Background: Cross has a small apartment in Square District where he is lying low for a while, Claud is his cover. But not literally.
The tiniest RP.
Claud sleep-walks into Cross' room, gets into his bed, and awkwardly snuggles.
Cross rolls over to get his hangover-stopper gatorade and there is a body in the way. Squint?
Cross: oh for the love of - he very discreetly checks if Claud or himself are still wearing clothes.
Cross is pleased to discover yes.
Cross blinks again and decides he doesn't want to deal with this, shoves Claud out of bed swiftly and fakes being passed out. Which is easy. He's exhausted.
Claud only half wakes up disoriented and on the floor. What? he wanders back to bed |U