[PRP] Want Some Rye? 'COURSE ya do... [Etzer/Uller]

[Bronze Coffee]

"Yeah, no. I'm trying to get you clean first. Going to need to strip your bed too." He'd also hide the bottle of whatever the boil had been drinking. Uller wasn't going to tolerate dating a drunk. He sighed slowly and just grabbed one of the man's stupid sponge things and his soap and passed it to him. "So finish stripping down and shower. I'm... going to go straighten your room up, mn?"

With a pat to the head, Uller stripped off the coat he wore to protect the other students from his cold temperatures and headed out of the bathroom.

Kanth

 

[Fethery]

"Yeah." Etzer replied, waiting until Uller left before he stripped, feeling numb to the core. He was glad - kind of? - that the other boil was back, but they'd both lost so much time.

Etzer knew he'd squandered all his time away instead of throwing himself into his studies and moving forward with his life, but on the other hand... Uller had been his very first love. Sure, at first, it may have been a teasing fling, but the frost demon had found himself growing fond of the other, and actually caring about someone else other than himself.

Maybe Uller had left because Etzer hadn't shown he cared enough? Maybe he hadn't put forth the right amount of effort. Maybe this whole leaving bit had been his fault.

Turning the shower onto almost scalding hot, the blue demon sat on the floor in the shower, putting his head in his hands as he crossed his legs, letting the water cascade over his body, not caring that it numbed him on the outside to match what he felt on the inside.

"Is it really worth it, though?" He found himself asking to nothing, so close to the breaking point again. He'd lost times of how much he'd cried. "Am I worth it?"

Saint Sergio

 

[Bronze Coffee]

Uller sighed slowly as he just tried to pick up the other's room. It was a mess. It was his fault it was this way, that Etzer was this way. His ears drooped, as well as his tail as he sorted through what was clean, putting that away, and what was dirty.

Maybe they just weren't good for one another. Or maybe he wasn't good enough for Etzer. Uller's leaving had this much of an impact on him. It honestly surprised the Stag. He pushed a hand through his hair as he waited, rubbing over his face in an exasperated manner before just sitting on that liquor soaked bed. Slowly he got up and just pulled those blankets and sheets off, shoving them to the side for a minute before trying to find new ones.

"Etzer?" He called after a minute, wandering back to the bathroom. "Etzer where do you keep the spare sheets?"

Kanthulhu

 

[Fethery]

Etzer blew bubbles in his bath water.

He was half submerged, idly flicking water across the tub with his finger and thumb, phased out and not paying attention to what Uller was saying.

He kind of heard. Something about bedsheets?

Raising his head out of the water, Etzer frowned as he tried to remember. He hadn't done laundry in a while, but he figured that he would have a few spare sheets in the closet.

"Next to... the bathroom? I think?" He answered, before sinking back down in the water. Blowing bubbles again.

Saint Sergio

 

[Bronze Coffee]

Uller looked toward the bathroom, sighing a little and then frowned. This... physically hurt him. He did this to Etzer, but he was going to stay and make things right. Even if it was the last thing he did. Uller pushed white hair out of his way as he looked in the closet indicated, grabbed some clean sheets, and set about making Etzer's bed nice and comfortable for him.

Usually he would spout that this was beneath him. He wasn't a maid and shouldn't be having to make someone else's bed, but.. Etzer needed someone to take care of him.

"Are you clean in there yet?"

Kanthulhu

 

[Kanth]

"Yes?" Came the halfhearted reply, before Etzer stared dully at the soap, breathing in and sighing out as he grabbed it and began to scrub himself. It was a weak motion but the soap still did its work, pulling grime off of his skin that he hadn't known was there.

Ew.

Shivering, the frost demon made sure to get every inch of skin, even between his fingers and toes.

Scrub, scrub, scrub, until the water was brown.

Finally satisfied with his skin, Etzer drained the tub and turned on the shower, making sure the curtain was inside before he rinsed off and rolled his arms and shoulders, hearing the satisfying pop of the joints.

Turning off the hot water entirely, he stepped out and wrapped the towel around his body, wanting nothing more than to drip dry. And pounce into his bed.

Honestly, he just wanted more sleep.

Saint Sergio

 

[Bronze Coffee]

Uller's ears flicked this way and that before he was satisfied that the man was indeed scrubbing himself. Sighing, he just continued to clean up Etzer's room. He threw bottles away, hid open ones, tip toed around and just dusted things off, wrinkling his nose. It's like the boil just stopped caring about everything.

And that's when Uller once again realized this was his fault. He sighed softly and waited in the now clean room for his boilfriend to come out.

The sight of him in a towel should do things to his lower regions, but right now Uller wanted to get Etzer into bed and sleep next to him.

This was more emotional and draining than he thought.

Getting up again, he shifted to grab another towel and started to dry the demon's hair, careful of his horn. Uller took the opportunity of standing behind him to kiss the back of his neck softly.

"...I love you."

Was that fair?

Kanth

 

[Kanth]

Etzer seemed to sober at that, staring at the wall as he adjusted his towel. His mouth tasted like sandpaper, and the aftertaste of alcohol didn't sit well with him - it was a burning sensation he wanted to get rid of, but he'd deal with it for now.

Turning to regard the deer with tired, sullen, cold eyes, the frost demon seemed to hunch over and frown further.

"... why did you leave, Uller?"

He didn't realize how much of his heart he'd given this boil, and once the boil was gone... it seemed like there was nothing but a gap. Etzer didn't want to do anything. He hadn't gone to classes. He hadn't done homework. He was well behind in his knob year, and he hadn't seen his brother in ages.

Etzer looked very, very tired.

Saint Sergio

 

[Bronze Coffee]

"...I'll tell you after some sleep," he whispered softly, shifting to pet through the demon's hair, brows knitting. Uller took a deep breath and leaned in and kissed Etzer's head softly. The decision to lay down next to him happened. So he did. He laid down beside the other and just reached out to thumb that pale cheek.

Studying the man's face, a wave of guild and complete sadness washed over him and he scooted closer to him. Uller leaned in and kissed him slowly. He made it a close mouth kiss because the man was suffering drunkenness and a possible hangover, and that didn't make for a very appealing thought. He swallowed thickly and pressed their foreheads together.

"I love you."

Kanth

 

[Kanth]

"I love you too." The words came easily, and most definitely from the heart, but Etzer just felt like it was forced now, that nothing was really worth it anymore.

He felt like a drowned rat, really.

Reaching up with his arms, Etzer wrapped them around Uller and hugged him tightly, silent as he just enjoyed the other's closeness.

Would this last?

The frost demon wasn't sure of anything anymore.

Saint Sergio