[Meanwhile dumbass 2 is just sitting here, still on Chuuya's lap, still holding his hand, wondering where he went wrong and why he is seemingly so incapable of fixing things once they start going sour.
His free hand moves to briefly touch Chuuya's cheek as he considers his next words. "You'll find someone who deserves that kind heart of yours" is on the tip of his tongue, but he swallows it back, moving his hand away again. Softly:]
[they're too stupid to just say things, GOD. that soft touch doesn't help either, not when that's a hard question to answer.
he does and doesn't want him to go; should, reasonably, say yes. but he's also fighting the part of himself that runs on instinct right now and says he should just claim what he wants, anyway-- which is probably another reason to say he should go. reasonably.]
-no.
[nobody said he was reasonable. his ears flick a little as chuuya wraps an arm around him, still slightly possessive despite everything, because even if he can't have what he wants... part of him doesn't want anyone else to have wei wuxian right now, either.]
[In turn, almost reflexively, he curls both of his arms around Chuuya, too. That tiny, selfish core of his heart is happy to not be turned away, even if the rest of him laments the fact that his presence alone seems to bring misery and he can't even do anything about that by removing himself from the equation.
But if he isn't going to leave - if Chuuya doesn't want him to - he at least tries to convey some of the things he can't seem to put into proper words. He pulls Chuuya in and holds him close and careful, resting his chin against the top of his head. After a beat, his hands stroke up his back; an attempt at comfort, an unspoken apology.]
[another faint laugh, fingers tangling into the fabric of wei wuxian's robes. it's not funny, exactly, but-- sometimes emotions just channel themselves into whatever is available.]
I thought you were the one who wasn't interested.
[so why isn't he removing himself, then-- pity, sympathy? does he just want to be here anyway?
hard to say what he thinks the best answer would be.]
[He presses a single, soft kiss against the side of Chuuya's face, hands continuing their upward climb until they can hook over his shoulders and rest there, holding him close.]
I said I like you, didn't I? Your heart is lovely and too big - you're good, you know? So good! [Too good, which is the problem.
There's a light little sigh; he buries his nose into Chuuya's hair, murmurs against his ear:] I want to stay - at least a little longer, I want to stay here.
[This boy is the MASTER OF MIXED MESSAGES can't believe Chuuya is getting a taste of what Lan Zhan had to deal with for two whole decades.]
["literally what the fuck" --chuuya nakaraha, screaming internally!
every word of that is an extremely mixed message, and okay, he really can't keep it in anymore. he finally pulls back, his hands grasping wei wuxian's shoulders, and he sort of looks like he might shake him for a moment?]
Then why would you-- you can't just say those things right now, idiot-!
[it's a mix of frustration and confusion, though, rather than outright anger.
breathe, he reminds himself, before he tries to make that more coherent.]
If it's like that, then what was that answer about, huh-- if this isn't your problem, what is?
[STOP HE'S THE WORST AND HE CONTINUES TO BE THE WORST, CHUUYA GOT DOKIS FOR AN ACTUAL DEMON FORGET ABOUT THESE OTHER DEMONS RUNNING AROUND HOT DAMN.
In any case, he seems a little surprised when Chuuya pulls back, surveying his expression with a fairly unreadable one on his own face. After a few seconds, he seems to come to some sort of conclusion and smiles, unwinding his arms from around Chuuya so he can gently cup his face instead.]
It's unfair to you. [For! A lot of reasons!! So many reasons! He has enough reasons to talk for three minutes straight, probably!!
But rather than going into his messy, messy past (or the fact that honestly, his stupid gay repressed heart still has a massive doki for that "old friend" of his even if he isn't consciously AWARE OF IT), he just says:] You have your home, I have mine - I can't guarantee I'll be seeing anyone again if we get out of here, anyway, and it's unkind to leave people waiting. All I ask is that you allow me to enjoy your company here for just a little longer. Is that alright?
[chuuya FLICKS HIS STUPID GREMLIN FOREHEAD, wrinkling his nose.]
What did you think I was asking for, huh? I know we've got our own places to go. I couldn't ever go with you when I've got the mafia at home, you know, and there's no guarantees we'll ever manage to figure out how to meet again. I thought you knew I wasn't that stupid.
[like, he's very aware this is probably all the time they'll have left-- all the more reason to say it. so they can part knowing, at least, rather than chuuya returning home and thinking he should have mentioned it before the end.]
I'm not asking you to promise to marry me in the eventual future or some shit, I just-
[he exhales a breath to steady himself a little, reaching up to comb his fingers through his hair.]
I want to have you in whatever time we have left. If you want to have me until then.
[LOOK, HE'S AN IDIOT?? He's an idiot and this is like the twentieth time he's been called a dumbass this week - but at least the terrible tension is gone, and he can just delicately shove everything else away. In exchange, he reaches out and tugs Chuuya's hair...]
You're the one who wasn't clear from the start!
[To be fair, a normal person would have caught on much earlier than he did in the first place but HE'S SHOVING SOME OF THE BLAME ON CHUUYA ANYWAY.]
Say what you mean! Speak clearly! How am I supposed to understand what it is you want if you just randomly say whatever? [This fuckin pot yelling at this kettle.] You give me all this stress and call me a dumbass...
[But despite his GRUMBLING, he'll lean forward and smooch Chuuya's cheek.]
[That was absolutely his fault!! His ears twitch backwards at the hair tug and partially out of his own annoyance, but he seems easily placated, at least...
GOD I PERSONALLY HATE THAT WEI WUXIAN LIVED LONG ENOUGH FOR THIS TO HAPPEN but he seems satisfied enough, himself. After huffing out a little sigh:]
Just for now, not counting sleeping! That's fine - you can have me however you'd like outside of that.
[Even if it still boggles his wholeass mind that anyone would want him even temporarily?? Wild.]
[he's very set on this; if he gets to have wei wuxian, he intends to keep his company whenever he's able to, and chuuya pulls him in for a lingering kiss.
then he reaches up to trace a finger over his choker.]
[Chuuya picked the worst person to be possessive over UNFUCKINFORTUNATELY... He leans into the kiss, but only huffs out a little laugh when he pulls back.]
I'll stay as long as I can - I have a meeting with Junpei and I don't like leaving Beck on her own. She gets worried if I stay out too late.
[Sometimes you ask to have one man's time for a week and he's still out there giving himself to everyone still living...
Though he cants his head to the side, lifting his chin a little so Chuuya can touch the choker more freely.]
Want anything of mine, instead? Though I don't think I have anything nice to wear, haha.
C'mon, you can't just let her know where you're going to be...? Or tell her you'll be here tomorrow night.
[sometimes you just agree to sort-of being with a possessive gremlin for a week and he immediately wants you to stay the night! he hooks a finger under the choker, tugging him in to give him a kiss that comes with a light nip at his lower lip.]
[TWO STUBBORN GREMLINS WALK INTO A BAR!! He loops his arms around Chuuya's neck and grins into the kiss, but he doesn't seem particularly inclined to give up his nights on the floor in 2M.]
She's done a lot for me! The least I can do is stay by her side through the night - that room is lonely with only one person in it.
[He would know since he lived that way for the first week of this game since Beck FLED IN FEAR.
But anyway, he just hums a little at the suggestion, considering... And eventually reaches up to start untying the long, red ribbon from his hair.]
[chuuya absolutely looks pleased... when wei wuxian finishes untying it, he'll look at it, reach up to feel his own hair, and then just.... tie the ribbon around his wrist, instead.
[He hums a little, seemingly satisfied with his ribbon's new placement. BUT ALAS, gremlins are gonna gremlin.]
Nope! [Truly, the worst. And Lan Zhan's been dealing with this for TWO DECAAADES.] But I can come visit you again tomorrow, if you aren't busy. Haha - I'll only have one arm, though.
[God he's just out here doing everything all the time.]
[He will probably have enough time for uno visit per day with all of the fuckin bouncing around he does and all of the endgame tomfoolery Chuuya is probably up to, but at least Chuuya will get his nap.
He's also just grinning at that, way too unbothered by the thought of just losing part of his arm...]
I'd prefer to avoid it if I can, but I feel like I've already been dipping into my luck reserves a little too often lately, you know?
...before chuuya leans into him more, nipping lightly at his neck.]
Hey. Before you go and get into any more trouble... how much time do you have, again? I want to make some use of you having both your arms before you go and send one on a trip.
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His free hand moves to briefly touch Chuuya's cheek as he considers his next words. "You'll find someone who deserves that kind heart of yours" is on the tip of his tongue, but he swallows it back, moving his hand away again. Softly:]
—Do you want me to go?
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he does and doesn't want him to go; should, reasonably, say yes. but he's also fighting the part of himself that runs on instinct right now and says he should just claim what he wants, anyway-- which is probably another reason to say he should go. reasonably.]
-no.
[nobody said he was reasonable. his ears flick a little as chuuya wraps an arm around him, still slightly possessive despite everything, because even if he can't have what he wants... part of him doesn't want anyone else to have wei wuxian right now, either.]
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But if he isn't going to leave - if Chuuya doesn't want him to - he at least tries to convey some of the things he can't seem to put into proper words. He pulls Chuuya in and holds him close and careful, resting his chin against the top of his head. After a beat, his hands stroke up his back; an attempt at comfort, an unspoken apology.]
I'll stay as long as you let me.
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[another faint laugh, fingers tangling into the fabric of wei wuxian's robes. it's not funny, exactly, but-- sometimes emotions just channel themselves into whatever is available.]
I thought you were the one who wasn't interested.
[so why isn't he removing himself, then-- pity, sympathy? does he just want to be here anyway?
hard to say what he thinks the best answer would be.]
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I said I like you, didn't I? Your heart is lovely and too big - you're good, you know? So good! [Too good, which is the problem.
There's a light little sigh; he buries his nose into Chuuya's hair, murmurs against his ear:] I want to stay - at least a little longer, I want to stay here.
[This boy is the MASTER OF MIXED MESSAGES can't believe Chuuya is getting a taste of what Lan Zhan had to deal with for two whole decades.]
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every word of that is an extremely mixed message, and okay, he really can't keep it in anymore. he finally pulls back, his hands grasping wei wuxian's shoulders, and he sort of looks like he might shake him for a moment?]
Then why would you-- you can't just say those things right now, idiot-!
[it's a mix of frustration and confusion, though, rather than outright anger.
breathe, he reminds himself, before he tries to make that more coherent.]
If it's like that, then what was that answer about, huh-- if this isn't your problem, what is?
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In any case, he seems a little surprised when Chuuya pulls back, surveying his expression with a fairly unreadable one on his own face. After a few seconds, he seems to come to some sort of conclusion and smiles, unwinding his arms from around Chuuya so he can gently cup his face instead.]
It's unfair to you. [For! A lot of reasons!! So many reasons! He has enough reasons to talk for three minutes straight, probably!!
But rather than going into his messy, messy past (or the fact that honestly, his stupid gay repressed heart still has a massive doki for that "old friend" of his even if he isn't consciously AWARE OF IT), he just says:] You have your home, I have mine - I can't guarantee I'll be seeing anyone again if we get out of here, anyway, and it's unkind to leave people waiting. All I ask is that you allow me to enjoy your company here for just a little longer. Is that alright?
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[chuuya FLICKS HIS STUPID GREMLIN FOREHEAD, wrinkling his nose.]
What did you think I was asking for, huh? I know we've got our own places to go. I couldn't ever go with you when I've got the mafia at home, you know, and there's no guarantees we'll ever manage to figure out how to meet again. I thought you knew I wasn't that stupid.
[like, he's very aware this is probably all the time they'll have left-- all the more reason to say it. so they can part knowing, at least, rather than chuuya returning home and thinking he should have mentioned it before the end.]
I'm not asking you to promise to marry me in the eventual future or some shit, I just-
[he exhales a breath to steady himself a little, reaching up to comb his fingers through his hair.]
I want to have you in whatever time we have left. If you want to have me until then.
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You're the one who wasn't clear from the start!
[To be fair, a normal person would have caught on much earlier than he did in the first place but HE'S SHOVING SOME OF THE BLAME ON CHUUYA ANYWAY.]
Say what you mean! Speak clearly! How am I supposed to understand what it is you want if you just randomly say whatever? [This fuckin pot yelling at this kettle.] You give me all this stress and call me a dumbass...
[But despite his GRUMBLING, he'll lean forward and smooch Chuuya's cheek.]
It's a deal!
[Chuuya's first contract with satan.]
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[he tugs chuuya's hair and chuuya tugs right back, huffing in annoyance before he smooths his fingers over the same lock he just pulled at.]
But fine. If you want me to speak clearly--
When I say I want to have you, I mean I want you to be mine. Just for now.
[a pause, and-]
...obviously I wouldn't ask you not to sleep with other people, you'd get killed doing that, but beyond that part.
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[That was absolutely his fault!! His ears twitch backwards at the hair tug and partially out of his own annoyance, but he seems easily placated, at least...
GOD I PERSONALLY HATE THAT WEI WUXIAN LIVED LONG ENOUGH FOR THIS TO HAPPEN but he seems satisfied enough, himself. After huffing out a little sigh:]
Just for now, not counting sleeping! That's fine - you can have me however you'd like outside of that.
[Even if it still boggles his wholeass mind that anyone would want him even temporarily?? Wild.]
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[he's very set on this; if he gets to have wei wuxian, he intends to keep his company whenever he's able to, and chuuya pulls him in for a lingering kiss.
then he reaches up to trace a finger over his choker.]
And make this a trade. It seems fair, right?
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I'll stay as long as I can - I have a meeting with Junpei and I don't like leaving Beck on her own. She gets worried if I stay out too late.
[Sometimes you ask to have one man's time for a week and he's still out there giving himself to everyone still living...
Though he cants his head to the side, lifting his chin a little so Chuuya can touch the choker more freely.]
Want anything of mine, instead? Though I don't think I have anything nice to wear, haha.
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[sometimes you just agree to sort-of being with a possessive gremlin for a week and he immediately wants you to stay the night! he hooks a finger under the choker, tugging him in to give him a kiss that comes with a light nip at his lower lip.]
-doesn't have to be nice, just has to be yours.
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She's done a lot for me! The least I can do is stay by her side through the night - that room is lonely with only one person in it.
[He would know since he lived that way for the first week of this game since Beck FLED IN FEAR.
But anyway, he just hums a little at the suggestion, considering... And eventually reaches up to start untying the long, red ribbon from his hair.]
How's this, then?
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[chuuya absolutely looks pleased... when wei wuxian finishes untying it, he'll look at it, reach up to feel his own hair, and then just.... tie the ribbon around his wrist, instead.
...but once that's done-]
You could get someone else to stay with her?
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Nope! [Truly, the worst. And Lan Zhan's been dealing with this for TWO DECAAADES.] But I can come visit you again tomorrow, if you aren't busy. Haha - I'll only have one arm, though.
[God he's just out here doing everything all the time.]
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[he's GONNA POUT ABOUT IT, but he exhales a breath and just sort of leans into him.]
I want to ask about the arm, but honestly, a part of me also doesn't want to know.
[a beat, and-]
Okay, what do you mean, one arm?
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[HE SAYS WITH A LITTLE SHIT GRIN... Good question though, even if he just waves a hand.]
An item I got! Supposedly it'll send my arm off to a locked room without me so I can fetch something that way.
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[he's a gremlin with simple needs?
that answer raises a brow, though.]
It better not come back mangled from being in there, I've heard about the shit you guys keep running into in those rooms.
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[THIS MAN... IS A MESS. Example B:]
And don't worry about that, that's why I'm sending my left arm.
[His non-dominant hand!! That way if it comes back fucked up, he won't be totally useless. Yay, planning ahead... ish...]
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[and chuuya will nap on him, probably. it's fine.]
...I'll hope it shows up intact. You don't need any more damage.
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[He will probably have enough time for uno visit per day with all of the fuckin bouncing around he does and all of the endgame tomfoolery Chuuya is probably up to, but at least Chuuya will get his nap.
He's also just grinning at that, way too unbothered by the thought of just losing part of his arm...]
I'd prefer to avoid it if I can, but I feel like I've already been dipping into my luck reserves a little too often lately, you know?
[HOW IS HE STILL A L I V E.]
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[THE BIGGEST FUCKING SIGH EVER.
...before chuuya leans into him more, nipping lightly at his neck.]
Hey. Before you go and get into any more trouble... how much time do you have, again? I want to make some use of you having both your arms before you go and send one on a trip.
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For you? I can afford being a little late getting back to my room tonight.
[Are they really going to bang after that messy fucking quasi-confession, boy i hate them]
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