[Endo trying to get up in his personal space is something Accelerator had clocked, but with everything else in his head causing a veritable tsunami of complicated thoughts of feelings it doesn't occur to him that he's leaning and leaning and about to fall out of the bed until it nearly happens. That sharp jerk freezes his brain for a split second, which is enough to provide him some mental clarity. He blinks, and one singular thought takes over:
Wow, what a dork.
As funny as a concussion would have been, a head injury would be a poor addition to all of those injuries so it's good it didn't actually happen. Having to get a nurse would be a pain in the ass.
Since Endo dissolving into painful laughter affords him the time to sort himself out Accelerator takes it, exhaling and quietly sitting back in his chair. Another sip of coffee, and he decides that yeah, this is funny. It's ridiculous, him overthinking shit is ridiculous, and honestly, getting to tease Endo back a bit feels nice. Maybe it's because insulting people is something he's way more comfortable with than trying to unravel the black box that is relationships and sex. Maybe Endo's laughter is just really infectious. He doesn't know, he doesn't really care.
He lets out a small, amused huff, and when he replies his tone is incredibly dry.]
No? Don't tell me you want to be treated with kid gloves.
[He isn't serious about that at all. There's no way it's true, but the mental image of Endo wanting to be treated gently after what he dished out earlier is funny in an ironic kind of way.]
they're both doofuses omg
Wow, what a dork.
As funny as a concussion would have been, a head injury would be a poor addition to all of those injuries so it's good it didn't actually happen. Having to get a nurse would be a pain in the ass.
Since Endo dissolving into painful laughter affords him the time to sort himself out Accelerator takes it, exhaling and quietly sitting back in his chair. Another sip of coffee, and he decides that yeah, this is funny. It's ridiculous, him overthinking shit is ridiculous, and honestly, getting to tease Endo back a bit feels nice. Maybe it's because insulting people is something he's way more comfortable with than trying to unravel the black box that is relationships and sex. Maybe Endo's laughter is just really infectious. He doesn't know, he doesn't really care.
He lets out a small, amused huff, and when he replies his tone is incredibly dry.]
No? Don't tell me you want to be treated with kid gloves.
[He isn't serious about that at all. There's no way it's true, but the mental image of Endo wanting to be treated gently after what he dished out earlier is funny in an ironic kind of way.]