He wades through the balls toward the bar; Ryo can follow if he wants. The ball pit gets deeper as they go unfortunately, all the way up to the waist.]
There are two, I think. Which one do you want? "Strange Medicine," or "Number Nine"?
[ actually, they both do, but honestly he's just commenting on the name. none of the alcohol from the previous week were weird so there's no real reason to suspect anything. ]
[Tch. Fucking spoiled. It's like he thinks he's an angel, or something.]
Let's share the Number Nine then.
[Since Ryo thought the other one sounded suspicious by name. He doesn't think about it being suspicious so much as he associates medicine with a bitter taste.
[Ryo doesn't answer his question in the way he meant, in the way he knows Ryo knows he meant. They're in hell. From his end, they've been through a lot, some of it things he didn't like.
So he thinks to press, but the drink interrupts him by coming out, and he doesn't get the chance.
He already suspects he will have to drink first, so he picks it up to smell it and then sip a chunk of it. His eyes widen.]
He pats Ryo’s back finally, gentle. But touching Ryo is literally just as bad as looking. His hand lingers because he is still a stupid teenage boy, then it lifts to brush some of Ryo’s hair out of Ryo’s face.]
if this was before they started fighting, ryo might actually not think much of it. the two of them have always been physically comfortable and affectionate with each other, and while the beautiful comment may still be odd, it wouldn't be as jarring as it is right now.
[.........The hand on his forehead lights his skin on fire, though it's not the kind of fever Ryo has been checking for. I made a mistake, I now have to talk about him being horny. Anyway.
He idly chases the hand with his face as it disappears, and he almost falls off the stool doing it. He almost whimpers! He's being a weirdo.]
He just looks at Ryo for a long moment, processing. He seems kind of... dejected at the clarification.
Even though anything useful Amon could give him has been nullified, there is still a piece of him craving the chance to seize what he wants. And then there is still a piece of him who is a good boy. Who would not do that to even Ryo who has tormented him for a long time.
Leaning over, he tucks his face into the crook of Ryo's neck under the jaw.] Okay. We can go slow. [Ryo is playing hard to get...]
ryo tries to think things through. okay, so miki is dead, so akira is probably in some form of grieving process as he gets over that mess. perhaps he needs to redirect his horny urges elsewhere now? does that make ryo the rebound...
he. awkwardly hugs akira. okay. well. ]
Okay...?
[ SURE........ this is truly so terrible ryo can't notice anything different ]
He loves the awkward cuddly hug more than he would ever admit if he had not had some of the strange drink. One arm snakes around Ryo's back, the other settles on the leg right above Ryo's knee.]
Okay. [He now thinks Ryo has agreed.] Come stay in the room with me. The other guy isn't ever there.
[ AKIRA JUST THINKS THEY'RE DATING NOW WHILE RYO MATH MEMES i hate it here
this is the worst. they're going to be on a cyoa in a few days. ryo doesn't know this, of course, but it's still the world but mostly he feels... oddly happy? content. it's like the very simple feeling of being with akira when they were children, before things got complicated ]
Are you sure he wouldn't get annoyed at someone in his space? It's still technically his and I know what he's like.
[When he hums, it's unfortunately against Ryo's neck because he has not removed his face from it. They are just sitting in the bar, and he's trying to somehow meld himself straight into Ryo. Hopefully no one else walks in.]
No, he doesn't care. [DON'T JUST TALK TO SCARAMOUCHE A LOT.] I said you might stay over sometimes if you wanted when Chandra came to talk to him, and he said it didn't matter.
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He wades through the balls toward the bar; Ryo can follow if he wants. The ball pit gets deeper as they go unfortunately, all the way up to the waist.]
There are two, I think. Which one do you want? "Strange Medicine," or "Number Nine"?
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[ actually, they both do, but honestly he's just commenting on the name. none of the alcohol from the previous week were weird so there's no real reason to suspect anything. ]
Just pick for me, Akira.
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Let's share the Number Nine then.
[Since Ryo thought the other one sounded suspicious by name. He doesn't think about it being suspicious so much as he associates medicine with a bitter taste.
So he orders them the Number Nine.]
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guess they will wait for the drinks. the music is loud and he is not even blinking at it...... this is nothing compared to demon orgy...... ]
Satan might have a drinking problem.
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That just means he'll be strong for the contest.
[Hearing "Satan might have a drinking problem" from Satan is sure something.]
...Are you going to play to go home, Ryo?
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but hmm. ]
I'm not sure if Bucky had the right idea of how to approach this, but I am definitely going to participate in the contest.
[ he has no problems with murdering anyone here, but he is not sure if that is the smart thing to do right now. ]
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So he thinks to press, but the drink interrupts him by coming out, and he doesn't get the chance.
He already suspects he will have to drink first, so he picks it up to smell it and then sip a chunk of it. His eyes widen.]
...It's really good.
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well, since akira isn't dead, ryo will also take a sip of it. not as much. ]
It's much better than the beer.
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[The only decent stuff was at the party, and now it’s all gone.
Once Ryo is finished, he takes it back to have another sip. It’s so much better, god.
Speaking of GOD, he starts to slide the drink to Ryo again, but has to
double-take when he looks at Ryo.
??]
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looks at akira
?? ]
What.
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It really dawned on him out of nowhere…
Slowly, he looks back at Ryo.]
You’re… just… the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
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Ryo…? Are you okay…?
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[ he coughs, hitting his chest ]
I'm better now.
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[…
He pats Ryo’s back finally, gentle. But touching Ryo is literally just as bad as looking. His hand lingers because he is still a stupid teenage boy, then it lifts to brush some of Ryo’s hair out of Ryo’s face.]
You coming with me means a lot.
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if this was before they started fighting, ryo might actually not think much of it. the two of them have always been physically comfortable and affectionate with each other, and while the beautiful comment may still be odd, it wouldn't be as jarring as it is right now.
ryo tries to process this. ]
We are friends, so of course I'd come.
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This answer makes him feel warm and fuzzy for some reason.]
Did... you want to be more than friends?
[help..... his execution of this....]
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he puts a hand on akira's forehead, and then another over his own like he's comparing temperatures ]
You don't feel feverish...
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He idly chases the hand with his face as it disappears, and he almost falls off the stool doing it. He almost whimpers! He's being a weirdo.]
I'm not sick...
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the thing is, even he hasn't really properly processed his own (extremely gay) feelings for akira yet, so this is even more ???? ]
You're already my best friend.
[ that is more than friends... ]
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He just looks at Ryo for a long moment, processing. He seems kind of... dejected at the clarification.
Even though anything useful Amon could give him has been nullified, there is still a piece of him craving the chance to seize what he wants. And then there is still a piece of him who is a good boy. Who would not do that to even Ryo who has tormented him for a long time.
Leaning over, he tucks his face into the crook of Ryo's neck under the jaw.] Okay. We can go slow. [Ryo is playing hard to get...]
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ryo tries to think things through. okay, so miki is dead, so akira is probably in some form of grieving process as he gets over that mess. perhaps he needs to redirect his horny urges elsewhere now? does that make ryo the rebound...
he. awkwardly hugs akira. okay. well. ]
Okay...?
[ SURE........ this is truly so terrible ryo can't notice anything different ]
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He loves the awkward cuddly hug more than he would ever admit if he had not had some of the strange drink. One arm snakes around Ryo's back, the other settles on the leg right above Ryo's knee.]
Okay. [He now thinks Ryo has agreed.] Come stay in the room with me. The other guy isn't ever there.
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this is the worst. they're going to be on a cyoa in a few days. ryo doesn't know this, of course, but it's still the world but mostly he feels... oddly happy? content. it's like the very simple feeling of being with akira when they were children, before things got complicated ]
Are you sure he wouldn't get annoyed at someone in his space? It's still technically his and I know what he's like.
[ unfortunately ryo talks to scaramouche a lot ]
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No, he doesn't care. [DON'T JUST TALK TO SCARAMOUCHE A LOT.] I said you might stay over sometimes if you wanted when Chandra came to talk to him, and he said it didn't matter.
It would just suck to be apart.
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