CMO for Murder Camp

[le_mat]

Ren currently rooms with Gonta and can be found easily throughout most of the day.

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[le_mat]

[Something about how Nine says it makes Ren's chest hurt, and he turns, leaning on the counter]

So you didn't have another name before Nine?

[linearcrash]

Nope, but I don't really remember anything before Mother brought me there. It's all a huge blank. Like...it all feels empty when I think about it.

[ Rubbing the back of his head as he thinks about it. He doesn't seem bothered by it... just puzzled. ]

[le_mat]

[Still, even if Nine isn't bothered, that does bother Ren a little. So he moves back over to him, draping his arms over his shoulders]

Well, you're Nine either way. You don't feel empty now, right?

[linearcrash]

[ That makes something inside flutter with warmth. Smiling as he puts his hands on Ren's waist. ]

I don't, hey. There's this thief here that took it away.

[ A cute thief. Leaning down to bump foreheads gently. ]

[le_mat]

[He bumps back, like an affectionate cat]

You're so sappy.

[linearcrash]

[ Tilting his head to press his lips against his lightly. ]

You love it though, yo

[ Sliding his hands down to his hips. He's already forgetting the microwave is going. ]

[le_mat]

[Ren kisses back, a slight scrape of teeth-

then pulls away to get the noodles]

We have a sleepover to get to, you know.

[With a hint of tease proving he knows exactly what he's doing]

[linearcrash]

[ His breath catches at that. And then Ren is moving away. Grinning a bit. Yeah, he's totally innocent. ]

Hey, they won't mind if we're a little late.

[le_mat]

'A little late' would be tomorrow morning and you know it. Now eat your noodles.

[He hands them over with a fork]

[linearcrash]

[ True. And he's going to actually take it as a good thing. Letting his hands brush against his as he takes the bowl. ]

Free tomorrow then?

[ Offering is free hand to pull him some where they can sit when he's good to go. ]

Tell me about your friends.