[It's way later in the night, probably, after everything. He's told both of them to meet him in the game room.
When they enter, he's playing Kingdom Hearts, and he's trying to beat Aqua with Riku, but... the game is paused, and his quivering hands finally put the controller down at the joining of his crossed legs. He can't really hold it anymore. The pain is getting worse.
But they'll notice something else. On the billiard table nearby are several things: a gift basket full of decadent snacks and pampering items like lotions and perfumes; an electric guitar with an amp and an aux cord.
senri will wander closer, and immediately pick up the basket of snacks. he brings them over to sasuke, and picks up a bag of chips. he'll open them up and pick one to hold out to sasuke]
Getting used to modern stuff, right? Because you'll meet us back in Tokyo?
[his heart aches in his chest. his eye is still red from all the crying he's done. but he wears a smile, perfect and pristine as ever]
[ he is not sure how many times he can be surprised in one night and yet
taka just. slowly walks over to the guitar and runs a hand along it, his brow furrowed. he doesn't say anything for a while and instead just plucks at the strings to hear how they sound. ]
[Taka is a detective, so he can probably tell the guitar looks similar to the ones found in the east wing music room. It sounds nice, though.]
Takaomi was right. It was the bookstore.
[As if that explains everything.
His eye shifts to the basket and then Senri, then the chips, the one offered. He reaches up to take it, but doesn't answer in favor of putting it into his mouth to eat quietly for a few moments.]
[Slowly, Sasuke carefully turns his head to glance from Senri over to Taka. He blinks, and then he just
starts laughing. It’s something neither of them have probably ever heard, a genuine Sasuke laugh, raspy and exhausted and soft. It comes bubbling out of him unexpectedly, and...
...he’s had a very very long month or so, but also a very very long week. So he’s just also crying, too. And even though his head and face aches terribly, he holds it down into his hands.]
[ . . . Sasuke sure has had it rough. Senri will watch him quietly for a moment, before putting the bag of chips aside. Then he'll scoot forward so he can gently pull Sasuke into his arms, holding him carefully in a hug and he'll glance over at Taka and
gently wave a hand over so he can come by to join them]
You've officially beat Taka to crying....
[while senri already sounds like he's about cry again]
[From the depths of his hands, he mutters, "Shut up." It doesn't take him very long to readjust and chill out because, honestly? Maybe probably not the first time he cried. But ANYWAY.
He uses the back of his arm to rub his face as gently as he can manage, hissing softly and raggedly under his breath. A long, low exhale comes. He lets Senri hold him for a bit, and then he finally sits back up straighter.
The controller is put onto Taka's leg with a small grimace.]
[senri is just playing for the GAME and the STORY. but he'll watch between the two of them for a moment before he moves somewhere. behind them? so he can lean on taka but also be close enough to touch sasuke]
[Nothing is wrong or suspicious about this until Senri blurts out the most random question in the world. But he startles like a ruffled cat when Riku goes flying. NO, HIS BOY!!!!!!!!!!!]
Hey! Watch it!
[This is all of their save file, okay!! Don't ruin the progress by making them start over!
Then he cuts a strange look at Senri.] What?! [He's actually embarrassed when he glances at Taka. Wtf???] What's that supposed to mean?
.... I don't trust that you apologized for what you said last week, even though I know you didn't mean it.
And you got a guitar just because you know that Taka likes guitar, right?
[senri frowns in thought]
I don't think either of you are good at putting things into words.
You know Taka was trying to get someone's alignment before, and he decided that it was okay to ask on a rooftop because if something dangerous happened, then you would just appear to catch him.
.... but you're also both stupid enough that you won't understand things if they aren't put into words.
he just tries to concentrate even more on the boss fight, like everything senri is saying is just background noise instead of something that's very embarrassing to hear. ]
I don't know what you're talking about.
[ he says, as if he doesn't constantly go, "i don't think sasuke likes me" ]
[Sasuke ALSO LOOKS AWAY. Away from both of them, but also, afterward, at the game and Taka's playing.] I already apologized. [Damn. Little faith you have in him, Senri.
Don't throw all this on him when he's been worn down from trial and curse pain!!! What the heLL.]
I don't know why it matters so much. We got the guitar because he guessed the bookstore. [No, they didn't. That was the basket.] He's fine.
He's definitely not as annoying as you are.
[THIS SOUNDS SO ENDEARED STILL A LITTLE HE HATES IT]
I don't know why you think we haven't talked without you somehow being involved. Because we have.
[Just. So there. In your face, Senri. The two emos can absolutely talk to each other on their own time WITHOUT an orange middle man. He pauses, attention on the screen.] Dark Firaga. [It isn't bossy so much as letting Taka know it's up.]
Sasuke opens his mouth, and it’s too quick not to be a dismissal, but... then he shuts it again, and whatever he planned to say, he doesn’t say. For a while, he’s quiet, glancing at Taka, at Senri, the TV. He looks down.]
You’re both happy, right? I don’t need to be in the middle of that.
w6, post trial
When they enter, he's playing Kingdom Hearts, and he's trying to beat Aqua with Riku, but... the game is paused, and his quivering hands finally put the controller down at the joining of his crossed legs. He can't really hold it anymore. The pain is getting worse.
But they'll notice something else. On the billiard table nearby are several things: a gift basket full of decadent snacks and pampering items like lotions and perfumes; an electric guitar with an amp and an aux cord.
He doesn't look up.]
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stupid moron.
senri will wander closer, and immediately pick up the basket of snacks. he brings them over to sasuke, and picks up a bag of chips. he'll open them up and pick one to hold out to sasuke]
Getting used to modern stuff, right? Because you'll meet us back in Tokyo?
[his heart aches in his chest. his eye is still red from all the crying he's done. but he wears a smile, perfect and pristine as ever]
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taka just. slowly walks over to the guitar and runs a hand along it, his brow furrowed. he doesn't say anything for a while and instead just plucks at the strings to hear how they sound. ]
Mm...
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Takaomi was right. It was the bookstore.
[As if that explains everything.
His eye shifts to the basket and then Senri, then the chips, the one offered. He reaches up to take it, but doesn't answer in favor of putting it into his mouth to eat quietly for a few moments.]
I don't know if I need to be in the way.
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and then back at sasuke]
... what makes you think you would be?
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[ he's still fiddling with the guitar ]
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starts laughing. It’s something neither of them have probably ever heard, a genuine Sasuke laugh, raspy and exhausted and soft. It comes bubbling out of him unexpectedly, and...
...he’s had a very very long month or so, but also a very very long week. So he’s just also crying, too. And even though his head and face aches terribly, he holds it down into his hands.]
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gently wave a hand over so he can come by to join them]
You've officially beat Taka to crying....
[while senri already sounds like he's about cry again]
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[ he'll go over to sit at sasuke's other side.
he doesn't hug him since he. does not think sasuke want a hug from him but he'll sit close enough that they're touching, at least. ]
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He uses the back of his arm to rub his face as gently as he can manage, hissing softly and raggedly under his breath. A long, low exhale comes. He lets Senri hold him for a bit, and then he finally sits back up straighter.
The controller is put onto Taka's leg with a small grimace.]
Save her... My fingers hurt too much.
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Taka, you should up the difficulty just to show off.
[but he'll. pick up the bag of chips again to pull one out to feed to taka. assuming he takes it then he'll get another chip to feed to sasuke.
apparently he's just
trying to proceed as normal]
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fight aqua. it's fine. his eyes are focused on the television screen but every now and then he glances over at the two of them. ]
There isn't a critical mode yet.
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I just can't mash the buttons.
[He makes a face about the chip. He's not a fan of being fed, not because of anything but his pride, but... whatever. He eats it.]
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[senri is just playing for the GAME and the STORY. but he'll watch between the two of them for a moment before he moves somewhere. behind them? so he can lean on taka but also be close enough to touch sasuke]
..... Sasuke, how do you feel about Taka anyway?
[for some reason there feels like
tension]
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it's okay. he's still alive. ]
What kind of question is that?!
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Hey! Watch it!
[This is all of their save file, okay!! Don't ruin the progress by making them start over!
Then he cuts a strange look at Senri.] What?! [He's actually embarrassed when he glances at Taka. Wtf???] What's that supposed to mean?
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And you got a guitar just because you know that Taka likes guitar, right?
[senri frowns in thought]
I don't think either of you are good at putting things into words.
You know Taka was trying to get someone's alignment before, and he decided that it was okay to ask on a rooftop because if something dangerous happened, then you would just appear to catch him.
.... but you're also both stupid enough that you won't understand things if they aren't put into words.
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why
he just tries to concentrate even more on the boss fight, like everything senri is saying is just background noise instead of something that's very embarrassing to hear. ]
I don't know what you're talking about.
[ he says, as if he doesn't constantly go, "i don't think sasuke likes me" ]
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Don't throw all this on him when he's been worn down from trial and curse pain!!! What the heLL.]
I don't know why it matters so much. We got the guitar because he guessed the bookstore. [No, they didn't. That was the basket.] He's fine.
He's definitely not as annoying as you are.
[THIS SOUNDS SO ENDEARED STILL A LITTLE HE HATES IT]
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[just saying. but he will feed himself a chip.]
... but yeah. Taka gets along with people better than I do, once you get to know him.
He's nicer.
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[ he's just concentrating very hard on this video game, thanks ]
... you don't have to worry about it.
[ it's mumbled. ]
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[Just. So there. In your face, Senri. The two emos can absolutely talk to each other on their own time WITHOUT an orange middle man. He pauses, attention on the screen.] Dark Firaga. [It isn't bossy so much as letting Taka know it's up.]
Why are you asking me this question again?
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[which is hilarious, coming from senri
but he'll rest his head on taka's shoulder, as if that'll be enough to be close without distracting him]
That's all.
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takaomi is quiet while the cutscene plays. it isn't until it's finished that he manages to glance at sasuke again. ]
...
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Sasuke opens his mouth, and it’s too quick not to be a dismissal, but... then he shuts it again, and whatever he planned to say, he doesn’t say. For a while, he’s quiet, glancing at Taka, at Senri, the TV. He looks down.]
You’re both happy, right? I don’t need to be in the middle of that.
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