Tenth Theory [Action/Voice]

[i_speak_softly]

((Backdated to the 9th, I think.))

[The morning after this, Don comes back to C6, and lets himself into the apartment.]

I'm back.

[His journal is waiting for him. He flips it open.]

Is there a My Friend Got Sent Back to Their Home Dimension support group here? If there isn't... there should be.

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[i_speak_softly]

[And Don is now sleeping standing up. He'll be there if you need him.]

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

[Once he's feeling well enough to try to make it back to bed again, he's surprised Donnie's still outside. Asleep. Raph mentally kicks himself for his selfishness...which really hurts. His head already is pounding like a jackhammer.

He nudges Don gently on the shoulder.]

Hey.

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[i_speak_softly]

Wh - huh?

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

Long night?

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[i_speak_softly]

Nnn. [Rubbing his eyes.] Watching-sleep.

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

[He feels you, bro. He managed about two hours before he started paying for last night's fun. And even though he's feeling a little better, his eyes are still so, so bloodshot.] Where?

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[i_speak_softly]

Polka. Raph - she lost everyone.

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

Yeah. [Raph nods slowly] I know.

[He runs a hand over his face.] Crap, I gotta go check on her today. And go to work.

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[i_speak_softly]

No, Raph - [Gentle push towards the bedroom.] Bed.

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

[He stumbles a little bit from that push. He's still feeling pretty shitty to have proper equilibrium. Still, have a tired glare.]

Yeah, an' when're you goin' to sleep?

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[i_speak_softly]

With you. [Where else? And he notices how sick you still look.] I get wall.

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

[You mean he doesn't have to sleep alone? You have no idea how much better that makes him feel. (Like he'd admit it.)]

Hn. Fine. [Off to bed we slowly go.] Thought you were still mad.

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[i_speak_softly]

I'll be mad when I can think two sentences in a row without forgetting where I started.

[He pulls back the blankets and crawls into bed, on the side nearest the wall. Raph gets to sleep on the outside edge, where he can run for the toilet if he has to.]

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

[Raph collapses face-first beside him with a groan, mumbling into the pillow.] Great.

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[i_speak_softly]

[It takes him a while to fall asleep. It takes him a while longer to fall into the kind of sleep where he isn't still mostly awake, listening for changes in Raph's breathing. But he gets there, eventually.]

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

[About three hours later, Raph flinches awake and lies staring blearily at the ceiling, breathing irregular. He swallows hard, debating on whether or not he should go back to sleep. At least having Don next to him is somewhat soothing.]

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[i_speak_softly]

[Don is dead asleep. Finally. The changed rhythm of your breath isn't enough to wake him from that. But you could, you know, smack him. If you want company in the bathroom or something.]

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

[No, he'll let you sleep. He's feeling better, just bad dreams. He decides to get out of bed as quietly as possible without disturbing Don and try to do something with his life today. He's in desperate need of a distraction.]

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[i_speak_softly]

[He rocks back and forth a little when Raph's weight leaves the mattress, but he doesn't wake up.]

[A short time later, he'll steal the other half of the blankets. It's cold without you, bro.]