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[Allen mostly looks tired...and unhappy. Not at Clay, but you know, it's been a long couple of days. But he'll return the hug alright.]

Like I want to deck Zuko.

Ha, yeah... I kinda wanna deck him too, and I don't even know the guy.

[But, you know... come on, there's a guy who's calling the person he loves an idiot, trash-talking him all over the public network... It took a lot just to tell himself not to respond, that it'd be a bad first impression to jump in just to tell him to stop, especially when it seemed to just be a temper tantrum out of frustration at everything else more than anything.]

I'm sorry the whole thing kept up. [He rubs Allen's back with long, slow circles of his palm.] I thought it'd stop after a while.

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[He sighs through his teeth.]

I thought it would too- it had been settled! Sasuke agreed to pay for it! And then he went and dragged the entire network into it!

I'm just... [He makes an annoyed sound. THAT EXPRESSES HIS FEELINGS RIGHT??]

[YEAH... YEAH, IT DEFINITELY DOES. In response, Clay leans back just a bit, just enough to slide his hands around to hold Allen's cheeks and press their foreheads together.]

Makes you wanna scream, huh?

[...yeah that might be an offer there]

[And while he loves the physical contact, he hesitates a little at the offer]

Well...not in your face, I don't.

[Since that'd be pretty rude. He gives another large exhale]

Let's go to that one place, the one I showed you?

[He gives a little snort at that; yeah, sure, he and Apollo would scream in each other's faces just because, but that's kind of... them and their weird ass quirk.]

Mm, okay. Whenever you're ready to go.

[Because it's pretty obvious that Allen likes the physical affection, and Clay doesn't mind staying for as long as he wants it.]

[He gives a little nod and takes a moment more, before pulling away- taking one of Clay's hands as he does so]

Alright, let's go.

[He'll start heading that way. He'll be quiet on the trip, mostly just...lost in thought and occasionally glancing around to make sure no one's following them]

[And he lets Allen lead, keeping quiet himself. As they walk, though, he'll shift his hand to entwine his fingers with Allen's, as a further way to let him know he's there. But as they get closer to their destination, he squeezes his hand a bit as he asks:]

Is Crowley still in your room?

[He gives a slight headshake, glancing over at him]

No...he's staying in Ino's office for now. We figured that'd be a better place for him to drink and hide for a bit.

[Ino's office, huh...]

That's a good idea. It's pretty quiet there... And people don't need to sleep there either. [Since, you know, that was a problem with Allen's bed and all]

Mm. Hopefully he'll sort himself out after the next shuffle is over. I think he's really worried one of the Castiels will end up on his ship.

So Pathstone still has space for them?

No, but with his luck you never know.

Ah, yeah... [Literally knowing nothing about Crowley's luck, Clay just agrees and hopes for the best. His ship's filled to the brim, too.]

Did you wanna stay another night? Or are you going to head back to the Blue Fish after this?

I don't know... [He gives a sigh]

I feel like if I go back to the Blue Fish right now, I'll have to deal with someone lecturing me about Zuko. About how he's going through a lot, and this is just how he is... [Just like when he gets into spats with Katara. He runs his free hand through his hair]

I'd rather stay pissed at him for a bit.

[He smiles a bit, slowing down as they start to reach the elevator shaft.]

Well, you're absolutely welcome to stay pissed over at the Vanquish if you want. No lectures from us, I promise.

[Sometimes you just need to stay mad for a while, Clay can understand that. But as soon as they reach the elevator doorway, Clay turns to wrap his arms around Allen's neck, his smile turning into an anticipating grin. Well, well?]

Go on, go on! Spider-man me up.

Thank you. I truly appreciate that.

[He was grateful for Clay. He cared for the rest of his friends, but honestly...it felt good, having someone who was completely on his side at this moment.]

[And honestly, his grin and what he says is enough to actually get a bit of a smile out of Allen. You nerd]

Alright, alright. [He leans forward to give Clay a kiss on his forehead before he looks for that ledge. A moment later he finds it, takes careful aim and-]

[Fwoosh! Up they go!]

[Clay knows perfectly well that it's more complicated than just a blender issue, that Zuko probably had a meltdown unrelated to this whole thing, that they should talk it out and everything... but sometimes, that has to wait for a bit. Wait for both sides to cool down, or else it'll only get worse. He has no idea how to deal with Zuko, and frankly, he doesn't really want to at the moment, not after hearing what he had to say about his boyfriend. Sure, in the future, but not right now. Right now, he'll deal with Allen's side of the cooling down process.

Which meant not giving him trouble about this, not giving him grief or trying to tell him that he ought to talk it out, but just letting him blow off some steam and be angry for a while. Just - Be there, as a support and as a friend, as someone who cares for him and wants to help pick him back up again, get him to walk again. Then he can push him back to talking things out with his crew again.

But anyway. The confirmation and the kiss makes him start to bounce on his heels a bit, and then - UP THEY GO.

Clay lets out a "WHOO", and then laughs - God, he could never get tired of doing something like this. It's such a thrill, flying through the air with only Allen for support - yet he has full trust in his boyfriend to not let go of him.]

[And of course he holds onto Clay, that isn't even a question. He holds onto him tightly, feeling a swell of pride when Clay reacts so happily to this little thrill, despite his other feelings. It was hard when Clay was around to be completely miserable. The guy was just so earnest and so bright- how could you not be affected by it]

[Like before, he swings them forward when they reach the opened door- landing on his feet into the room with the view. There's no planet outside, what them being between systems. But from the window you can see a good number of ships from the fleet, as well as the occasional shuttle flying around]

Ah...good. Looks like no one's found this place yet.

So we're all alone here?

[Clay gives him another kiss on the cheek before he lets go of Allen, jogging forward a bit to take in the sight. There's no planet or aurora, but the sight was still beautiful to him. All of space was like that for him. He presses his hands to the window as he looks outside, wondering if the fleet members or those in the shuttles can see them at all.]

It'd be nice if this could be just our place, you know? Just a place to go when we want to get away for a while.

Looks like.

[He follows after him, at a slower pace and watching Clay more than the sight that he's viewing.]

It would be...maybe next time we can bring a few pillows and blankets with us. Make it more comfortable.

That'd be cool. [He looks wrapped up in what's in front of him, like he's counting every star and taking in every groove of the ships out there. It really is a wonderful sight, and it'd be a great place to go to see whatever phenomena is out there up close.] Maybe I can swipe some blankets from Katie's office. She's got a whole blanket fort in there, you know? I swear she took one of mine.

[When he reaches Clay, he'll stand by his side, wrapping one of his arms around the back of Clay's waist]

A blanket fort, really? That's impressive.

I can snag some things too. We got several fur blankets from the last planet, I'm sure we could spare a couple.

So that's blankets taken care of. Now we just need pillows.

[At first, Clay moves one hand to blindly reach for Allen's shoulder - before he realizes what he's doing, keeping his eyes and his attention on the sights in front of him rather than what's right there with him. With that little reminder, he finally turns his head to look at Allen with a smile while settling his arm around his shoulder, bent at the elbow enough to lightly stroke the back of his neck with his fingertips.]

You're amazing, you know that?

Oh?

[He looks curious]

What makes you say that?

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