[ i already regret sasuke and senri ]

[usogi]

i hate that jan made us a shitpost so i already have one to use

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[moralmyopia]

[Someone murder him immediately PLEASE.]

You're the one giving out challenges when there's rules in play. You know what you're doing. I'm not stupid.

[His eyes hastily veer off in another direction even if he's remaining vigilant in not running away and not becoming the color of his favorite food.]

I'm not going to let you goad me. I'll only accept your idiotic challenge if you're not wearing any of that. Stop trying to pretend to be someone you're not. Be yourself.

[usogi]

Are you seriously just being that put off because I'm wearing more feminine clothes?

[sasuke you fool!! senri just laughs as he faces him, lacing his fingers behind his back in what would probably be a sweet and angelic motion from anyone else]

The falsetto's a little much - but this is just as much me as any other time we hang out. I don't really care what I wear as long as it's fashionable. I have my own preferences, but this isn't bad when I feel like it.

[he winks. i feel like adding that to the tag just because.]

[moralmyopia]

[The only reason he looks back is so he can glare Senri down, face sour. He has no good response to this??? The wink gets a scoff, and that's all he can muster because there isn't any reason he can think of to go against "I'm myself and wear what I want."]

Fine, if it'll get you to shut up.

[usogi]

[ . . . ]

Fine, we're - going on a practice date?

[oh my god]

[moralmyopia]

You're the one who challenged me, idiot. [he hates this] If you don't shut up and take it, I'm going to refuse and accept the curse instead.

[usogi]

[oh my god - though he does manage to look concerned.]

Ah - don't! I don't want you to find out what the curse is....

[DON'T WORRY HIM LIKE THAT]

Mm. Where are we going on our practice date then?

[moralmyopia]

I don't care. [He's at least half of a straight dude, don't make him attempt to pick something date worthy.] You pick.

Meet me back here... [He pauses to think it over.] ...in an hour and a half.

[usogi]

Whaaaaat?

[it's not hard for senri to play the part of the disappointed girlfriend because he is a needy little shit. he'll pout even as he loops his arms around sasuke's neck and invade his personal space as usual]

Why can't we go now?

[moralmyopia]

[He honestly stands in the most awkward way, complete with hover hands and everything. Senri hangs off his neck, and he tries his best to lean back.

A hot, quick wave of embarrassment zips from his chest to his face.]

Get off me. I said an hour and a half. I have something I need to do first.

[usogi]

[senri opens his mouth to complain more - and then he feels an odd tingle of embarrassment run up his spine. he pauses for a second, and blinks.]

.... have you been feeling weird at all today?

[he's nOT ACTUALLY LETTING GO OF THEIR CURRENT POSITION. he closely examines sasuke's face]

- worried, maybe? And now embarrassed?

[moralmyopia]

[Reaching up, Sasuke takes Senri's arm like he plans to try to physically unwind the boy from his neck.

But he pauses, face bunching.] ...What? [It sounds a lot more like disbelief than denial.]

[usogi]

[senri searches the emotions he's dealing with, trying to locate the oddities - ]

And maybe a little too into this?

[STOP]

[moralmyopia]

[The hand comes off Senri's arm so he can shove his palm against Senri's chest. It's a little rough, a push enough to pry Senri off while he also takes half a step back, like he's been scalded.

At first, he thinks there's some way Senri is inside his head, and he's offended being an uncontrollable hormonal teenage boy is being teased.

His stare is suspicious, a glare--until the pressure of the push pops back over his own chest. His fingers hover over the spot... and then his eyes snap up.]

Strung Red.

[usogi]

[sdlkfj

senri stumbles for a second - and then sasuke comes to the conclusion that he did.

and he just

sighs

really deeply.

he sinks down to the ground, covering his face in his hands. that said he's still wearing a skirt so his knees are still together because he's not a harlot!!]

Agaaaaain.

[cursed AGAIN]

[moralmyopia]

[A deep, exhausted, exasperated sigh bubbles out of him, and his arm falls back down.] Dammit... [This is not what he needed right now. This isn't what he ever needed, but especially not this week.

He had so many plans...]

Get off the floor.

[usogi]

[STOP PLANNING

senri will look up then, and pout as he holds his hand out.]

Help me up.

[he doesn't really need it, he's just in the habit of asking a lot from sasuke]

[moralmyopia]

[There's no hesitation; he reaches out and clasps Senri by the hand. He looks like a lean nothing teenager, but the power behind how easy it is for him to draw Senri to standing with himself and his arm alone is... something.]

I'm going to kill whoever did this.

[usogi]

[hOLDS ONTO SASUKE'S HAND TIGHTER]

Please don't.

[moralmyopia]

Don’t try to stop me.

[He probably won’t. Uh. Maybe.]

[usogi]

I'm going to try to stop you.

[GOD!! SASUKE!!!]

.... I get that you're mad, but there's a better way to deal with it. If it's one of the three Loves remaining...

I probably already know who it could be - and they're harmless.

[moralmyopia]

[He jerks his hand away so he can ball it into a frustrated fist.]

The why! We don’t need this right now.

[usogi]

There's a rule to use their powers - it's probably something like that.

[he'll still reach out to place a hand on sasuke's shoulder]

Why... Were you going to try to do something stupid without me?

[moralmyopia]

But why us.

[LITERALLY ANYONE ELSE IN THE WHOLE GROUP OF THEM WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER.

The accusation, however, is of course on point. His shoulder dips, the look on his face indignantly caught, and he turns to start leaving.]

Be here in an hour and a half. Decide where you want to go.

[usogi]

[senri's brow furrows and he immediately reaches out to catch sasuke's hand - ]

Hey - stop trying to leave me out of things....

[moralmyopia]

[It does get him to stop a moment and glance back. He... isn't glaring? Frowning, though.]

It doesn't concern you. Stop sticking your nose into everything before you get killed.

[He can't even pretend to be a hardass, damn!! The worry and guilt just trades from him to Senri as he tries to take his hand back again.]