[let's be honest he doesn't bother bringing hige to the office anymore... welcome to the bedroom, again, where chuuya is propped up against a few pillows. there's a glass in his hand, another hovering in the air for higekiri.]
[nice, he's leaning into the touch even as he sips on his wine]
Mm... I suppose.
Then... since my brother and Her Lordship both possess restrictions on how they may protect others - I would feel uneasy burdening them with the task of my brother's safety each week.
So I was wondering if I might ask again if there is a way to be awake as long as he is awake - or to be alerted if the demon plans to target him.
[oh... he presses another kiss to chuuya's temple]
... mm, I understand.
Then... is there anything left for me to find - that could help him?
[it's hard out on these streets without a role - it feels like even for all the information that he gets, there's not all that much that he can do with it, and his alternatives aren't showing up much opportunity either]
[higekiri leans into the touch automatically, following it - what good is a sword that isn't in the hands of another? even if he's a treasure, he'd rather be with people than not]
Haha, you want to know what can be done for me...?
[there's a beat of a pause before he just hums]
... Let me stay for a while, and grant me permission to keep coming by. That's all.
-you're not supposed to turn that around on me, you know.
[chuuya huffs out a short laugh, but... that warms him a little, actually. he hadn't entirely expected higekiri to keep showing up every day-- every other day, maybe, a couple times a week-- but hearing higekiri say he wants to be allowed to stay and that he wants to keep coming to see him...
he leans into higekiri, resting against him.
getting close is something he tries to avoid, but none of the people he's allowed himself to attach to are here. it's just him, trying to do this job and get back to his own work and his own people-- it's a little lonely.
less so, right now. he's busy trying not to think about that.]
[but it's just a brief, easy tease. when chuuya shifts, higekiri moves to accommodate him, pressing closer so that it's easier for the two of them to fit against one another. his lips place another kiss to chuuya's temple as he settles in.]
... I know that I ask for a lot, you know? [it's what he does by default, a sword on a mission] And even though I wouldn't mind if any of those things were fulfilled...
[he shrugs briefly before letting his head fall atop chuuya's, humming]
Honestly... quit saying things like that, I'm going to get used to it at this rate.
[he says it lightly--
but he means it. they see each other every day, and he's having to sit on the urge not to respond to higekiri's summons, to ignore the pictures and force distance. that might be the better thing to do-- he would if he weren't a host.
he would. he really would. at least, he tells himself so.
[there's just a tilt of his head, gently confused because - ]
Would it truly be such a bad thing if you were to get used to it?
[he can't imagine why it would be. isn't it nice to receive kind words? to be able to get attention from people? he rather enjoys it as a treasure, and doesn't mind giving it out in equal measure.]
Maybe I am not remembering correctly... but I think I remember saying that I am in your care.
[i have to do this before i answer that new request thanks
but the fact that it's nice is the entire problem-- the trouble with getting used to it is that it's going to end. he's just going to have to adjust, at some point, to higekiri's absence.
and while he doesn't move away from higekiri, remaining close, he isn't quite looking at him either.]
...that's not really a position I'm used to being in, Higekiri.
[a slight shake of his head, there, but it's not a no either.]
[ . . . he hums softly before shrugging just a bit because - ]
... I don't know if I really care, to be honest, if it's something you're used to...
[a little careless statement, because that sounds like something in the past, and higekiri doesn't really care about past matters like that. but he'll just press a kiss to chuuya's hair and then tilt his head to try to peer at his expression]
But if it's something you want to try here and now - I promise to take care of you.
I said I'd never betray you... didn't I?
[he doesn't think that's his faulty memory at play]
[he GROANS, grabbing a pillow and shoving his face into it because he's suffering. he's fucking suffering. this sword is too fucking much for him, because he thinks higekiri probably isn't saying this lightly.
hige remembers what he promised before. maybe he'll remember this too. fuck. fuckkk. the pillow stays where it is, his voice muffled.]
Do you really just say whatever the fuck pops into your head, how are you like this...
[this is really funny because the start of the sentence was definitely super fucking rude and yet chuuya is still dying
higekiri absolutely looks like he's trying not to laugh when he grabs the pillow though?? he'll give chuuya a moment before he tries to sort of. gently pry it from him]
I want to see the face you're making...
[THIS BULLY]
But I mean it, you know? Otherwise I wouldn't care to say it.
[he's not the type to engage in secrecy without purpose, too careless to bother with something that sounds like it would only complicate things]
[trying to pry it away will get the pillow shoved at higekiri's face, because chuuya is also being rude... lord. in fact he's just shoving it at him and shoving at higekiri too, he can't fucking deal with him meaning it.
but when he speaks again, he's more serious.]
-Fine. Fine, take care of me if that's what you want.
Swear to me that you will, and that you won't turn on me.
[ - oh. higekiri laughs a little bit when the pillow is shoved at him, and then when he's shoved at, but it doesn't quite stop him from looping an arm around chuuya's waist to draw him closer.
and when he says those words, higekiri's expression softens for a moment before he leans in to press their foreheads together]
[chuuya rolls his eyes at that, but... fondly. he's honestly used to being around people who can read him too easily, so if higekiri is capable of the same then he can't entirely say he'll mind it. he thinks.
he's not really sure how he feels about whatever the fuck they're doing, except that it feels good to hear that promise. it feels good to be close.
it feels a little like if he tried to name it, it would be ruined, so maybe it's for the best that higekiri will answer without asking him to.]
[and he'll just adjust them so that he can let chuuya rest against the mattress and the pillows - with higekiri pressing against him from on top even as he lets their lips meet. it's against chuuya's mouth as he murmurs his guess]
Something like -
''Even though I am used to leading - I am also used to moving as freely as I wish in order to carry out my mission. To be limited like this, even to the people I wish to help, is..." [he pauses, like he's looking for the phrase] "A pain in the ass."
[yea he thinks that one works, even as his lips curve into a smile]
"But since I know more than others, it's not right for me to complain. Yet, it's a burden to face it all on my own when I am used to working as a greater part of something."
[a guess - from chuuya's memory, of what it means to be a piece of a puzzle, and yet the other pieces are missing.]
"So perhaps, if I can indulge in these few moments..."
[he trails off, though his eyes are bright, curious -
[this would be bad enough most times-- it's more than he really expected, to have higekiri call him out like this while resting atop him and remaining so close. it feels like he can't break away, even though he knows he could use his gravity to throw the sword off if he truly wanted to-- like it's the words pinning him more than higekiri's body.
higekiri should know how on the mark he is by the way chuuya's face flushes, nose wrinkling as he presses a hand to higekiri's face and shoves him yet again. he really is that easy to read, huh...?]
It really isn't 'a few moments' if you visit me every damn day, you know.
[...but he is indulging. that's right on the mark, for sure.]
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doublesmall) wrote2019-10-13 08:02 pm
w3, friday
Everyone else holding up all right?
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... to the best of their ability.
Though... I found Her Lordship, so thank you for your hint - so that would be about nine of the roles in total now.
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[consider him impressed? damn, higekiri.]
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I had to catch up a bit, you know?
If I asked you for all the different titles for the roles, would you be able to give them to me? Or would I have to complete a favor first?
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but-]
I don't think I'd be able to, no. I'll tell you if I think that changes.
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Mm... I suppose.
Then... since my brother and Her Lordship both possess restrictions on how they may protect others - I would feel uneasy burdening them with the task of my brother's safety each week.
So I was wondering if I might ask again if there is a way to be awake as long as he is awake - or to be alerted if the demon plans to target him.
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[a shake of his head, there, as he frowns into his own glass.]
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... mm, I understand.
Then... is there anything left for me to find - that could help him?
[it's hard out on these streets without a role - it feels like even for all the information that he gets, there's not all that much that he can do with it, and his alternatives aren't showing up much opportunity either]
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[he'll do what he can-- it just doesn't feel like enough, at times.]
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[and higekiri just sighs before just giving in and pressing a kiss to chuuya's lips instead. he tries to offer up a smile]
Then is there anything I can do to help you?
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[just combing fingers through his hair, letting them trail down his cheek; he stays close after that kiss.]
... just stay a while. Keep coming by. That's all.
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Haha, you want to know what can be done for me...?
[there's a beat of a pause before he just hums]
... Let me stay for a while, and grant me permission to keep coming by. That's all.
[he's restless - but being here helps]
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[chuuya huffs out a short laugh, but... that warms him a little, actually. he hadn't entirely expected higekiri to keep showing up every day-- every other day, maybe, a couple times a week-- but hearing higekiri say he wants to be allowed to stay and that he wants to keep coming to see him...
he leans into higekiri, resting against him.
getting close is something he tries to avoid, but none of the people he's allowed himself to attach to are here. it's just him, trying to do this job and get back to his own work and his own people-- it's a little lonely.
less so, right now. he's busy trying not to think about that.]
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[but it's just a brief, easy tease. when chuuya shifts, higekiri moves to accommodate him, pressing closer so that it's easier for the two of them to fit against one another. his lips place another kiss to chuuya's temple as he settles in.]
... I know that I ask for a lot, you know? [it's what he does by default, a sword on a mission] And even though I wouldn't mind if any of those things were fulfilled...
[he shrugs briefly before letting his head fall atop chuuya's, humming]
This is fine, too. This helps.
[just chuuya - as he is.]
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[he says it lightly--
but he means it. they see each other every day, and he's having to sit on the urge not to respond to higekiri's summons, to ignore the pictures and force distance. that might be the better thing to do-- he would if he weren't a host.
he would. he really would. at least, he tells himself so.
right now he lets himself be indulgent.]
It might help, a little.
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Would it truly be such a bad thing if you were to get used to it?
[he can't imagine why it would be. isn't it nice to receive kind words? to be able to get attention from people? he rather enjoys it as a treasure, and doesn't mind giving it out in equal measure.]
Maybe I am not remembering correctly... but I think I remember saying that I am in your care.
And if you are not opposed - you can be in mine.
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but the fact that it's nice is the entire problem-- the trouble with getting used to it is that it's going to end. he's just going to have to adjust, at some point, to higekiri's absence.
and while he doesn't move away from higekiri, remaining close, he isn't quite looking at him either.]
...that's not really a position I'm used to being in, Higekiri.
[a slight shake of his head, there, but it's not a no either.]
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... I don't know if I really care, to be honest, if it's something you're used to...
[a little careless statement, because that sounds like something in the past, and higekiri doesn't really care about past matters like that. but he'll just press a kiss to chuuya's hair and then tilt his head to try to peer at his expression]
But if it's something you want to try here and now - I promise to take care of you.
I said I'd never betray you... didn't I?
[he doesn't think that's his faulty memory at play]
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[he GROANS, grabbing a pillow and shoving his face into it because he's suffering. he's fucking suffering. this sword is too fucking much for him, because he thinks higekiri probably isn't saying this lightly.
hige remembers what he promised before. maybe he'll remember this too. fuck. fuckkk. the pillow stays where it is, his voice muffled.]
Do you really just say whatever the fuck pops into your head, how are you like this...
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higekiri absolutely looks like he's trying not to laugh when he grabs the pillow though?? he'll give chuuya a moment before he tries to sort of. gently pry it from him]
I want to see the face you're making...
[THIS BULLY]
But I mean it, you know? Otherwise I wouldn't care to say it.
[he's not the type to engage in secrecy without purpose, too careless to bother with something that sounds like it would only complicate things]
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[trying to pry it away will get the pillow shoved at higekiri's face, because chuuya is also being rude... lord. in fact he's just shoving it at him and shoving at higekiri too, he can't fucking deal with him meaning it.
but when he speaks again, he's more serious.]
-Fine. Fine, take care of me if that's what you want.
Swear to me that you will, and that you won't turn on me.
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and when he says those words, higekiri's expression softens for a moment before he leans in to press their foreheads together]
I swear.
Whatever it is that you desire, I will answer.
[and he presses a brief kiss to chuuya's lips - ]
Including that which you refuse to name.
[he'll answer those too]
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[chuuya rolls his eyes at that, but... fondly. he's honestly used to being around people who can read him too easily, so if higekiri is capable of the same then he can't entirely say he'll mind it. he thinks.
he's not really sure how he feels about whatever the fuck they're doing, except that it feels good to hear that promise. it feels good to be close.
it feels a little like if he tried to name it, it would be ruined, so maybe it's for the best that higekiri will answer without asking him to.]
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[and he'll just adjust them so that he can let chuuya rest against the mattress and the pillows - with higekiri pressing against him from on top even as he lets their lips meet. it's against chuuya's mouth as he murmurs his guess]
Something like -
''Even though I am used to leading - I am also used to moving as freely as I wish in order to carry out my mission. To be limited like this, even to the people I wish to help, is..." [he pauses, like he's looking for the phrase] "A pain in the ass."
[yea he thinks that one works, even as his lips curve into a smile]
"But since I know more than others, it's not right for me to complain. Yet, it's a burden to face it all on my own when I am used to working as a greater part of something."
[a guess - from chuuya's memory, of what it means to be a piece of a puzzle, and yet the other pieces are missing.]
"So perhaps, if I can indulge in these few moments..."
[he trails off, though his eyes are bright, curious -
how on the mark is he?]
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higekiri should know how on the mark he is by the way chuuya's face flushes, nose wrinkling as he presses a hand to higekiri's face and shoves him yet again. he really is that easy to read, huh...?]
It really isn't 'a few moments' if you visit me every damn day, you know.
[...but he is indulging. that's right on the mark, for sure.]
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