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[orangehoodie]

You didn't take me to Vegas saying we were going to jump into a pool of brainwashed attackers. We didn't know it was gonna happen. [He shakes his head and sighs.] I have dumber ideas than you.

[pheromonecoffee]

I should've prioritized getting you to safety. I didn't realize they'd attack you.

[And then he is pulling Ken close and tightly holding onto him because he has run the worst case scenarios in his head a hundred times.]

[orangehoodie]

[Oh. Oh he wasn't expecting that. He blinks in surprise and is still for a moment before he raises his arms to wrap them around Matt in return.]

I don't think anyone thought that. But I'm here, and I'm okay. I promise.

[pheromonecoffee]

I want you to stay that way. I need you to. [Please. He doesn't want to lose people.]

[orangehoodie]

I will. You don't have to worry about me going away from you.

[He holds him back tightly, and his fingers curl in Matt's shirt.] I promise.

[pheromonecoffee]

I mean it. Do everything you can to be safe. I get scared, too, you know.

[orangehoodie]

I will. I won't go anywhere. You stay safe, too, okay?

[pheromonecoffee]

Who's going to keep an eye on you if I don't?

[orangehoodie]

[He takes one hand and hits him. Lightly. And leans a little on him. Just a little.] Exactly.

But, I was saying with Nadia, we might try to take some classes. Self defense... I can't have a spear on me all the time, and it'll be better than nothing.

[pheromonecoffee]

[Matt ruffles his hair.]

Sounds like a smart plan. And to think I tutored you.

[orangehoodie]

I'm glad you're alive.

[pheromonecoffee]

Like a crowd could kill me? I wasn't hurt badly.

[orangehoodie]

You're a fucking liar. [Another weak punch.] You were fucked up and you know it. We both were. [He usually tries not to swear so much around people. But he huffs and holds on tightly to Matt.]

[pheromonecoffee]

Nothing life threatening. The hospital cleared me about that when I woke up, anyway.

[He shakes his head.] Don't curse, though. Not old enough. You haven't earned the privilege.

[orangehoodie]

... I'm fourteen.

[Totally old enough.]

[pheromonecoffee]

Barely.

[orangehoodie]

[He drops his head on Matt's shoulder.] How old do I have to be?

[pheromonecoffee]

Older than me.

[orangehoodie]

Older than you are now or older than you in general because I don't think I can do the latter.

[pheromonecoffee]

That's the point, Ken.

[orangehoodie]

[He SIGHS, but he just falls quiet, still holding on.]

I'm glad dad decided to make you tutor me. That we're friends.

[pheromonecoffee]

It's not going to change. I promise.

[orangehoodie]

I won't let it. I'm really possessive. If you left it up to me I'd never let you leave.

[pheromonecoffee]

I think your dad's a little bit mad at me. That's probably a bad idea.

[orangehoodie]

Well. [He shrugs, though it's weird to do when you're holding on to someone.] It can't be helped, right? I guess even if he has a gazillion already, I'm still his kid... he's still my dad. He was just worried. I don't think he thinks it's all your fault, but he doesn't know what to be mad at.

[A pause. And he tightens his hold a little.] It's... over now, though. Kind of. Right?