🎧 homophonic | pcs | yukichi (fukuzawa)

[silicone]

There's no need to fear the past. The past is just a memory.

(in retrospect i regret my choice of filter name)

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w2... tuesday...

[silicone]

[ well, eiden is just having a stroll through sears because it's enormous and he can just enjoy the general peace and quiet. the bigger this place gets, the easier it is to spread out and hear his own thoughts once in a while. he's dragging his fingers along some of the shelves and humming a little bit when he happens to see the back of fukuzawa's head as he rounds a corner.

eiden slinks up behind him, affection radiating off of him, but also curiosity as he tilts his head. ]

Are you going shopping again?

[allmenare]

[He's over in the furniture section checking everything available at the moment! Frustration will be coming off of him in waves, but that frustration melts away into familiarity and affection (with a tiny bit of anxiety, but it's dwarfed by the other feelings) about a second before Eiden speaks up. He's a former assassin, Eiden, he knows the sounds of everyone's footsteps.

He waits for Eiden to speak up before he responds.]

I've been trying to find a bed.

[silicone]

[ exactly. he's pretty sure he can't sneak up on him even if he tried. ]

The bed market's really tight around these parts, huh?

[ poor guy. he feels this frustrating in waves coming off of him, and he just... gently reaches to hold his hand if allowed. ]

[allmenare]

I try not to complain because I want my teammates to get plenty of sleep, but this is the third week of sleeping on the floor.

[They can hold hands, he's allowed.]

[silicone]

[ oh. there's a warm little surge of happiness when this is clearly allowed but also the :nyeh: expression about the bed market. is this francy's work? ]

Three weeks too long. [ :c amelia... ] I wonder if it's possible to just buy one off the Reapers.

[ probably not. they want us to suffer................ (no) ]

[allmenare]

Probably not, they would have provided us with beds at the start otherwise.

[silicone]

What a pain in the ass. Literally.

[allmenare]

I think I'll have to wait another week yet. There's so many of us and only a few of these each week.

[silicone]

I mean, people have to stop buying up beds so fast eventually right?

[ he sighs ] Like at least let people invite other people over or something so they can sleep on a damn bed.

[allmenare]

Some of them were double beds too, what's the point of that with just teammates?

[To prevent banging, mods said no bang zone]

[silicone]

[ francy wants fucking. ]

I mean some of them are sleeping together. [ like those two guys in sweet theory! ]

[allmenare]

[What about Jan and Zia?]

So you gathered gossip on the other teams, I see.

[silicone]

I mean, Wenzhou had a giant hickey on his neck when we went for milkshakes, so.

I just see a lot. That's all.

[allmenare]

[Just hearing that makes him immediately look to Eiden's neck. Has he been making out with Yakumo?]

[silicone]

[ his turtleneck's neckline is a little shorter, so it's visible - his neck is clean?????? ]

[allmenare]

[Boo, go have fun with Yakumo.]

Well, I suppose the youth will do what the youth does.

[silicone]

[ who's to say he didn't already? gazes down. ]

You make it sound like you're ancient.

[ pokes his chest. ]

You aren't.

[allmenare]

You know what I mean. As you age your stamina decreases and desire goes right out the window. What you're talking about is for people in their 20s.

[silicone]

[ man it takes him a while to answer that, a wobbling hesitation before he goes for it: ]

Plenty of people in their 40s are doing it, I had that kind of clientele back home.

[ raising his brows but then looking away. ]

[allmenare]

[Well now there's a feeling of utter confusion as Fukuzawa misunderstands that as an admission of being a prostitute.]

...I see. Well.

[He clears his throat to try and cover the awkwardness. It fails.]

If that is your profession then alright, you would know that.

[silicone]

[ eiden just closes his eyes. he can feel a misunderstanding brewing in the confusion alone and he's stopping it here. this is one of the few good things about emotion share week: he can feel this shit. ]

I don't go advertising it: I designed sex toys when I was working back on Earth? Okay?

[ shrugs a little bit, he seems like he's uncertain again. maybe he should go... what if he makes him too uncomfortable? ] I won't tell you more than you want to know.

[ now he's embarrassed. ]

[allmenare]

Oh.

[Honestly there's a bit of relief there because what he was imagining was way worse.]

I won't pry if it's something you're sensitive about. But I don't think less of you for your job, if that's what has you worried.

[silicone]

Hah... honestly there's... a lot that worries me, but.

[ he waves a hand. like he's trying to clear the air of it. the relief causes him to laugh a bit, and in turn there's a sort of affectionate exhaustion that bleeds through as he pushes closer maybe. ]

I can barely feel it when I'm next to you... it's not that I'm sensitive about it, I just know it's not polite conversation for like. I don't know. A guy you really like?

[ he looks at fukuzawa's neck accidentally. his eyes fall and then snap up immediately. ]

[allmenare]

[His neck is clean, he is sin-free.]

Someone's profession has no bearing on if I like them or not. You have a skill, there is a demand for that skill, and that's it. I've certainly done unsavory work before.

[A pause.]

But why is my like or dislike involved in any of this?

[silicone]

[ he ducks his head ]

Because I care about what you think of me. [ he wants to go back to the pet shop and scream into the soft stomach of a kitten. there's just a surge of frustrating affection and embarrassment and it's a tangle of emotion that he can't free himself from. ]