#OUGH....love them bad I'm serious though dont touch me

[m-11o]

HOW MELLO ATTEMPTED TO JOLT HIMSELF. each time his body reminded him of the fact it were running low on reserves. he actively ignores it. staring at the computer screen before him, words blurring together. aggressively knocking at the back or his retnas. careful now: that he reminds himself. sanji to his knowledge was most likely passed out by now. he didn't think he'd miss the @doppogin 's company as much, it felt odd not having him sitting beside him. no longer able to smell the lingering smell of cigarettes and colone. head held up half hazardly by the combination of his arm and elbow. working overtime so his face doesn't make a pillow of the keys.

homicides were seeming to be the perfect excuse of a lullaby. each click taking a bit of his energy with him. carefully he hums; the sound acting as an alarm as his fingers push keys to open the second document. an onslaught of aggressive words, lined and formated in such a way they looked like an army. soon they'd start storming all the way until his mental took a hit.

body so groggy he doesn't pick up on footsteps growing closer. inching ready to pouce ( SANJI INQUIRED : [ WEARY ]: sender notices the receiver about to fall asleep during a task, and picks them up to carry them to bed so that they can actually sleep properly for once. PROMPTED ♡. LOST ) he's scooped up, as mello chooses to gasp. suddenly more awake then he previously was. his body contorts like a spoiled feline. reaching hands as he attempts to tug free, but muscles were comfortable ignoring the suggestions from the brain. “ put me down ! i have to finish that ! ” but thought is broken with a yawn as they continue down the hallway. the alluring sound of the ac clicking on, almost immediately the blonde knew his fight was futile.

a few more pouts, soft struggle before he leans against the warmth radiating off him. being held like a bride usually would bring about more unsavory arguments about how he had legs. functioning ones and therefore didn't need the arms for assistance. none the less its nice, being rocked unintentionally to sleep by sanjis steps. an exhale and he allows his body to untense itself. breathing out a wistful sigh—- seems the new emotion taking reigns of his body were love. affection as his arms wound round the other's neck to keep him close.