just a deck of cards, two fold-out chairs, and the ghost of his wife

[layback]

Date & Time: backdated to near the beginning of the bodyswap!
Location: Rin's apartment
Characters: Rin & Vanadi
Summary: Vanadi is affectionate and drunk, but it's a little weird to try and cuddle with your own body. :[
Warnings: n/a, will update if needed

[ Steph had been kind to escort him this far, but he'd waved her off (with many thanks, naturally) before facing the door to Rin's apartment.

He can't remember who her roommates are, and there's no databank in his brain to scan for the information. Are they the type to stay out late? Because late, it definitely is. Or do they go to bed early? If he knocks, he may wake them up. It may be someone other than his own face that answers the door.

That, he decides, wouldn't be such a bad thing. He knocks sharply, and leans against the door frame afterward. Just to make sure he won't, you know, fall over. Rin's lovely body doesn't need any bruises. ]

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[failvenger]

[VANADI... She gives him a concerned look and then puts a hand on his shoulder - never gonna get over the weirdness of steering her own body - to guide him towards the kitchen.]

Well, sit. I'll put the water on.

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[ He blinks, having lost track of the moment when he stopped standing and started being guided — but yes, alright, this works. He moves along willingly, and obligingly folds down into a chair as soon as it presents itself. ]

Rin—did you know? You look very nice in underwear.

[failvenger]

Ergh, Vanadi, don't make me regret that. [She settles him down in a chair and stumps away to put the water on and begin the tea process. The opportunity to turn her back on him gives her an opportunity to hide her flush too - just a bonus!]

[layback]

I'm only saying! I didn't look that closely — but it was impossible to miss entirely, you know.

[ He folds both arms over the table, then droops down to rest his head atop them. ]

Mmm. And I didn't want to get clothing wet...

[failvenger]

[I'm glad one of us is having fun, she thinks, and then softens it, because this is Vanadi's life and she can't honestly blame him. Settling into a chair and gazing off, sulking:]

I'm glad you're enjoying yourself.

[layback]

[ She might not say it, but he still hears it, alcohol or no. He lifts his head up again, frowning over at her. He stands and moves, trailing one hand over the top of the table as he heads to her. And then, unless Rin moves fast to stop him, he's totally inviting himself to climb straight into her— his own— oh, that's odd— lap.

It's been forever since he was light enough to do this to someone, he has to take advantage of it. ]

I'm sorry. Really— I am. You didn't ask for that body, I didn't ask for that body... no one should have to have it.

[failvenger]

Eep - [She wasn't expecting that in the slightest, so in no way is she ready to evade. Rin flails awkwardly as Vanadi settles down on top of her and then settles, afraid of hurting him if she dislodges him forcefully.

And, in another sense, she doesn't mind being a comfort to Vanadi.]

- no, look, it's not your fault either. I know you didn't ask for it. I'm not mad at you.

[layback]

[ He drapes arms over her shoulders, a chin rested on her shoulder. He can feel the metal there, but it's not quite as cold through the fabric of the shirt as he might have thought. ]

No, I know... but I can still be sorry. For you. I feel badly for it.

[failvenger]

[She is thinking worriedly about what could happen if she gets an erection right now, so her movement in bringing up her arms to put them around Vanadi's back is more hesitant than it might otherwise have been. But she follows through with it anyway.]

... Yeah, well, it's your life. I feel badly for you.

[layback]

You shouldn't. I do enough of it for everyone.

[ That with a laugh, like it's a joke — with the amount of drinks in him, anything is like a joke. ]

But I'm also — sorry, because I like this. I like your body.

[failvenger]

Well... it doesn't surprise me to hear that at all, to be honest.

[layback]

Oh, not just because I like to look at it! Even though you're a human, it's nice. I like it.

[failvenger]

[She pats Vanadi on the back. (This is so weird. Is this how she feels to other people? Kind of small? Though Vanadi isn't so much bigger.)]

Eh... thanks? There must be some way to help with your body too...

[layback]

No, I don't think so. [ He still sounds cheerfully drunk, even as he buries his face in Rin's shoulder. The one of skin, this time. ] But it's okay. You only have to have it for a few more days, yes?

[failvenger]

[Uncomfortably shifting. Soft lips, warm breath, right there against sensitive skin - no. No. Think of cold water. Dead kittens. Dead parents. Absentmindedly Rin raises her hands and rubs Vanadi's back a little, meant to sooth.]

I'll last it out. Don't worry about it, Vanadi.

[layback]

I'm going to, either way...

[ That in a mumble, beginning to lean for sleepy. He stays just as he is for a good few seconds before a sudden thought has him pulling back again to look at her, hopeful and interested. ]

Would you like to make out?

[ Wow, he hasn't phrased it like that since he was fifteen. But he's not in much of a state to be finding poetic ways to phrase it. ]

[failvenger]

[No. No. Don't get a boner. Don'tgetaboner. Rin tries to slip her arms experimentally under Vanadi's knees and around him to shift him up a bit, mostly so she can cross her legs. GOD.]

Well... no?! Not really! Vanadi, you are drunk.

[layback]

[ Oh, please, Rin, he's very familiar with that move. He knows it even when drunk. ]

Nonono, you'll lose lap space! Just— sit. [ There's some minimal resistance here, but mostly he's feeling too lazy to do much against being moved. ] And— why not? It would be nice.

[failvenger]

[She fumbles hucking herself around, but only a little! And now she's bound and determined anyway, set on losing that lap space. She tilts her head away, filled with spinny alarm.]

I can't make out with my own body. That's... that's like incest!

[layback]

[ He spends a few seconds considering that, and... frown. And meanwhile it doesn't much bother him if he loses the spacial battle, here. At least he's still generally in her lap. ]

No it isn't. It isn't anything like incest.

[failvenger]

What else would it be like.

[layback]

It would be like... making out with someone. [ That sentence seems to require more. He pauses, thinking hard, and adds: ] With whom you are very familiar.

[failvenger]

If you never bring it up again I'll give you one kiss.

[layback]

Really?

[ He brightens immediately, pulling back to direct an incredibly hopeful look at... himself. Kissing himself. Weird. Best not to think about it too hard. ]

[failvenger]

If you never bring it up again. And no one else ever finds out. I will give you one kiss.