "

Just as he said, she forced a smile, feeling her eyes watering so she looked away from him. Mino did not stop looking at her for a moment so, despite her effort to keep the tears out of sight, he saw her cry. He got up and knelt by her side while rubbing her arm trying to comfort her.

"Hey, it's fine. You can cry if you want. "He trailed his other hand down her back and hugged her while she hid her face in his chest. A few minutes later she stopped sobbing but both continued in the same position "Do you want to tell me what happened?".

"Jiyong and I have broken up and the son of a bitch has brought a slut to the party. He was eating her mouth in front of me!” She exclaimed and shrugged closer to the warm body of the boy" I know we're not together anymore and he's free to do whatever he wants but I do not know...show some respect at least? "

"He should have waited a little longer to take someone to an event at the company." The black-haired agreed, she nodded away from his arms causing a cold to immediately spread through his skin.

"Exact. Thank you.” She accepted the handkerchief for which Mino had entered the room and carefully cleaned her face but could not continue because the boy took it from her hands and began to clean it.

"Let me do it" he murmured and began to spread the silk over her skin carefully, with too much care, as if she were the most precious and weak thing that he could have in his hands and that he should take care of. "I think hyung is stupid, not only for today but for leaving you. He's crazy about leaving a queen like you without a king. "

Dara moved slightly away from his touch leaving his cleaning job in half. She looked into his eyes and frowned thinking about why the hell she should have fallen in love with Jiyong instead of Mino. Without realizing her lips were already glued to his and her body was sitting on his lap.

She moaned when his tongue entered her mouth. She quickly brought her hands to his hair, that hair so well combed and cut that since she had seen it had made her want to run her fingers through it and ruffle it. The fireworks began to explode in front of them and the shouts of happiness of their record companions sounded in the distance. 2015 had already arrived.

Mino broke the kiss by separating from her, very little but for them it felt like being millions of miles away from each other. He looked at her confused.

"Help me to forget him, please" She whispered and he, even knowing that this would bring consequences, nodded before returning to stick his lips with hers and get up with her in his arms. He walked with a determined step towards the room where he approached the bed and placed her gently on top of it.

Mino pulled away to take off his shoes while Dara unzipped her dress. He came quickly to her after he had discarded his jacket and kissed her again before helping her to get rid of that dress that looked very expensive although he did not regret to see that under the dress there was a fine lingerie. He bit his lower lip with such force that it seemed that at any moment he would bleed, the brunnette took him from his tie and pulled him closer to her. He joined her lips again while she unbuttoned his shirt. Mino's mind kept telling him that this was probably a dream and that he enjoyed it because he would never experience such a real dream again.

"Mino" She sighed his name when his lips took hold of the skin of her neck, he growled happy to hear his name leave her lips and continued sucking her smooth and soft skin. He spent minutes on each part of her body, did not leave a corner without kissing while whispering how beautiful she was making her sigh happily.

He pulled away from the skin of her stomach and looked at her, eyes closed and moaning for him. He smiled and went down to kiss her on the lips this time.

"Mino” She whispered again when the kiss broke.

"Yes?" He pulled their sweaty foreheads together as his hands danced around the curves of her body.

The look she gave him said too many things, said he would help her, that she needed love, that she missed her family, that she felt...empty but she did not say anything of that.

"Mino, fuck me." She said instead.

Hours later the boy looked at her back where that stupid tattoo rested while she slept soundly after her attempt to forget Kwon Jiyong. Mino grimaced without stop looking at the tattoo, that tattoo that was famous throughout Asia, that tattoo that symbolized the eternal love that the king and queen swore to have before all but that in the end it would only be a scar on the skin of the queen that would remember her for life to the king.

And Mino did not like that because he knew that this, what had just happened and for what she asked so much, would be nothing more than a secret story that would be between them and that soon she would run into the arms of the king as soon as he was, realized how stupid he is and asked for forgiveness. And then there would be him, the funny but lonely jester who loves the queen in secret like many others.

He sighed and turned around, ready to say goodbye to the beautiful but tragic night that had just passed in front of him.

[bunny-wk-fanfic]

Hi there!!! :D so glad to see you back hehe. I've recently been on a Walking Dead/IY binge so can you write something with Daryl and Kagome? I don't really have a scenario in mind so go wild! Hope there'll be some nice fluffy or romantic parts :3

I really wish there were more of this crossover… I hope my little bit pleases you!

The world had gone to shits, worse than her adventures in the past. And those had been chaotic times. But this, modern times ruined people’s instincts and when they’re world fell apart, they simply broke.

There were, however, those few individuals that could adapt to the world around them. And other than herself, she was currently snuggled up against one of the only other people she’s met since it all ended that was still sane.

“No need to look so grumpy.” she jabbed the man before her lightly, his lips pursing as she tried to hide her grin. Most likely failing if his sour face was anything to go by.

“I ain’t grumpy.” his voice was quiet as his words drawled out in the air between them.

“Oh?” when another shiver wracked her body, she was pulled even tighter to him. “Then how do you explain that stiff posture of yours, sour expression, and the fact that you refused to look me in the eye?”

His cool blue eyes locked with her own, it was steady as it bore down on her. A large smile colored her own expression in return.

“See, was that difficult?” she pouted when he grunted and closed his eyes. Why did she always get stuck with the silent types? It didn’t help that with it being autumn setting in, they were currently going through a cold snap and were sharing a space to stay warm. A bit awkward for two people that were no more than acquaintances.

Thinking of what she had been doing before the world ended, closing her eyes with a sigh. “If the situation wasn’t what it was, I’d probably invite you back to my hotel room so we could use my big bed. Kami… I miss that bed right now.”

As she continued to describe her plain generic hotel room and what she missed about it, Daryl opened his eyes to watch her talk. She sure did talk a lot, then again, he figured most people around him talked too much. Her voice was low as to not attract attention, he paid attention to her.

He had picked up on her Asian decent, though her blue eyes threw him off. Her hair was cut short, the choppy ends curling no longer than her chin which made him wonder if it had been longer from before. And from what he’d seen since they decided to stick together until they got back to his group, he knew she could take care of herself in a way that no city woman could. Not without bitching about breaking a nail or something like that.

“You’re staring.” her lips curled up even though her eyes were still closed.

Snorting and wondering how she could possibly know, he stocked it up to one of her perks. Which she had a lot, now that he thought back on it. “Just tryin’ to picture you in bed.” his lips quirked up in a lazy half smirk at her snort.

A blue eye cracked open to pin him with a look, a dark brow raising in question. After a few moments of them staring the other down, she closed her eye again with a shake of her head as she snuggled a little closer for more comfort and warmth. “As in, how I prefer to sleep in pajamas, underwear, or naked? Or are you trying to imagine how I’d actually perform in bed?”

He shrugged as best he could in their cramped setting while lying on his side. “Don'no. Bit of both.”

“My, my. Aren’t you the curious one.” by now she was pressed in him. She was going to have to find a new sleeping bag if the one they were using now wasn’t helping in stave off the cold.

“Can usually read people. Makes for tryin’ to figure ‘em out easier.” his eyes scanned the small clearing just out past the little burrow she had spotted and they were currently using for the night.

“Ah-ha. And imagining what they used to sleep in is just a past time, is it?” her low chuckle had his own lips twitching in amusement.

He still defended himself, though. “Like there’s anything better to think about?”

“Guess not, if you already know if you can trust them or not. So, what has your imagination come up with?” a new set of shivers danced down her spine, though it had nothing to do with the cold and more with the arm sliding against her waist so a callused hand could rest more solidly at the small of her back.

“On picturing you in bed? Shit, a bit of everything.” he grunted out, shifting a bit when he felt the first stirrings of arousal for the first time in a long while. This close, there was no way she wasn’t going to miss it if he didn’t get it under control.

“Hmm. Panty set in satin sheets? Socks and some guy’s borrowed shirt? Nude?” she bit down on her lip when his arm tensed up. “Oh, wait. There was also my performance called into question. Plain vanilla, from behind, with me on top… Hmm, so many possibilities…”

“…shit…” Daryl shifted once again, eyes narrowing when he felt her shoulders shake with suppressed laughter, even though she was going to miss his not amused expression at how she was entertained at his current state. “You’re being a real bitch right now.”

“Trust me, I could be so much worse.” she pulled back at bit to look him clearly in the eye, allowing cold air in between the small space between them and causing him to shiver. “How about a challenge. The one that fails to snag anything to eat in the morning has to share former sleeping habits.” she waggled her brows up at him as she wore a saucy smirk.

“Tch.” he didn’t want to say yes because he’d seen that she could do with her bow. She was good. Could make him run for his money sometimes.

“Oh, don’t be a party pooper.” she gave him a light slap to his shoulder before snuggling back into his warmth. A jaw cracking yawn escaped her, forcing her to shake her head to shake off sleep, for at least a little long.

“Sleep, I’ll take first watch.” his gaze drifted back to the clearing outside of their shelter for the night.

“Keep doing that, and you’ll drop from exhaustion.” her words were murmured and slurred with sleep.

A snort escaped Daryl as he tucked Kagome deeper into his hold on reflex when a twig snapped in the distance. “Like you did a few days back? Don’t worry ‘bout me. I’ll let ya know when I need sleep.”

“M'kay. G'night. And no groping me while I sleep.” the joke had his lips twitching once again. Traveling with her wasn’t going to be so bad, but they could use with better covering at night.