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Don't push your luck. I'll drop you. [Empty threat, mostly. But he's not going to be there and get called soft, gosh.
But yeaahh, he tries not to be grossed out by that coughing. Ew.] I doubt it's contagious. It just seems that your body is trying to slow itself down since you won't do it.
[And besides, Akira held him and comforted him when he was feverish after the fight with Dazai. The least he can do is return the favor. And besides, Goro isn't lying when he says he doesn't mind it. Ever since the maze he's felt just more protective of the other.]
I won't force you to take the drugs, but do you think you can sleep like this? Should I read to you?
But yeaahh, he tries not to be grossed out by that coughing. Ew.] I doubt it's contagious. It just seems that your body is trying to slow itself down since you won't do it.
[And besides, Akira held him and comforted him when he was feverish after the fight with Dazai. The least he can do is return the favor. And besides, Goro isn't lying when he says he doesn't mind it. Ever since the maze he's felt just more protective of the other.]
I won't force you to take the drugs, but do you think you can sleep like this? Should I read to you?
Just this once, though. Let's call it your sick day treat. [Because that's what people did, right? Watch movies or something like that when being sick but seeing that there really isn't much entertainment to go with.]
Which topic?
Which topic?
[Once Akira shifts and the weight is lifted from him, Goro leans towards his nightstand and reaches to open the small locker. From there he digs out a black book with white lettering, one that's seen better days for sure. Damn hooligans not knowing to respect the property of library.
Then, he leans back on the bedframe, pops one knee up so that he can rest the book against it. He opens from seemingly random page and begins to read:]
We tend to think of power as always radiating in a single direction - from top to bottom - and coming from a specific source - the sovereign, the state, the ruling class and so on. However, the power does not 'function in a form of chain ', it circulates. It is never monopolized by one center. It is deployed and exercised through a net like organization. This suggests that we are all, to some degree, caught up in it's circulation - oppressed and oppressors. It does not radiate downwards, either from one source or from one place. Power relations permeate all levels of social existence and are therefore to be found operating at the every site of social life, in the private spheres of the family and sexuality as much as in the public spheres of politics, the economy and the law.
[He keeps his voice calm and soft as he reads. It's a very different experience than to be asked read a passage from the textbook at the school.
And as he reads he let's his free hand to find its way to Akira's hair, gently petting it.]
Then, he leans back on the bedframe, pops one knee up so that he can rest the book against it. He opens from seemingly random page and begins to read:]
We tend to think of power as always radiating in a single direction - from top to bottom - and coming from a specific source - the sovereign, the state, the ruling class and so on. However, the power does not 'function in a form of chain ', it circulates. It is never monopolized by one center. It is deployed and exercised through a net like organization. This suggests that we are all, to some degree, caught up in it's circulation - oppressed and oppressors. It does not radiate downwards, either from one source or from one place. Power relations permeate all levels of social existence and are therefore to be found operating at the every site of social life, in the private spheres of the family and sexuality as much as in the public spheres of politics, the economy and the law.
[He keeps his voice calm and soft as he reads. It's a very different experience than to be asked read a passage from the textbook at the school.
And as he reads he let's his free hand to find its way to Akira's hair, gently petting it.]
[Once Goro's hand finds his hair, his sleepless state simply dissolves. His eyes droop closed and he sags, immediately relaxed, until he shifts a little to be more comfortable, and more importantly-- closer to Goro. He props just his head against his hip this time, actually listening as best as he's able for a while, but somewhere between "caught up in it's circulation" and "power relations", his weight rests fully against Goro's body.]
[He shifts again, bringing his arm up to loop across Goro like a seatbelt, and mumbles.] ...love you.
[His breathing evens out shortly after, and he is officially Out.]
[He shifts again, bringing his arm up to loop across Goro like a seatbelt, and mumbles.] ...love you.
[His breathing evens out shortly after, and he is officially Out.]
[He's relieved to see the way Akira's body language shifts as he finally relaxes, the tension seemingly dissolving from him. Good.
He continues to read out loud, turning pages with one hand while one is busy with caressing Akira's temples. Only when Akira quietly speaks the soft affection, does he stop and turn his eyes down to look at his boyfriend. He doesn't say anything and neither does he stop his fingers combing through the dark curls. His heart swells and a warm feeling takes over him instead of the fear.
And just because his lips stay sealed doesn't mean he's not thinking "I love you too" in his mind. In fact he's feeling the tenderness of the love with his whole being.
Gross. When did he become such a sap? Well anyway. Goro turns his attention back to the book. He was just getting to the good part!]
He continues to read out loud, turning pages with one hand while one is busy with caressing Akira's temples. Only when Akira quietly speaks the soft affection, does he stop and turn his eyes down to look at his boyfriend. He doesn't say anything and neither does he stop his fingers combing through the dark curls. His heart swells and a warm feeling takes over him instead of the fear.
And just because his lips stay sealed doesn't mean he's not thinking "I love you too" in his mind. In fact he's feeling the tenderness of the love with his whole being.
Gross. When did he become such a sap? Well anyway. Goro turns his attention back to the book. He was just getting to the good part!]
[Now, someone more polite might text or call first. Even in 2009, her friends would usually call her cell phone from their room to invite her out instead of walking down to knock on her door. It's the right thing to do! Even Kotone usually does that.
Not today. Today, she just shows up, knocking on the door of Goro's and Akira's shared house, and even trying the knob to see if it's unlocked.]
A~kira~!
Not today. Today, she just shows up, knocking on the door of Goro's and Akira's shared house, and even trying the knob to see if it's unlocked.]
A~kira~!
[The door is, in fact, not locked. Goro had gone out somewhere, and Akira was pretty sure he'd told him to lock the door after him, but he Simply Had Not.]
[He had good days and bad days, since the maze-- he recognized that he'd been abruptly overwhelmed with what he could hear Takemi diagnosing as "the traumatic experience of being known and forced to understand yourself in a new way you don't like, resulting in a severe depressive episode", because she'd told him similar at least once before. The last time, at least, hadn't involved hearing the voices of everyone he cared about telling him things he really should have registered they'd never say. He wasn't sure what it said about him that being cognitively shot in the head was preferable.]
[But anyway, the door--]
[--is open, and Kotone is walking through it, and Akira is laying flat on his back on the floor in he and Goro's bedroom, one foot still on the bed. He tilts his head at a funny angle.] Oh. Well, I'm glad I'm wearing pants,
[He had good days and bad days, since the maze-- he recognized that he'd been abruptly overwhelmed with what he could hear Takemi diagnosing as "the traumatic experience of being known and forced to understand yourself in a new way you don't like, resulting in a severe depressive episode", because she'd told him similar at least once before. The last time, at least, hadn't involved hearing the voices of everyone he cared about telling him things he really should have registered they'd never say. He wasn't sure what it said about him that being cognitively shot in the head was preferable.]
[But anyway, the door--]
[--is open, and Kotone is walking through it, and Akira is laying flat on his back on the floor in he and Goro's bedroom, one foot still on the bed. He tilts his head at a funny angle.] Oh. Well, I'm glad I'm wearing pants,
I've seen you without pants.
[Matter-of-factly as she peers down at him. For once, she's not carrying snacks or drinks or any other little activities. Just herself! And her Evoker holstered beneath her skirt, which Akira's at the right angle to be able to see even if he's not trying to look.]
Did you fall out of bed? I'll tell Goro to get you one of those buttons for older people to call for help.
[He has, a tablet, to call for help, if he actually needed it,,]
[Matter-of-factly as she peers down at him. For once, she's not carrying snacks or drinks or any other little activities. Just herself! And her Evoker holstered beneath her skirt, which Akira's at the right angle to be able to see even if he's not trying to look.]
Did you fall out of bed? I'll tell Goro to get you one of those buttons for older people to call for help.
[He has, a tablet, to call for help, if he actually needed it,,]
[He frowns, but she certainly has, so a moment later he's chuckling quietly, rolling onto his side and then his stomach, folding his legs and sitting up.]
Nah, I just didn't get up after I made him coffee. There's still some in the pot, 'f you want some.
Nah, I just didn't get up after I made him coffee. There's still some in the pot, 'f you want some.
[There's a brief moment where the angle his face is at makes the darker circles under his eyes more pronounced, making him look a particular degree of exhausted that's uncommon for him, but he smiles anyway. He moves soon enough, the shadows less deep-set on his face as he goes to stand up, righting his lounge pants where they'd twisted a bit on his hips.] I should have another tumbler. Where are you taking me?
[Oh bud. She gets it, more than most. Existing is exhausting sometimes. Her smile is a little smaller, but no less genuine as she nods with satisfaction to see him on his feet before disappearing into the kitchen to find said tumbler.]
It's a surprise! [she calls back over her shoulder and over the sound of rummaging through cabinets. No, she's not shy about digging around at all, actually.] But you'll like it, I'm sure of it.
It's a surprise! [she calls back over her shoulder and over the sound of rummaging through cabinets. No, she's not shy about digging around at all, actually.] But you'll like it, I'm sure of it.
[He knows better than to fuss, moving instead to a small dresser.] Should be the second shelf of the cabinet on the left, [He claims his jeans and a shirt that is actually Goro's, and leaves the top two buttons undone so it's both more casual and less restrictive. A belt, and he moves to lean in the doorway of the kitchen.] I hope it isn't a particularly loud surprise.
Got it!
[She prepares her cup while Akira is getting dressed, blowing gently on it as he enters. A smile and a thumbs-up later, and she's turning on her heel to skip toward the door.]
It's relaxing. C'mon! And tell me what you've been up to, too.
[Chat! With! Her!]
[She prepares her cup while Akira is getting dressed, blowing gently on it as he enters. A smile and a thumbs-up later, and she's turning on her heel to skip toward the door.]
It's relaxing. C'mon! And tell me what you've been up to, too.
[Chat! With! Her!]
Relaxing sounds nice.
[He throws together a quick tumbler of coffee for himself so he isn't too lethargic, and moves along behind her at a much more languid pace.] Mmn, not overmuch. I caught myself reading one of Goro's psychology books the other night because I couldn't sleep. Stuff will put you right down.
[He throws together a quick tumbler of coffee for himself so he isn't too lethargic, and moves along behind her at a much more languid pace.] Mmn, not overmuch. I caught myself reading one of Goro's psychology books the other night because I couldn't sleep. Stuff will put you right down.
Yeah?
[Hm, reading... not really her thing. Sounds kind of boring. Plus, she doesn't really ever have trouble falling asleep. It's waking up that's the problem!!
Anyway, she turns in the direction of the farmhouse once they leave Akira's place, clasping her hands behind her back and refraining from skipping only so she can keep pace with the other boy.]
How about you and Goro? Good?
[Hm, reading... not really her thing. Sounds kind of boring. Plus, she doesn't really ever have trouble falling asleep. It's waking up that's the problem!!
Anyway, she turns in the direction of the farmhouse once they leave Akira's place, clasping her hands behind her back and refraining from skipping only so she can keep pace with the other boy.]
How about you and Goro? Good?
[He likes reading, but Goro's pretentious philosophy texts are very boring.] Yeah. Like half a page and my brain was turning to goo.
[He hooks his coffee tumbler on a belt loop-- he puts carabiners on them so they're easier to carry because he frequently doesn't have a free hand --and slips his hands into his pockets.] Yeah. I'm kind of a handful lately, and he's... been surprisingly supportive.
[A beat, and he extracts a hand to twist his hair between his fingers.] ...ah, not. To say he's usually unsupportive. You know how he is.
[He hooks his coffee tumbler on a belt loop-- he puts carabiners on them so they're easier to carry because he frequently doesn't have a free hand --and slips his hands into his pockets.] Yeah. I'm kind of a handful lately, and he's... been surprisingly supportive.
[A beat, and he extracts a hand to twist his hair between his fingers.] ...ah, not. To say he's usually unsupportive. You know how he is.
[She makes a face at him when he describes himself as "a handful." What's that mean, bud? Existing? They talked about this.]
Yeah, he's kind of a self-centered jerk usually, [she says, affection clear in her tone as she gives him another smile to drive home that she's kidding. Mostly.] If he's not, I'll come nag him, though. I don't mind!
[Actually she enjoys nagging Goro. Let her do it more, please?]
Yeah, he's kind of a self-centered jerk usually, [she says, affection clear in her tone as she gives him another smile to drive home that she's kidding. Mostly.] If he's not, I'll come nag him, though. I don't mind!
[Actually she enjoys nagging Goro. Let her do it more, please?]
[He quite pointedly ignores her look-- he's a handful! He's usually so low maintenance and he's been a disaster.]
[But he also laughs at her assessment of Goro-- really laughs, a startled bark of sound that he lets continue, because it feels nice. He takes a moment to savor that feeling, letting the laughter peter off into quiet, and nods.] I think he likes it when people nag him. I know I like it when people nag him.
[But he also laughs at her assessment of Goro-- really laughs, a startled bark of sound that he lets continue, because it feels nice. He takes a moment to savor that feeling, letting the laughter peter off into quiet, and nods.] I think he likes it when people nag him. I know I like it when people nag him.
[BOY!!
The laugh at least keeps her from pushing the point too hard, at least for now. It's contagious, leaving her giggling a little and putting some extra spring in her step as they keep walking together.]
I'll definitely do it more, then! I think he needs to be nagged, otherwise he'll get insufferable. More insufferable. [(Affectionate.)]
The laugh at least keeps her from pushing the point too hard, at least for now. It's contagious, leaving her giggling a little and putting some extra spring in her step as they keep walking together.]
I'll definitely do it more, then! I think he needs to be nagged, otherwise he'll get insufferable. More insufferable. [(Affectionate.)]
Oh!
[She really shouldn't be surprised at Akira turning this question on her. There's a beat of hesitation as her cheeks turn the lightest shade of pink and a hand goes to touch the chain of a necklace mostly hidden beneath her shirt before answering,] Good, I think!
[And then, almost as if she can't stop herself, she adds,] I've been hanging out with Yu, too. He's pretty cool!
[She really shouldn't be surprised at Akira turning this question on her. There's a beat of hesitation as her cheeks turn the lightest shade of pink and a hand goes to touch the chain of a necklace mostly hidden beneath her shirt before answering,] Good, I think!
[And then, almost as if she can't stop herself, she adds,] I've been hanging out with Yu, too. He's pretty cool!
Edited 2023-10-19 02:16 (UTC)
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