for Asher [power plot]

[speakscanadian]

Sometimes, just sometimes, there were mornings when waking up to the sound of the ocean seemed almost normal. Today was one of those days and Ray found his frownline softening and his mouth curving up before he'd even opened his eyes. He knew Asher was there without needing to look and so he let himself lay quietly for a little while longer, still

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[asher_talos]

Feeling Ray squirm beside him, Asher grumbled. He thought he woke up early enough on a daily basis, without any added help from Ray. Rather that risk kicking Ray off of his own bed, Asher rolled over so his back was facing the other man, letting out an agitated puff of air.

[speakscanadian]

Man, it sounded like Asher had one helluva cold, which totally meant he needed warming up in Ray's opinion. With a sleepy yawn, he pushed up to an elbow with bleary eyes and lifted his free arm to sling over Asher's body, chin homing in to rest on his shoulder.

What his arm wrapped around instead was cool and rough, kinda like an alligator's hide. He squeezed his eyes briefly before opening them.

They stayed open - very, very open - and for a moment, he was frozen where he was. It was beyond comprehension. It was so unnormal that it made waking up next to Asher seem like an every second occurance.

He had a freaking dinosaur in his bed and not in a metaphorical way. That was the moment Ray started screaming and pulling away and scrambling as fast as he possibly could to get out of the bed. It wasn't necessarily in that order though.

[asher_talos]

When the screaming began, Asher snapped awake, trying to sit upright, but only succeeding in flopping around on his side like a fish out of water until he rolled off the edge of the bed.

"What?!" Asher said, pushing himself up with taloned front claws. "What is it?!" It better have fucking been good. If Ray wasn't actually about to die, Asher would make sure he'd wish he were after that awakening.

...taloned front claws?

Once it clicked, it was Asher's turn to scream, only his came out as a series of high screeches and hollow barks, before he started charging around the cramped area in a blind panic.

[speakscanadian]

"HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT!" Leaping from the bed, Ray covered his ears and landed a little off balance, flinging an arm out to stop himself from falling. Those that fell in Jurassic Park never got up again. "I'm gonna die!"

It was only when he was halfway to the door that he noticed the flowers. Springing up around his feet, circling his knees and entwining themselves together. Every one was brightly coloured and sweet smelling and no amount of hopping on the spot unstuck them from his feet. They were the flowers for his grave, he could tell.

"Asher!!!" He yelled, already thinking the worst. His bofriend was probably mulch in the dinosaur's stomach. This was what he got for thinking maybe the island wasn't so bad just for one morning.