( he wakes up with a soft whine, a curled fist moving to rub against his eye gingerly, smudging whatever was leftover from his makeup across his temple. confused, he looks around at their surroundings, trying to piece together where they are and how they got there.
flopping back, he sighs, a catlike arch to his back as he stretches. he releases a sleepy sound like an exaggerated hum, draping the back of his hand across his eyes. )
I fell asleep.
( like noctis wasn't already aware. keith peers down at him, moving his hands to cup his face before smoothly sliding down, undoing the knot of his tie and the first few buttons of his shirt that he can reach. he hasn't forgotten that they haven't really had a level minded conversation about their feelings in regards to their fight, but if noctis isn't going to broach the subject, neither is he. he's just happy they aren't yelling anymore, and that noctis is here and safe, despite keith ... not really having done anything to see to that. unless fucking him in the bathroom was all some sort of ruse to keep him out of harm's way - although that's just rotten, and keith isn't nearly manipulative enough to stomach what it'd take to lie to him, even for his own good.
for now, he just looks at his collar fondly, pushing the suit jacket off his shoulders. mission's over - they can at least be comfy now. )
no subject
flopping back, he sighs, a catlike arch to his back as he stretches. he releases a sleepy sound like an exaggerated hum, draping the back of his hand across his eyes. )
I fell asleep.
( like noctis wasn't already aware. keith peers down at him, moving his hands to cup his face before smoothly sliding down, undoing the knot of his tie and the first few buttons of his shirt that he can reach. he hasn't forgotten that they haven't really had a level minded conversation about their feelings in regards to their fight, but if noctis isn't going to broach the subject, neither is he. he's just happy they aren't yelling anymore, and that noctis is here and safe, despite keith ... not really having done anything to see to that. unless fucking him in the bathroom was all some sort of ruse to keep him out of harm's way - although that's just rotten, and keith isn't nearly manipulative enough to stomach what it'd take to lie to him, even for his own good.
for now, he just looks at his collar fondly, pushing the suit jacket off his shoulders. mission's over - they can at least be comfy now. )