Goodbye Dollet and Thanks for All the Fish! (backdated to Sept 28)

[om_nom_namur]

Characters: EVERYONE!!! And any "local" NPCs you want to make up
Location: A warehouse down by the wharf
Rating: G+? idk people will do as they will do
Open/Closed/Finished: Open
Summary: It's an excuse to pump dance music really really loudly, tbh.

The party was put together ridiculously fast, but everyone who decided to help went all out, and the place is pretty damn awesome. There are refreshments, strobe lights, a loudass music setup, and lots of space to dance. Come on in and have a blast! Garden will be sailing off in the morning, and then it's back to school. Time to get in that last hurrah!

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[thatched]

"I'd do anythin for you, you know. Even if you didn't." He closed his eyes as he felt Ace's fingers in his hair. It was good and he could relax for real this time and get some of that warm haze back as he let himself drift in the heated water. Funny but he'd never let anyone do this for him but nakama. Not even Celia who he'd cared about probably the most of his--attachments in the Grand Line. Maybe because she'd understood what it meant better than anyone.

But even among his nakama... Marco and...well Izou, but that never counted because he was an asshole and Thatch didn't want to think about it, and now Ace. It was good. It was like home except instead of the bobbing of the ship which he'd forgotten, was the steady hum of the Garden which he'd grown to used to.

Ace was here with him, though. They shared the same fate in a way. Even Namur would share it one day, too. Even Marco. Even if it was a thousand years from now or one stupid stupid day. This was another chance to just...be...before the final call.

"Love you, Ace. You know that right?"

[mera_mera_ace]

Ace's hands never stilled in their work as he lovingly washed the punch from Thatch's hair. He smiled though because while he knew it, it was very nice to hear.

"Yeah, I know. I love you too, Thatchette." He said as he reached for the shower head again. "Close your eyes baby, I'm gonna rinse the shampoo out." He carefully carded his fingers through the wet hair rinsing the soap out. "You want me to condition it or are you sleepy and ready to get out?" Ace asked once he finished. He felt a little bit ridiculous but this is what nakama and more importantly best friends did for one another. They helped each other, even if it meant giving the other a bath at midnight to remove 'punch' from his body.

[thatched]

It probably needed a good condition but the alcohol was hammering into him like a ten ton doom train and, damn, he was tired. He half didn't even want to get out of the warm water, but he really wanted to sleep and that was rare enough for him that he couldn't help but indulge in it. He took Ace's hand, though, and rubbed his cheek over his knuckles.

"Stay with me?"

[mera_mera_ace]

Ace nodded and moved back to help him stand and get out of the tub. Safe on dry land Ace let him go and retrieved a fluffy towel. He dried Thatch off starting with his hair and moving down. Once the man was all dry he wrapped the towel around his waist and had him sit down so he could comb his hair out and prevent it from being unmanageable.

"Alright, you want some boxers or ya just ready to crash?" He asked as he led the dozing man to the bedroom.

[thatched]

It was nice to be taken care of, especially by someone he could trust not to-- someone he could trust. Thatch nearly fell asleep with the rub down and grinned lazily when Ace was done, leaning on him as he was lead to the bedroom.

"Couldn't sleep without boxers. Wouldn' be desent~!" and he put his hands to his mouth in mock surprise, weaving a bit back and forth before burping which he'd needed to do anyway.

[mera_mera_ace]

Ace smiled lightly at Thatch's antics and left him alone long enough to rummage through his drawers for a pair of clean boxers. Returning he helped Thatch slide them on under his towel so he could at least be as decent as possible.

"Alright baby, let's get you into the bed." Ace said softly as he helped the half sleeping man over to his bed. He tucked slid the blankets up to his waist and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead. "Sweet dreams." He wasn't sure Thatch would want him to stay tonight so he moved to step away to head back to his own room.