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Leon groaned when he was dragged out of his peaceful dreams by heated touches. Upon his cheek to be exact. The voice was familiar but it took him quite a while to realize who it was, groaning in displeasure for a second time before his eyes eased open. Met by light they narrowed almost immediately, hands raising from the mattress to rub at weary lids for a few seconds, corneas stinging a little. He gave a light shake of his head before placing his hands beneath it, looking up at the other with a wide grin plastered upon his features, raising a brow. “Well hello Rosebud. What’s with all the yelling?" He smacked his tongue against his palate as he stretched his muscles a tad, merely by squirming for a brief moment. A matter of seconds. He then sighed as he shut his eyes again, chest heaving up and down slowly in pace with inaudible breaths. "You should get off my chest—" He trailed off as his eyes eased open for a second time, brows knitting into a furrow as he noticed the changes made to his accommodation, squinting as he gazed at the male atop of him once again. "So, do you intend to clean this up hm? I won’t let you out before you do.”

Tossing his head to flip blonde locks to the side, he watched with curious blue eyes, bright behind his eyelashes as he inclined his head, observing the hue of Leon’s irises.  ”Teddy?  What does it mean when your eyes are that color?  Fatigued?  Irritated?  Happy? Hungry?” By nature extremely curious, he found himself at times outside of the bounds of personal space, though he didn’t think that the other would really mind the inquiry.  He was always appeasing his queries and questions, despite the strangeness or the probing nature of them. ”That’s alright.  I like having reasons to break and enter.  Rousing someone from slumber remains one of my favorite things to do.” At the behavior of the vampire, he let loose a titter, laughter tinkling in the crisp morning air. When the arm that had been tossed over his shoulder had been returned to the other’s chest, he had picked it up, curiously bringing the hand to his face to study it, playing with the fingers before lowering it with a pout. ”Take me somewhere pleasant, then.” He himself had forgotten what exactly their plans had detailed, only remembering that it was to happen today, and that the vampire was not yet out.  He had taken a liking to the big oaf, as strange and sometimes reserved he seemed.  He was an endearing oaf, he was.  One could always count on a teddy.  Perhaps that wasn’t entirely true.  He hadn’t made on his promise today.  But for the most part, he was reliable and made for pleasant company.  It was not everyday that you made a friend that wouldn’t mind having their home broken into, though Ren hardly paid attention to such protocol. “I daresay it does.  I’ll have you know, people think my pout positively adorable.” He huffed, crossing his arms over his chest in a show of petulance, though he wasn’t so flustered as all that. It was a good idea, he thought to himself, dropping in like this. This was amusing, to say the least.  Asides, the vampire was quite playful, even just upon waking.  ”Alright, alright.  You’re such a grumpy teddy.”  Floating above the other’s chest so that he could move whichever way he pleased, he laughed. Nodding at the query, his eyes shifted, glinting a mischievous viridescence. “I was unoccupied, and I had wanted to see what would happen.  It was a pleasant experience.” At the switch in language, the fair haired youth hadn’t even registered the change, mouth only opening in the tongue, as he was so used to speaking to spirits that weren’t human as well as conversing between languages of the human nature, that it was only natural to him to respond in the language that was being mumbled. “Je ne suis pas!  Seulement jolie.” Though he had pouted at the comment, a playful grin soon took over his lips, reaching down to pat at his cheek. “That’s quite alright Teddy.  I don’t mind it.  I understand.” Vanquishing the blooms, he smiled.  ”Better?”

As his ears caught the being’s inquiry his brows knit into yet another furrow, lips pursing for a moment as it takes him a few seconds to figure out what meaning the words could have had. In a slumbrous state such as this one, his mind could indeed be slow and as realization struck him his lips parted, a sharp breath drawn as his soft tires shaped a small circle. “That color? I suppose they’re golden today then? It means that I am deprived of sleep as well as put through a period of starvation.” The words were uttered with ease, just as everything else always was. Calm demeanor kept to it’s full extent now when he was finally coming to his senses properly, having been awake for long enough. The sense of comfort embracing every fiber of his body was unfamiliar, but of course he didn’t mind it. The infrequency of the occurrence made it more pleasant and it kept him in a quite jolly mood for once. “You always seem to find reasons for everything, Rosebud." Wrinkles his nose for a moment, raven strands tickling his plain features. "And may I ask why it’s one of your favorite things to do hm? I don’t see the charm with awakening someone, probably because I know how much I dislike it myself." The laughter leaving the fair haired male’s lips sounded like the most harmonic tinkling of bells, and Leon couldn’t help but to enjoy the sound. He gazed at his own hand when Ren played with his fingers, lips tugged upwards, faintly of course, something in resemblance of a smile decorating his weary features. Rare indeed. "And what does "somewhere pleasant” mean?“ He asked, eyes falling shut for a moment as he drew a few heavy breaths, trying to come up with the definition for a pleasant place. For himself, it would be a park, where silence hailed. Or maybe a nice café. Or his own study, where peace always lingered. But seeing as opinions always differed, refraining from asking seemed very risky, and hence he had uttered the previous sentence, waiting for an answer with patience. There was no rush after all.  "People might think your pout is adorable, and I won’t deny that it is, but I still prefer your smile. You’ll get wrinkles if you pout too much." His voice carried a bit of a mocking tone, of curse attempting to joke for once, not knowing how it would go. But it was worth a try. When the male huffed, Leon rose a hand to nudge at his arm, a playful glint in his eyes as they eased open, lingering by neat features. However, his expression soon changed. Eyes narrowing little by little as his lips were pressed together, forming a thin line. "I am not grumpy." He grumbled, hand falling back to his side for a second time, snorting soon as the other being began to hover above his chest. "Unoccupied hm? And that caused you to sit on someone’s face? Poor soul." With that said, he rolled over to lie flat on his stomach, burying his face in the pillow which caused his voice to come out a bit muffled. "No, tu es fou. Mais ne tu inquiétez pas, il n'y a rien de mal à être fou. Et quant à vous, je voulais dire d'une manière positive." It wasn’t until after he had uttered the sentence that surprise washed over him, causing him to rise his head from the pillow. "Wait.. you speak French?" He turned his head to cast a glance upon the figure behind him, curiosity playing upon his features. "Interesting." He then uttered, before returning to his previous position, only to rise his head for a second time shortly afterwards. He gazed at the now cleared room, a subtle nod os his head being his first instinctive response. "Yes, but you could have left some of it in a corner, where it would have been hard to discover it." He stated, closing his eyes, head resting on the side this time as he let it return to the pillow.