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Bushed
Allen was dead tired.
He almost had to drag himself to walk and to drive himself home just to end his already miserable day. All he wanted to do was to bury his tired body to his soft bed and sleep like there's no tomorrow; dream of white plains, of Mana, and of many, many things.
He didn't get enough sleep yesterday and his paper works were piling up on his desks like peanut shells, much, much to the white-haired man's dismay. Lavi was being loud the entire day, making Allen's head blotched with an almost unbearable headache. The red-hair was telling him something about 'beach' but he didn't quite get why the heck the President's son was so excited when the season does not exactly suggesting to go skinny dipping in some seashore because of so much cold. It's almost December after all. His eyes were all puffed up, making it impossible to stay long in front of his computer, thus, hindering him to finish his job on that day. His back ached and his legs were all wobbly from going up and down (the elevator on their floor wasn't exactly cooperative that day; it decided to stop working when Allen was almost a walking zombie. Just freaking great). He almost cursed the staircase and the elevator as well because of so much frustration (he was almost tempted to kick the inanimate stair just for the heck of it). He was shivering like a frozen and drenched hedgehog and he was sneezing like hell.
In short, his entire day was a complete mess.
Lavi asked him to leave to office earlier than the usual time but he refused the special treatment. Lavi was his friend, but he was also Allen's immediate superior and there's no way in hell that he'll take advantage of his boss. Lavi pouted, giving him his infamous bear hug (saying that Allen doesn't have to act all formal with him and all that) that almost doused him dry, his soul almost had to leave his earthly body. Too bad he didn't pass out that time.
Allen just sighed as he continued dragging his body to his apartment. He searched for his keys at the bottom of his messy bag and gently unlocked the door, careful not to make any noise. He doesn't want to disturb the little boy inside from his slumber. He faintly smiled as he remembered the sweet kid. He carefully strolled on the living room up to his room. He will first get rid of his office uniform and then take a look at the sleeping Yuu just to be sure that he was wearing his pajamas and he was tucked in in his comforter and comfortable. He was about to open the door when he realize that it wasn't locked at all. Then he heard faint murmurings inside his room.
"… and then I'll massage his temple and his shoulders. Like this."
Allen curiously peeped inside the room in the small opening of the door and he saw Yuu, sitting in his bed while cuddling his Tasmanian stuff toy that was as big as him. He was massaging the toy's shoulders while gently tapping its head.
"And then I'll gonna wash his face with a damp towel so that he'll feel refresh. Of course I have to wash the towel first just to make sure that it's clean and it won't irritate Allen's white skin. And then I'll I'll kiss him," Kanda leaned to his toy and kissed it to its right cheek, "and I'll say, 'Goodnight, Allen. Sweet dreams."
Allen couldn't bring himself to enter the room and tell the kid that he should be sleeping by now because he felt his legs unexpectedly gave up on him and breathing suddenly became so hard. He sat there at the back of the door, mouth gaping while trying to decipher what he will going to do next.
Then he smiled.
Allen smiled and finally closed his tired eyes, clutching his bag, and succumbed to his exhaustion while hugging his two knees he brought next to his chest and face, Yuu's gentle murmurs at the other side of the door lulled him to sleep despite the cold floor.
Allen was dead tired.
But he was happy nevertheless.
"…then I'll pat his soft hair and he will be sleeping in no time. And I'll make sure that he's warm and comfortable and I'll hug him again in his sleep. I will tell Allen how much I love him and that I don't want to lose him, ever. And then…"
…ove you, Y…uu…
Allen peacefully drifted away.
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Kanda looked at the clock inside Allen's room. It's already eleven in the evening but Allen wasn't home yet. He got tired talking to himself while he was waiting for Allen in his room and decided to call the white-haired man on his phone. Kanda was already getting worried. He also thought of calling that stupid usagi but after thrashing inwardly in objection, he changed his mind and proceeded in calling his guardian. Then he heard Allen's ring back tone filling his ears - right outside Allen's door.
Allen's here!
Kanda immediately threw the phone on the bed and hurriedly opened the door when he felt something heavy pushing the door at him. Then he saw strands of white hair peeping through the slightly opened crack.
"Allen?"
He carefully pushed the door and he wiggled himself out of the small opening that he made and saw his guardian, now peacefully sleeping on the floor, head tilted on the left side of his shoulder while his bangs were overly covering his whole face.
"Allen?" Kanda called again as he nervously examined the limp body of his guardian. He sighed when he confirmed that Allen was indeed, just sleeping.
In the floor.
In this, cold, cold floor.
Kanda sighed. Then an idea suddenly flicked on his mind.
Many blankets.
Kanda smiled as he gently opened the door in his room and gathered as many blanket as he could. Then he dropped some of it on the floor and carefully tucked it on Allen. Afterwards, he wiggled himself close to Allen's body and wrapped two blankets on his body and wrapped the other one on both of them, making them looked like a giant wrapped shanghai rolls.
Kanda smiled despite himself and snuggled on his guardian's warm chest as he hugged the man close to him. He gently probed his hands on Allen white locks, interlocking his digits to the soft manes, patting the white-haired man at the same time.
"Goodnight, Allen. Sweet dreams."
Kanda smiled when he heard the young man purr…
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Author's Notes: Totally unexpected. This chapter, that is. [Sighed] I was totally drained this last few days and I'm tired. Dunno why though. That's why this chapter was a little bit late. Sorry… ^_^ But because many of you guys reviewed (a total of 15 reviews!) last chapter, I decided to give this one a go despite of the horrendous exhaustion that I'm currently feeling. That's how much I love you people! Again, thanks to all of you who read and reviewed.
And I'm still waiting for those people who faved and alerted this fic but didn't even said a word. ^_^ Hahaha.. I'll be really happy to hear your comments and whatnot! And to those who already reviewed – really… THANKS A LOT!
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Okaaay... now, how about some mind-wrecking reviews? Anyone? ^_^