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When Legs opened his eyes it seemed fairly early. He blinked slowly as he took in his surroundings. The soft morning light pouring through the window and onto his body, the soft chittering of dragons walking on the floor, the arms around his tor- wait what.
His face was pressed against the crook of Lukeys neck, the lingering scent of a cologne that had long faded filling his senses. The dirty blonds arm stretched across Leg's left shoulder and ended in the mess of his hair. Olis arms were wrapped around his torso from behind, making his chest flush against Legs back. All of their legs felt so tangled that he didn't want to decipher whos was who. All he could figure out was that their was one between his legs and a ton on top of them.
The worst part wasn't that he was between two fairly buff and tall men, no that was an absolute dream, but that he was the first one awake. The thing with Legs was that onve he was awake he COULD NOT fall back asleep for the life of him. Meaning he was stuck for however long it took for one of the other two to wake up.
Maybe he should wake one if them up? Wait no that would be rude. Maybe he could just stick to his thoughts and zone out or something. Wait no thats not how that works. Ok Legs, just think about a subject and let your thought wander. He could do that. He didn't have to think about the bodys he was squished between. Or about the faint and light cologne. Or the arms all on him. And most definitely not-
Gods, he was a lost cause.
He sighed and resigned to his fate, closing his eyes and melting into the touches.
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By some miracle, he DID fall back asleep. That was the first time in a while since he lived in Thistle Hill. It must've been a while seeing as the warm body behind him was replaced by excess blanket. He aknowleged the pattering sound of water coming from the bathroom. Obviously, this meant Oli was probably showering.
He noticed Lukey was awake after registering his hand, previously resting on his head, was now messing around with his hair. It felt nice. Absentmindedly, he nuzzled into the touch, not even realising he was. He heard a soft laugh and then Lukeys voice.
"Good morning, Legs."
"Mornin'." Why was he being so clingy? It was weird. I mean sure he's never had to share a bed with anyone so maybe it was normal but still! He'd probably ask Juniper about it later. She mentioned she had 4 sisters so maybe she shared with them?
The door to the bathroom creaked open and Oli stepped out, already in his daily attire.
"The bathrooms now unoccupied for whoever wants to shower next." He said in a tone that reminded legs of a train conducter. He smiled at how silly it was, but he wasn't complaining.
"Dibs!" Lukey called out. It didn't really matter, Legs preferred his own body and hair washes. He'd just shower when he got back to the academy because it wasn't something he carried in his void chest. Plus, he didn't want to risk either of them walking in while he was showering. He laid onto his back as Lukey got up, not before giving Legs even more of a bed head, of course.
He stared at the ceiling for a bit and then let out a huff as he got up. It'd probably be best if he got ready, so that they could head back sooner. He was quickly made aware of the dull ache in his chest, consequences of his own actions, of course. He'll be fine. He's delt with worse. Oli was already in his own void chest, for reasons Legs didn't know. He quickly went into his and immediately spotted his clothes from yesterday.
He changed quickly but halfway through buttoning up his top he noticed stains on it, which sucked because it was white. He'd probably just have to borrow one from Oli if he had any spare. Worst case scenario he wears the shirt he slept in. He chucked the stained shirt off and finished putting on everything else, including his boots and accessories.
As he stepped out of the chest he was greeted by the sight of Lukey drying his hair as much as possible with a towel and Oli sitting on the edge of the bed. Their chatting ceased as Legs stepped out.
"Hey Oli, you don't happen to have a spare shirt in your chest do you?" Oli looked dazed, staring blankly at Legs for a moment before seemingly processing his words.
"I- uh- yeah I should- let me go check." I quickly excused himself and went into his chest. Legs turned to stare at Lukey, who was looking at him the same way Oli was a few seconds ago. And then it struck him. He didn't put on a shirt before leaving his chest. He was so used to walking around in just his binder when alone that he must not have registered that he infact wasn't alone. He looked down and the green binder in view only confirmed his suspicions.
"Oh. Suprise?" He put up little jazz hands, which finally snapped Lukeys attention back up to his face. It seemed that along with this his brain also booted up for the first time ever.
"Wait a minute. Legs. Your chest was flat all of last night."
"Oh hahaha reallyyyy... no way..." He laughed nervously and rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.
"Legs."
"Lukey?"
"Oli!" He looked between the other two realized there was probably something serious going on. "Sorry I just heard everyone saying eachothers names. Whats going on?"
"Nothing don't worry abo-"
"Legs slept with his binder on." Lukey interrupted. Oli stared blankly at the space between both of them before his gaze landed on Legs.
"Dude."
Legs was quick to clasp his hands together infront of himself. "PLEASE don't tell Juniper she's going to kill me." The pair shared a look and Legs already knew he was in trouble.
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By the time they left the Tavern Oli and Lukey had forced him into a spare sports bra he kept in his void chest. Lukey gave him his hoodie, opting to wear the spare shirt Oli had, to wear because it was baggier on Legs and mostly hid his figure. It worked out pretty well, actually. Typically he got a sappy speach about how "proud" people were of him for coming out, which was nice but got annoying after the 3rd time.
Well, mostly. He did end up with a speech but it was about his own binding safety. By the time they were halfway to the academy it felt like 'rules of binding' were chiseled into his very being. Not to over exagerate, of course. Thankfully it didn't take long for the conversation to switch. Not unlike the other day, Oli and Lukey chattered away as Legs listened.
Every now and again Oli would start singing short bits of songs whenever someone said a specific lyric in conversation. As funny as it was, he was a really good singer. He enjoyed listening to him, even if the song might get a stuck in his head.
Sooner than Legs thought they would, they got to the top of the steps to the academy. Maybe sooner than Legs wanted. As they got to the main hall they excahnged goodbyes, seeing as Lukey and Oli were in Lupi and Legs was in Feles.
He let out a soft sigh as he stepped into his room, hoisting Gadget out of his bag and letting him scamper about. Now- time to shower and put on some of his own clothes.