Didn't say you were a stranger to it. [ Jake says, feint attempt at a contrary response barely standing up against his obvious relief. Being a dog left little to the imagination, his feelings coming through in the faint thud of his tail against the bedspread. ] Just wanted to make sure you weren't alone here.
[ Maybe Itachi's wondered why Jake bothers to split his nights between the foot of his bed and Finn's. Maybe he's wondered why Jake brought up the subject of Itachi sleeping alone, blanketing his concern in winking innuendos. Or, maybe he hasn't. Jake wasn't fussed either way.
The trajectory of this evening was just one more page in a long, convoluted book with an ending that had yet to be written. ]
Home isn't a place, lemme give you a clue. Home is wherever people care about you... [ Jake croons out a few howling bars under his breath, the sound both quiet and loud in the dark room. He used to sing it to Finn, whenever his little brother found himself adrift in an uncaring world. The tune's sentiment allowed the pair to carry their home with them wherever they went, even all the way here to the Ximilia.
The memories were bittersweet, but Jake had grinned then and he grinned now. ]
I'm done bugging you if you wanna go back to laying down with your eyes closed.
[ Jake hops off the bed without protest, tail still wagging faintly as he approaches the door. There were plenty of things you could say for the way the dog conducted himself, but one fact remains true: Jake simply would not have survived this long without knowing when to take a hint. ]
Sleep tight, Itachi. [ He stage whispers through the rapidly closing crack in the door, letting it shut completely with a soft click and a return to darkness. ]
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[ Maybe Itachi's wondered why Jake bothers to split his nights between the foot of his bed and Finn's. Maybe he's wondered why Jake brought up the subject of Itachi sleeping alone, blanketing his concern in winking innuendos. Or, maybe he hasn't. Jake wasn't fussed either way.
The trajectory of this evening was just one more page in a long, convoluted book with an ending that had yet to be written. ]
Home isn't a place, lemme give you a clue. Home is wherever people care about you... [ Jake croons out a few howling bars under his breath, the sound both quiet and loud in the dark room. He used to sing it to Finn, whenever his little brother found himself adrift in an uncaring world. The tune's sentiment allowed the pair to carry their home with them wherever they went, even all the way here to the Ximilia.
The memories were bittersweet, but Jake had grinned then and he grinned now. ]
I'm done bugging you if you wanna go back to laying down with your eyes closed.
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You are a rather obnoxious little dog.
๏ผ but it is not said without affection, tired and exasperated as it is. then: ๏ผ
You should spend the night with Finn.
๏ผ this is. not a suggestion. ๏ผ
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[ Jake hops off the bed without protest, tail still wagging faintly as he approaches the door. There were plenty of things you could say for the way the dog conducted himself, but one fact remains true: Jake simply would not have survived this long without knowing when to take a hint. ]
Sleep tight, Itachi. [ He stage whispers through the rapidly closing crack in the door, letting it shut completely with a soft click and a return to darkness. ]