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A Dragon's Devotion. (Fox and EDDE)

A delighted trill was Hakkai's response. He fluttered in place and happily kicked his feet in the air before following after his master. He settled on the table and looked up at Hakkai, clearly excited for his treat. "Just one is okay. I want to eat the hot pot too." Hakuryuu watched on excitedly as the bundle of sour treats was pulled free, but his attention faltered when his master's expression did. He stopped looking at the treat, and instead focusing on Hakkai's face. He didn't like his frown, but he waited patiently for the man to snap back into reality; and when he did, Hakuryuu instantly shifted the atmosphere right back to giddy.

Hakuryuu chirped a laugh. "Of course! Hakkai has to, he makes the best faces." He paused for a moment to think, then perked up high. He fluttered to Hakkai's side and landed on the floor. Hakuryuu clenched his eyes tight, and with much clearer difficulty, he changed his body once more.

He ended up on the ground on his knees and sitting on his ankles. He looked the same as he had just a minute before, but he seemed slightly winded. Changing into this new form so often so soon after learning how was starting to take its toll. Yet, he looked up at his master with a bright, happy expression. "But this time," he pinched his cheeks to pull them out. "Hakuryuu can make them too."
 
The happy curve of Hakuryuu's eyes relaxed his shoulders. That laugh was all it took, though, for his desperate smile to soften into something far more genuine. Although, it turned a bit nervous as he realised just what he had pulled himself into with his rather rash decision. These candies were absolutely horrible; the sour part of them, at least. The tartness in them caused a reaction in him so strong that it was almost painful. But that was okay. He was craving this normalcy. He knew that now. And Hakuryuu was providing it for him so valiantly; so selflessly.

Too selflessly.

With a soft gasp and a worried furrow of his brow, Hakkai made to reach out for his little friend and dropped down onto his own knees to face him as he recognised what he was doing a moment too late once he was landing. "Oh, Haku--"

A much softer smile permeated his features as he looked over his winded little friend who was once again no longer so little. It oozed gratitude and held onto that edge of worry. "Please be mindful for yourself as well, Hakuryuu," he mentioned warmly. "You've had such a hard time of it taking care of us already. I don't want to cause you to make yourself sick in caring for me further. I will appreciate everything you are willing to do for me except for something like that."

With the others, there would never be a mention of them helping each other. None of them ever appreciated thanks or mentions or show of weaknesses between them. With Hakuryuu, he was willing to step out from behind that wall whenever his ego would properly allow it. It was only a small show at the moment, but it meant more even now. And he knew his little friend would understand; hoped that he would be willing to continue to indulge him when the time came to care for him when he allowed himself to be properly vulnerable.

Hakkai's attention turned to the window a moment after his little request, noticing it was still open. This time however, he didn't get distracted by it. It only drew that way because he realized that it was still open. "Speaking of becoming ill," he added lightly.

He lifted the Yukata he had abandoned in dropping to the floor with his dragon. "We don't want you to catch cold tonight either. Master Sanzo is bound to be in just as terrible a mood tomorrow as he will be tonight." It was said with a soft huff, though gently endearing.

Allowing the sash to fall away from it and peeking down at the candy he still held diligently between two fingers, he contemplated for a quick moment on what to do. After deciding, he opened his mouth and carefully tucked the end of the worm between his teeth, pulling his tongue far back into his own mouth away from it for good measure and closing his lips around it to secure it. With a flapping rise of his arms the yukata was brought up and around, high over Hakuryuu's head and allowed to flow down gently over top of him.

Hakkai's aim was spot on. the yukata landed perfectly over his head, and he was able to secure it right behind his horns. This made it so large flowing robe didn't cover that pretty face as it settled. In fact, it allowed for the perfect opening across the front of the once again newly transformed dragon. The material landed smoothly over him as a blanketed covering, shielding the entire back of him, and down over his shoulder and the sides of his arms without compromising his reach in front in the least. Being too big on him in the first place, he'd likely be able to even wrap the material around himself comfortably as long as he folded his wings in.

Perfectly pleased with his results, and with his mouth a bit busy holding the treat he would be offering his friend in just a moment, Hakkai took a cue to show it he'd gotten from the dragon on many occasions as his fingers slid down the material until his hands were framing Hakuryuu's face, where he could offer his cheek a gentle pet with his thumb; a small tilt of his head and the cheery expression portrayed through a lightly crescented squeeze of his eyes.
 
Hakuryuu tilted his head a little, crossing his eyes to look up as if it would let him see the fabric falling on his head. When that failed, he turned his attention back on Hakkai and offered a sweet chirp. "Hakuryuu will do his best, but won't push too hard," he promised with a nod. He lightly grasped the edges of the yukata and pulled them in to better cover himself from the chilly air blowing in through the window.

The tip of his tail wiggled as that warm, sweet smile was offered to him, and Hakuryuu happily nuzzled his cheek into his master's palm. However, after a moment of enjoying the pets and affection, Hakuryuu leaned forward with parted lips to capture the half of the sour gummy hanging from Hakkai's mouth. He nipped it in half, their lips slightly brushing before he pulled back. The treat wasn't on his tongue for five seconds before he understood why his master didn't like them.

Hakuryuu's lips pulled together, his cheeks sucked in, and his eyes squinted in a harsh pucker. A high pitched sound left his nose as his body tensed in a full preen, his tail lifting straight up in the air, and his feather fluffing out like an offended bird. His eyes started to water, and he loudly whined as he wiggled his tongue around in his mouth.
 
Hakkai blinked a bit in surprise as Hakuryuu leaned in to him and took up the gummy hanging from his mouth. It was only surprising for as long as it took him to realise that the dragon likely didn't understand how very forward the sudden action looked and felt given the change in dynamic of their relationship however. That made the slight brush of their lips feel innocent and somewhat sweet. But he didn't have long to linger on that feeling as his friend's reaction to the bitter treat was swift and rather harsh.

Despite the fact that Hakkai would never be purposefully cruel to Hakuryuu, the full body preen of a reaction pulled a large grin frin from him instantly. And just as quickly it pulled a quick chortle that turned into a full on laugh. In fact, the laughter was brought on so quickly and heavily that he almost missed catching the other half of the gummy with one hand at his chin because both of them wanted to land on the gut his laughter was pushing out of so hard from. The other hand landed there instead.

There was no helping it. While not as bad as Hakkai's reactions in the past, as there were no tears shed yet at least even if it had only happened once, it was so exuberant and embodied a perfect taste of some of the worst reactions he had had to the sour taste. And in that moment, where just before he was rather desperate for some for of normalcy, it was absolutely hilarious.

Still, he did try to rectify the cruelty of laugh9ng at his friend so mercilessly. "Oh...Oh no.... I'm sorry..." He gasped through the spurting laughter. Though it seemed he was rather helpless to it at the moment.
 
The sour powder burned oddly. There was no heat, but his tongue stung and his mouth wouldn't stop watering. His wings fluttered and pushed at the yukata covering them, but Hakuryuu's tight grasp wouldn't allow the garment to dislodge. His high pitched whines were interrupted by boisterous laughter, and he forced his right eye open to get a bleary, water look at Hakkai's face. His precious master was near falling over himself with his jovial chortles, and suddenly that terrible feeling in his mouth was nothing; because it was still raining, and Hakkai was smiling.

His tense tail relaxed into an upright wag as the bitter taste gave way to fruity sweetness, and Hakuryuu trilled happily before wrapping his tongue around the treat to get its full tangy taste before audibly gulping it down. He happily chirped along with Hakkai, unbothered by the fact that he was the butt of the joke. In fact, he took it in stride. He let go of his clothing so he could reach up and hook his fingers in the corners of his mouth to spread it open in a wide, goofy smile. "Blaaaaah~" He'd seen Goku make many faces, and if any of them could keep his lover's spirits up, then he would use them.
 
Hakkai took a deep breath through his nose in order to calm himself down as Hakuryuu joined in with his cheery chirps. It felt mean to continue laughing at his expense. He was just having so much trouble getting over that over exuberant reaction. It wasn't something he was used to coming from his little friend. Not to that extent, at least. However, it seemed just as he was able to swallow down his chortles, the dragonkin picked up his hands and pulled off a rediculous face at him. Green eyes widened and a snort formed in his sinuses. The surprising noise forced his empty hand quickly up to cover his mouth and press lightly against his nostrils as he gasped out another bought of uncontrolled laughter, doing his best to chide his little friend for ruining his attempt to calm himself through a warbled call of his name in the small fit.

His laughter seemed to be bringing up both of their moods though, so he did allow it to continue on for a nice long moment before taking a drastic measure to cut himself off. And because it was very likely that he would get a reaction similar to his own in return if he did what he did in that moment to put an immediate stop to his fit. It worked too.

The rest of the gummy was quickly popped into his own mouth and he closed around it and gave it a hard suck. An absolutely teeth jittering sour coated his tasted buds and forced in a horrible gasp through his nose as the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. These treats he offered Hakuryuu on rare occasion always hit him so hard when he was willing to take one on for his little friend. And, of course, that was the case now as his eyes slammed shut tight against and overpowering taste that brought tears to them almost instantly as he coiled and cringed bodily against it. there was also a heavy shiver that absolutely wracked his bones before he could voice his distress. "Mmn!"

He didn't so much like his own reaction when he did this, but it wasn't quite as horrible as it could be if it didn't enthrall his little love as much as it so obviously did. And thankfully, it never lasted too long so long as he bought the proper brand of sour treat.
 
Hakuryuu's hands dropped from his face to the floor as he loudly trilled his own laughter at Hakkai's snort. It was such an uncouth noise from such a proper man. And then Hakkai popped the rest of the sour treat into his mouth, and his master's demeanor changed instantly. As usual, Hakuryuu chirped loudly in laughter at Hakkai's expense, but his current form created something new. in between his twittering giggles, proper laughter played at his new vocal chords. It was a strange sound, and an even stranger feeling that had his hand resting on his throat instead of his stomach as he hunched over from the force of his chortling.

"It-it- it's like I said. Master Hakkai makes the best faces!" He blurted out delightedly. He started to calm down slowly, panting through the rest of his laughter once the sour left the gummy and Hakkai's face returned to normal. Hakuryuu shifted forward just enough to crawl between Hakkai's legs and plop himself down close enough to rest against his Master's chest with a happy 'chu~' while nuzzling against him.
 
Despite the face he was being forced to make, and the horrible feeling the sour gummy gave him, Hakuryuu's new voice tickled sensitive ears delightfully, and he revelled in it as he came down from the uncomfortable high of the treat.

The treat he got in return for the exchange was much nicer. He watched on curiously as Hakuryuu crawled up to him. The horribly out of place thought as he watched the naked form barely framed.over by that draping yukata had a bit of heat rising to his face. Mostly due to his embarrassment for it in the first place. What a crass man he was.

But Hakuryuu curled up to his chest and the heat in his face drained and blossomed into a warmth in his chest. It felt a bit heavy, and almost like he'd been given a punch straight to his gut. He hated how emotional he became when it rained. But that didn't stop him from coiling himself tightly around the creature nuzzling against him. The hold he took on Hakuryuu was still perfectly gently, but much tighter than he'd ever allow himself to take in his smaller, trailer form.


"Hakuryuu..." It was huffed out almost breathlessly as he fully encompassed the newly made man, shoving his face carefully down into feather soft hair and breathing him in deeply, only just barely missing those horns in the process out of pure luck.

Bubbles were beginning to form and pop within the large dish. It would begin to boil within seconds and he knew he needed to get up and tend to it, but a rather desperate want to be close like this had him making an almost frantic request, despite how very calm it sounded in tone. "Would it be too much trouble if I asked you to hold me for a while this time?...." The food did begin boiling, and he knew he had to go go tend it. "After dinner, that is," he added lightly before pecking a quick kiss into the hair he'd shoved his face into and quickly pulling himself away to make a clean break while he could.

Hakkai stood and tossed the last of the ingredients into the dish, doing his damnedest to brush away the heavy heat and color he could see out of the corner of his eye.
 
Hakuryuu hummed happily as Hakkai nuzzled into his feathery hair, a wide smile pulling at his vibrating lips. He clung lightly to Hakkai's shirt as he soaked in the man's warmth and tried to ignore the sound of the almost boiling sauce. "Chu?" He tilted his head just slightly as his master spoke, and the tip of his tail wiggled in excitement. "Of course!" he trilled. He'd never been able to hold Hakkai before, he was too small and was always the one held in gentle arms, but this time he'd get to do the coddling!

The dragon grumped when Hakkai pulled away, but released his hold on the man's shirt to let him up. Everyone was hungry and in a bad mood, and he didn't want to be the reason their comforting meal was ruined.

He followed after his master, taking several seconds to steady himself on his feet, his knees pressing together to keep himself stable before he chanced walking again. It was a lot harder than it looked, but he managed very well, especially for a flight creature who was suddenly grounded. He made his way to stand beside Hakkai and looked over at the food being put together. The tip of his tongue stuck out to lick across his lower lip as his tummy gave a quiet growl. After a quick search over the counter, Hakuryuu found a pair of chopsticks and snatched them up in a way he was sure was sneaky. He held on in each hand, then with his tongue pursed and sticking out from the corner of his lips, he reached forward to try and grab a piece of meat.

He tried to pick up a piece of meat with his poorly held chopsticks, the morsel continuously slipping through the weak hold as he squeezed his hands together.
 
He was able to calm himself as he watched the adorable creature work hard to get up and make his way over as the man stirred their meal. It might take him some practice getting up and down, but if he used his tail properly, he'd likely have less of an issue walking just normally. Especially when he wasn't as winded as their latest trip had made him.

The meat and cabbage he'd just added was quickly boiled to perfection, so he turned the heat off beneath it and pretended not to see Hakuryuu grab up those chopsticks in a sneaky attempt. It was bound to be interesting to watch him attempt to use them. The poor dragon was so unused to having hands. He wasn't disappointed either. A warm chuckle hit his chest as the food was dropped for the umpteenth time. That face he was making was positively edible.

"Here," he suggested, taking Hakuryuu's hand and helping him stab up a piece of meat on the end of one of the sticks. He also helped him to lift it out so it wouldn't fall off on the way, tilting it upward to keep the deliciously sweetened beef on the stick. "It's hot, so don't forget to blow," he added in gentle warning as he began serving up heaping helpings of the sukiyaki for each of them into large bowls. No doubt they were all quite hungry. Hakkai knew he was.

"Would you like to help me take these to everyone? We are delivering tonight."
 
Hakuryuu beamed like a child given candy as the meat was stabbed through and handed back to him. "Thank you!" He chirped. He was grateful for the warning, because he would have just popped the freshly boiled bite into his mouth without a second thought. He pursed his lips together in an exaggerated manner and blew out, cooling his food before opening his mouth wide to take the whole thing in. "Mmmmm~" he cooed while munching delightedly.

"Okay! I'm a great delivery dragon," He answered after swallowing. "It's delicious Master Hakkai! Everyone will have to feel better after eating," he stated with a firm nod of his head. He held out his arms for things to be placed in them.
 
Hakkai's smile widened as Hakuryuu munched on his food and praised it so sweetly. "I guess that means it's done," he cooed happily. When hands were put out to be given things, the man hesitated for a moment. "That's true," he agreed. But still, the dragon was having issues with his balance yet. So he took the hand full of chopsticks and placed them in outstretched hands rather than the bowls.

"Here we are," he hummed as he also took up a few napkins and gave them to him. "Perfect. Now we've split the chore entirely." It was technically the truth. After all, he had the three bowls carefully balanced, and Hakuryuu had everything else. "And you can knock and open and close doors for me," he added cheerily as he began to move toward their own.
 
Hakuryuu took the uneven split in stride. He was used to it. He was normally so small that carrying chopsticks and napkins was all he could do without the food being carefully wrapped so he could grab the wrapping with his claws. "Okay!" he agreed, just happy to be of some kind of help.

He trotted to the door, his tail lifting slightly and wagging from side to side just enough to help him keep his balance. With his cargo carefully held in one hand, he gripped the door handle with the other. It took him a second. He knew how to open a door, but he had to actively think on twisting his hand the right way. He opened it with more flourish then was necessary.

Once in the hallway, his stride gained a bit of a skip that oddly helped with his balance. What didn't help, was the yukata that kept flapping over his knees and bunching up over his tail, and he decided then that clothes were annoying. Still holding his very fragile cargo of chopstick and napkins carefully, the dragon tugged on the fabric before tossing it off of him with a relieved sigh.
 
Hakkai followed the adorable creature out into the hallway, needing to stop to toe the door shut behind him as Hakuryuu excitedly made his way toward Sanzo's room. The new skip to his step was as cute as anything else he ever did. What was not cute however, was the sudden flourish that had him tossing off the robe that had been barely covering him in the first place. "Hakuryuu!" The hiding tone had him feeling overly motherly. It seemed he had gained himself a fourth child to care for quite suddenly. The others were bad enough. "You put that back on this instant," he insisted as he hurried over to the discarded wardrobe.

He had to set one of the bowls down in order to pick up the yukata and drape it over his arm, picking it back up and hurrying after his charge. "You're going to catch a cold!"

Goku heard Hakkai hollering something in the hallway. Sanzo had let him stay in his room even when the rain had started. We'll, actually Goku had just been sitting very VERY still and being so quiet he was hardly breathing in an attempt that it not be noticed he was still there. Either he was really good at being sneaky like that, or he was doing a good enough job of not bugging the priest that he hadn't been kicked out yet. "Whats that?" The question was mumbled as he finally stood from his chair, unable to help but be distracted since he was so insanely bored just sitting there doing nothing but being on the edge of his seat.

"Think it's dinner?" The coo was louder and pointed toward the sour monk, but he wasn't looking at him anymore. He was making his way to the door. "Sure smells like dinner," he added cheerily as he opened the door and stepped into the hallway to see what the fuss was about.
 
"Never!" he chirped in defiance, picking up his pace to keep away from the man now hurrying after him while somehow balancing three bowls of food. It was impressive, but Hakuryuu wasn't about to stop and say as much. "But it feels weird," he complained, looking over his shoulder. His lack of attention and his still uncoordinated limbs had him tripping over his own feet. "Chu!" Hakuryuu threw his hands out in a desperate attempt to catch himself, but found it wasn't necessary.

Goku had only just stepped into the hallway when Hakuryuu started to tumble. The monkey reached out to capture the falling 'stranger.' "Woah, you okay?"

Hakuryuu nodded his head with a relieved and thankful 'Chu!'
 
Goku smiled brightly at the pretty dragonkin in his arms. "Wow, you're soft and fluffy like a cloud," he told him cheerily. "And you sound just like one of my friends." The nakedness didn't phase him in the least.

Hakkai caught up just as Goku finished speaking. "Aha. You're caught now," he jeered teasingly. The hallway was thin and Goku was blocking him one way while Hakkai now blocked him from behind. "Goku," he requested lightly. "Would you mind holding these bowls for me for a moment? Hakuryuu and I are passing out dinner now, but first he's going to put this back on."

"Huh? Oh, okay!" He was more than pleased to take up the bowl Hakkai held out to him, trading his hold on Hakuryuu for it as Hakkai did the same, grabbing the dragon's arm. But as he looked around when he took the other bowls, he didn't see Hakuryuu and confusion marred his face.

"Alright, Hakuryuu." The scolding tone returned, ene though it wasn't nearly as harsh as it tended to be with the other three. "On it goes!" He was quick to tuck the arm he had a hold of into one of the sleeves.

"THAT'S HAKURYUU?!" Goku nearly shouted it as he watched the two of them struggle with the yukata.

"Shut the Hell up," came an angry call from within the hotel room. Goku's face instantly drained from surprise to nervousness as he could practically feel the sudden pissiness pointed their way over the commotion.
 
In a mild panic, Hakuryuu looked around for an escape route, only to find himself trapped! He chirped loudly as Hakkai grabbed his arm, and pulled to try and get away from the cloth now being forced onto his arm. "Nooooo!" In a desperate attempt to avoid being clothed, the dragon dropped to his knees, knowing his master wouldn't hold onto his arm for fear of twisting it. Then flopped himself onto his stomach onto the floor. "Clothes are uncomfortable!" he argued, stretching out his arms and legs straight and up off of the floor.

Hakuryuu flailed his limbs up and down in the air, twittering and squeaking in a terrible tantrum. "Don't wanna!"
 
Hakuryuu dropped down and Hakkai quickly let go, as predicted. "Hakuryuu please," he pouted out, tilting hisbhead as the dragon threw a small tantrum. It was cute, but he couldn't abide it.

"You're acting like a child," he chided as he fluffed up the yukata and flapped the material out perfectly as he leaned down and reached out to hook over each of those arms. "I'm sorry, but you must wear something." The continued explanation came as he got down on top of the creature with a knee to the small of his back, not roughly, but firmly, as he pulled down the yukata and began weaving the sash around his waist. "I realize it's uncomfortable, but you really could catch a cold."

Goku watched on curiously as Hakkai wrestled the clothing onto the newly human Hakuryuu. "Hey, you know, I don't like clothes either. But I gotta wear 'em too," he offered in support. "Everybody does. Sanzo told me," he nodded out assuredly.
 
He was trapped, completely this time. Hakkai had him pinned down and was pulling the yukata over his arms, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. "Hakuryuu never had to wear clothes before," he argued weakly as the sash was tied around him, thus sealing his fate. He chirped irritably at Goku. Being scolded by Hakkai was one thing, but to hear it from Goku of all people was just insulting.

The door to the room they were beside swung open, and Sanzo stood in the doorway, gun brandished. "I said...!" He stopped mid sentence when he took in the sight before him. Hakkai was sitting on top of some half naked stranger, and Goku was just watching on as if nothing weird was going on. Sanzo put his gun away, grabbed one of the bowls of supper, and walked back into his room with a slam of the door. He was not in the mood to deal with whatever the hell was going on out there.
 
Goku pouted lightly at the puffy chirp he got in response. He was just trying to help, but he felt like maybe he'd said something wrong instead. Not that he could react to it, as he and Hakkai both froze when Sanzo emerged with his gun drawn. Though they froze for different reasons. Goku froze in fear of retribution. While Hakkai froze at the look on his face when he was the position he and Hakuryuu were in.

The older man looked down at it, an awkward smile forming on his face after a moment. "Oh dear." To rectify the situation, he stood, helping Hakuryuu back up with a grasp at his waist. "Alright Hakuryuu, give Goku his and Sanzo's chopsticks and the napkins." He saw the dejected look Goku was giving that slammed door. And reached out to take the third bowl from his grasp. "We still have to deliver to Gojyo. When we get back to our room I'll close the window. And when it warms back up in there, you can remove the robe. How's that?"

He was nothing if not a problem solver.
 
Out of spite, Hakuryuu didn't help Hakkai lift him in the slightest, meaning his master had to lift up his dead weight all on his own. Still, he did stand on his own two legs once he was completely stood up. A deep pout pulled at his features, his lower lip even sticking out in a way he'd never been able to before. He followed the order with a displeased 'chu,' stuffing two pairs of chopsticks and a few napkins into Goku's hands, much to the monkey's delight.

With the utensils in hand, Goku cautiously knocked on the door before sliding in with his excuse to return to the surly priest.

Hakuryuu side eyed Hakkai for several seconds before mumbling an unhappy "Fine." The skip in his step was gone as he stomped towards Gojyo's room.
 
Hakkai smiled after Hakuryuu as he followed him, but it wasn't entirely cheery. A large bead of sweat formed over his temple. It seemed he had really pissed his little dragon off. It bothered him more than he wanted to show.

This time, he opened the door for Hakuryuu rather than the other way around, reaching past his waist in order to do so, but only unlatching it. Not pushing it open quite yet. He was bothered enough to forget to knock even. But after unlatching the door, he pulled his hand back and wrapped it around his lovely friend's waist from behind, tugging him into a close hug at his side and peeking a soft pout down on his slightly shorter form. "I'm sorry," he told him quietly. "Ypu have are a great deal more exposed in this form. I worry. You know i do."

He leaned toward him in hopes of getting his usual reassurance of a nuzzled nose when he'd bothered the little creature in the past. The pout on his face turned a bit pathetically hopeful. "Can you forgive me? Even though I'm making you uncomfortable?"
 
He was still pouting, but he could never deny a hug from his master. He pressed himself into Hakkai's side and looked up at him through silver eyelashes, and the look on his face instantly shifted when he saw the expression on Hakkai's.

A small smile was given, and Hakuryuu tilted his head up to offer that nuzzle, their noses touching and rubbing against each other. "Hakuryuu will always forgive Master Hakkia," he promised, pushing himself closer to the taller man with a bit more force, but not nearly enough to make the demon lose his balance. He was still holding a bowl of hot food.

And with that out of the way, Hakuryuu pushed the door open with gusto and a loud 'Chu!' that sstartled the inhabitant.

Gojyo, who's been sitting by the window, cigarette in hand, nearly leaped out of his chair. "Don't you knock anymore!" He accused, before pausing and staring at what appeared to be Hakkai's side piece. "But if you're bringing a hottie to see me, I guess I can forgive you."
 
One could practically feel Hakkai's mood shift as Hakuryuu gave him the familiarity he was seeking. Nuzzling back, he mumbled a gentle "Thank you." He gave the smaller male a gentle squeeze as he pushed himself closer as well. Gojyo's hard jump to their appearance was amusing, but only enough to pull a small, quick snuff from his nose. It wasn't entirely unusual. Especially during this weather.

He was about to apologize for the rude entry when it was mentioned, as he actually didn't mean to make it such, but Gojyo moved on quickly. And it had Hakkai tilting his head with a thoughtful hum on his breath. He looked down at the dragonkin. "Hear that? Gojyo approves. Do you suppose it's a proper compliment coming from him?"

The tease was pointed at Gojyo alone. After all, Hakkai had already made his approval well known as well. He kept his arm around his charge and walked him into the room to the table, setting down the bowl and gesturing for Hakuryuu to set down the chopsticks.

He'd very purposefully not called Hakuryuu by name when addressing him in the moment. He tended to over use it on a regular basis naturally, but if Hakuryuu didn't give himself away, it would be interesting to see Gojyo's reaction to realizing it was him, as well as how long it took him to catch on.
 
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