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[♕leopold♕]

Leopold barely held himself back from rolling his eyes once more. He wasn't even that heavy, there was no need for Jeong to groan so dramatically like that. "Oh, yes, of course. I cannot believe I forgot you had real muscles and bones. I was under the impression you were a robot, you know, with the squishy skin?" He probably wasn't making much sense, but he technically wasn't supposed to know about that because his parents thought it stupid so all he knew about those 'robots' was that their skin was fake and very soft.

He scrunched up his entire face as Jeong ruffled his hair, moving to swat his hand away. "You'll mess it up!" Of course, he wasn't actually mad; his shoulders seemed to lose some of the tension that had crept into them as he relaxed. Even after all this time, there was a bit of him that expected Jeong to judge him for it, tell him that the lie had gone on too long, or that he was grown up now so he'd have to stop pretending.

As Jeong moved to grab the bag, Leo's gaze followed him, watching as he pulled out the bag. He could feel whatever anxiety he might've had about his period disappearing; at least Jeong had some things he could use. When Jeong held the bag out, he grabbed what would be the most comfortable for him, because he wasn't going to use anything uncomfortable unless he absolutely had to. "Yes, we'll have to find some more.. Although, if we can't find painkillers, just being able to hold something warm over my stomach will suffice. That usually helps."

He kept his gaze on Jeong as the older man left the room, waiting for the door to be closed completely before he made his way over to the bags. Leo glanced into each before pulling the one with clothing closer to him and digging through it, trying not to unfold it all. It took him a few minutes to find something that wouldn't make him look too bad. His head shook from side to side as he stood with the clothes in his arms and went to change. He really had to talk to Jeong about his taste in clothing. He took his time to get dressed, carefully tucking the shirt in and straightening everything to make sure it looked decent. Leo's nose scrunched up a bit as he looked down at himself; the pastel sure did make him look yellow, but at least he didn't look even paler from wearing all dark clothing.

Once he was changed, he bundled up his dirty clothes in his arms and slid out the door. "I'm finished." He spoke as he threw his dirty clothes back into his own room.



"SPEECH"