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[When you live with crew members who are neat freaks and will gladly destroy his zen to see his room nice and tidy... You gotta take some extra precautions, man.

Still, that gets him to stop his nudging of papers for a moment, a bit surprised by that. Again, living with crewmates who are neat freaks - or think it's adorable. Then he gives a grin, feels his face flush, and runs a hand through his hair.]

Really? I always got the opposite back home. People think since I work so hard, I must be a neat freak too.

Yeah, really.

[He takes his bag off his shoulder and drops it onto the bed]

I mean, I don't see any dirty dishes or gross things, so it's not a pig sty. It's just clutter, because you're busy and got your mind on other things.

[And a little teasingly] Besides, if you were a neat freak, your hair would've driven you mad by now.

[That gets him to laugh, mostly about the hair, but - wow, Allen got it right on the money there. It feels like his mind's always jumping to other things, and his room probably reflects that.]

Yeah, yeah... I should probably get a haircut when we get to another planet. [It's getting a bit longer, therefore a bit shaggier/poofier, and we don't want a Taichi running around.]

You're right, though. [He'll go ahead and sit on the bed, seeing how there isn't much place else to sit.] A lot of the time, I just don't think about cleaning up until I'm too tired to do it. [He shrugs a bit] Besides, I already know where everything is, and organizing everything just makes me lose it all.

Ha- I'll admit I hope you won't cut it too short. I like that it looks messy.

[It makes him feel like he can run his fingers through it without worrying about messing up a hairdo. Though yeah, probably should cut it before birds start nesting in it]

Then that's fine. [He smiles and moves to sit on the bed next to him] I promise not to organise anything while I'm here.

Edited 2015-12-09 06:44 (UTC)

[He leans in, an exaggerated pout on his face.]

Would you still love me even if I cut it too short?

[Which... he wouldn't, since he likes his hair to be at a certain length and no shorter as well. Now that Allen's sitting by him, he'll lean over to rest his head on his shoulder, letting out a quiet groan as he does so.]

Thank you. I've got a couple of crewmates here who'd love to do that if I gave them the chance. [Hence him looking around before opening the door, yep]

[He grins and lifts his hand to brush some of Clay's hair off his face]

I'd love you even if you shaved it off or dyed it green. [Though that doesn't mean he couldn't whine about it]

Really? That's annoying- do you have to lock up when you leave the ship?

[Clay laughs quietly at that, a light bit of red on his face, and ducks his head for a second to pull off his visor and set it aside. This way it won't get in the way of hair brushing or kissing or whatever. And with it off, Clay runs a hand through his own hair, letting it floof out of its hat-placement a bit.]

Yup. Last time I didn't, I came back, and all my stuff was neatly in place and all cleaned up. Took me forever to get it back to this.

[He laughs]

That's incredible. Who came in here and did that?

Probably Pearl. She's the one who likes to keep things neat and tidy. Koushiro would just look at me like... [He looks at Allen with a face that is so full of judging.] That. But probably not do anything about it.

Pearl... [He takes a moment to think about it] ...That's the one who said I should be thrown into lava, right?

... Wait, what?

[Miiiight need to jog his memory a bit there]

Oh, remember? When I asked anonymously for advice about the 14th? Someone suggested I throw the person possessed into lava.

Oh... Oh, right!

[Now he remembers; he saw that comment and thought about apologizing for his crewmate, but figured she was a grown space rock and could handle it on her own.]

Yeah, she, uh... comes from a pretty different version of Earth than ours.

Mm, she mentioned she was a Gem.

[He shrugs and gives a smile]

It's alright. It was just a misunderstanding.

[He smiles in response, then wraps an arm around Allen's waist and leans in to kiss his cheek]

Well. For the record, I'd totally vote against throwing you in lava.

[He laughs as he leans into that hold, pulling off a glove and putting his hand on his shoulder]

Why thank you, Cowboy.

Just don't get thrown in too yourself. She might do it if it means your room stays clean forever.

[And he looks over-dramatically horrified, though he doesn't move much, seeing how he'd like to keep Allen's hand on his shoulder there.]

No. I'll haunt this room and never let it stay clean!

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