🎧 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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[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. ]

[allmenare]

[Oh.

That stirs up some complicated feelings in him. Anxiety, of course, but also a sense of fear. Like 'what if I'm not the man he thinks I am and he's disappointed?'

But he pushes those feelings down and reaches over with his free hand to pat Eiden on the head.]

Rest assured, it's good thoughts.

[silicone]

[ noooo the anxiety. he feels that and he might just. edge a little closer. because shit if he didn't kind of start this. sort of. he doesn't know, he's so confused, but god if there's one thing he isn't confused about it's how his stomach twists a little. he is petted and once again shifts, takes that hand like he did before and carefully maneuvers it to press his cheek into it once more. ]

... This is the head pat tax from now on, Fukuzawa. You pet my head, I get your hand for a minute.

The director used to give me head pats as a kid. [ he rolls his eyes a little. ] Makes me feel weird.

[allmenare]

...if it makes you feel weird, I can stop doing it.

[He does it because Ranpo always liked it as a form of praise. But maybe Eiden doesn't want to be compared to someone Fukuzawa sees as a son.

He'll keep his hand still though, so Eiden can press his cheek against it.]