[ dextera nods, placated by guren’s admission, however strange it may be. he believes it. ]
I’ll be here.
[ a kiss doesn’t feel appropriate right now, but dextera wants something intimate—he wants to feel sure of his relationship with guren, whatever form it may take. he pulls guren’s hands toward him, holding them to his own face, just to feel himself held in guren’s comforting touch.
if guren won’t hate his brother, then that’s enough. dextera doesn’t want to incite more violence against the person he killed. ]
[ Guren stays quiet for a moment, watching his hands, Dextera’s face, and stretching with his fingers to touch more actively, brushing softly against his face. ]
What are you doing out here, anyway? [ By the water, not in his house ]
[ dextera sighs, and it’s a rough, pained sound—his voice already doesn’t work, or else it’d be painfully obvious how much damage was actually done. he’ll heal in time. ]
He ran. I want him to come back.
[ so he’s leaving his room empty, just for a little while. even if XIII has his own place—that bed belongs to him, too. ]
[ Makes sense, he guesses... Even if he feels overwhelmingly like Dextera telling him his brother could be there is a de-invitation for himself, the room being open and empty must be an invitation for his brother. So, Guren out, XIII in. He can imagine the desire, but it still bothers him. He’s keeping that down as much as he can, staring past him at the water. ]
I’m sure he’ll come back for you at some point or another.
[ dextera hesitates, but at the end of the day, with his head clearing slowly, he knows that he’s done something cruel to guren by kicking him out like that. asking for free time with his brother is one thing—abutting guren out completely is another. ]
I’ll ask him to go “home.” [ he turns his face into guren’s hand, his lips and nose brushing against guren’s palm. ] To Ruga.
I don’t want you to force yourself into doing something like that. If you tell him to leave, you could give him the wrong idea. It’s fine to want him to come over.
[ Guren doesn’t want to force that to stop. He doesn’t want to be in the way. He already knows that he’s not the best person to be with, and he’s not about to make it worse. ]
But it’d be nice if I could come check on you like always, too. I can knock if you want, but...
[ He doesn’t want to stay away, like when they’d avoided each other for a week. ]
[ his brother should go back, even if it hurts for dextera to divide his attention between the two most important people he knows. it’s better than what he’s been doing, where he’s hardly seen guren at all since his brother arrived in this town. ]
I want you to see him.
[ to truly see him, as he’s supposed to be. dextera’s brow furrows, as he struggles in his own mind through what exactly he means by that. ]
He’s smart. And kind. And he always took care of me. I loved him. [ a beat. ] I love him.
[ Just so that’s remembered. He’s not sure this brother will like him at all. ] Either I’ll be the one who cares more about you than him, or I’ll be the one taking his precious brother away. [ If he had to guess two extremes, anyway. ]
...Not that I wouldn’t try again, if you want. Maybe he’ll listen if you’re there, too. But I don’t think he’s ever going to like me.
You don’t have to tell me that. I’m just Ichinose scum, remember? [ He knows what it’s like not to be viewed as his own person, or as a person at all. He wouldn’t treat anyone as anything less than their own person.
Pulling one of his hands back, he ruffles Dextera’s hair, even if his eyes rest back on his throat and he feels sick. He really had him so worried. He still is. ]
[ Cute... The way he spells scum, but also the sign he uses for Guren— it’s all nice. Guren ruffles his hair just a moment longer before he drops his hand away. He smiles at the reassurance, as small as it is, but he doesn’t respond to it verbally. Dextera may think that way, but there’s a lot to unwrap he can’t deal with.
Anyway. ]
Do you want me to help you look for him, or would it be better to wait?
[ dextera considers it, but ultimately, there’s nothing to be done. his brother will wander back when he gets hungry, like an animal, because hunger is the one thing that his brother can’t resist.
he has just a little less self-control than dextera. ]
Sit here. With me.
[ not waiting, exactly. dextera just wants to be with guren, after that nearly explosive way they met up. ]
[ i don't have a concrete date for this thread, but action ]
[Guren is up as in, out of bed since 5am and sitting at his laptop, dressed, but barely awake and off and on falling asleep in the chair. The knocking pulls him out of one, now, and he blinks a few times at the laptop screen before running a hand through his hair.]
I'm coming in. [ Guren's voice means that things aren't important enough that they can't be interrupted -- Guren being grumpy is pretty par for the course, at this juncture, anyway -- and it isn't like Dex is over, so Fushimi doesn't run the risk of interrupting anything tender or intimate.
Fushimi lets himself in, looking unimpressed. He steps over to set a cup of coffee in front of Guren, because it's one of the four ways Fushimi can show human affection. ]
What's the point in knocking if you're going to barge in anyway?
[Guren sighs, but he actually relaxes a bit as the coffee is set in front of him. He's aware what it means for Fushimi to do something like that, and it's just a moment before he's wrapping his hands around the cup.]
I had a few questions. [ Fushimi sounds totally unconcerned about everything even as he says it, which... isn't exactly unusual for him. He doesn't bother to make eye contact, just leans back against Guren's desk and looks at the (ugly) wall.
[Ha ha he sure has heard that before. It makes him quiet, staring at the cup of coffee and thinking about each one of those secrets. Hmm.]
I don't know what you're talking about.
[It's rude, especially when he cares about Fushimi, thinks of him as family— but he's like this with anyone. More questioning will get somewhere, eventually. For now, he just drinks some coffee. He needs to wake up, anyway.]
It's fine if you don't tell me everything. [ There's probably a lot Fushimi wouldn't understand, or that Guren isn't capable of telling him for a lot of reasons, so it's fine. ]
A leader needs people to rely on. If you can't trust the people you lead, that reflects back on you, doesn't it?
[ It's a little blunt, but Fushimi has never been one for tact. ]
...Back home, my captain is the kind of guy who took everything on himself to spare other people. [ Fushimi doesn't sound as bored as usual as he says this -- it's not quite direct, but he's getting there. ]
It wound up being so bad that he had to tell someone, "If this gets any worse, you'll have to kill me."
[ Fushimi glances at Guren, and then glances away. ]
[Ah. Guren is quiet, again, thinking, staring, not sparing Fushimi a glance. He's smart, of course, and Guren knew that. But he wasn't sure this would have to come up.]
You're only going to freak everyone out if you share anything like this. [For the record. Yata, especially, he knows would be up his ass, since he kind of already has been.]
But if things get any worse, I already told Dextera that he'd have to kill me. He'd be able to do it. [He glances to Fushimi now.] You wouldn't.
[No offense to him. Just, the light of god is a lot more effective than anything else.]
I'm not strong enough for something like that. [ He could kill Guren, emotionally -- but the death of Mikoto, the near death of Munakata, those were different because they were willing to be killed. Fushimi doubts Guren will go down easily. ]
My captain -- my "king" -- didn't die, but Misaki's did. Mine killed him, so that he didn't blow Japan off the map.
[ So yeah, Yata would absolutely pitch a massive fit at Guren for being so irresponsible. This is all a lot of backstory that's sort of heavy, and there's actually something like regret in Fushimi's voice, because even if Mikoto wasn't his king by then, well, he still mourned him. ]
Misaki lost a lot of people all at once, so I'm not telling him. [ And then, carefully: ]
...Good. But no, I told him about this months ago.
[Isn't that great! About where he stands! Haha. Anyway. He doesn't want to hurt Fushimi, or Yata, or any of them. He has so much he has to hide, things he has to do... but at the same time, he can feel that things are getting to be too much. His heart is all he has left, and that's being threatened so much.
If he shares something a little more with Fushimi, won't that help that, as well? He has to think about it. But first...]
Dextera's twin brother showed up here. It's complicated, their relationship. They were conjoined, and he died years ago, when they were children, so that Dextera could live. There's a lot more I can't really go into.
[Death and sharing bodies and all that, it's not for him to say, or easy to understand, anyway.]
Dextera desperately wants to be close to him, even if he just tried to kill him in his own emotional outburst. He implied that I should stay away so his brother would come to see him. He said he was going to change that, but I think it was forced.
[So, he doesn't feel right going over there immediately, either. Not when he had to yell at Dextera to get him to realize it was bad.]
I have other things to focus on, anyway. [sure, he's fine]
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