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[ the only answer given now is the dondondondondon of approaching footsteps a moment later, heralding the door bursting open. ]
I. Have arrived. [ a little flushed of face, breathless, and currently donning a cabaret bunny outfit of generous cut and fluffy tail, fuzzy ears bobbing undeterred by his apparent dead sprint through the base. ]
I. Have arrived. [ a little flushed of face, breathless, and currently donning a cabaret bunny outfit of generous cut and fluffy tail, fuzzy ears bobbing undeterred by his apparent dead sprint through the base. ]
It’s the style chip, isn’t it?
[ The same thing that made Kugisaki have to hug them all… Groaning, he covers his face. Why is this his brother…?
Why is it also weirdly endearing that Choso ran to him dressed like this? ]
Can you change it yet? You can try and match my outfit if you want.
[ The same thing that made Kugisaki have to hug them all… Groaning, he covers his face. Why is this his brother…?
Why is it also weirdly endearing that Choso ran to him dressed like this? ]
Can you change it yet? You can try and match my outfit if you want.
Okay... I guess we'll just have to do it like this, then...
[ This is so embarrassing - and here he thought it would be cute... Yuji steps around, going to grab a small box from the bed. When he hands it over, he smiles softly. Inside are a pair of matching rings, the stones the same colour: blood red. ]
[ This is so embarrassing - and here he thought it would be cute... Yuji steps around, going to grab a small box from the bed. When he hands it over, he smiles softly. Inside are a pair of matching rings, the stones the same colour: blood red. ]
[ sorry yuji, it's not his fault technology doesn't like him (or likes him too much?)
it takes him a moment to actually take the box, and another to open it: it is a gift from yuji, after all, so choso must accept it properly, must turn it over and over in his hands with an expression of slowly-dawning amazement and, yes, a gentle joy. not even the bunny ears can detract from how choso's eyes sort of light up. ]
They are fascinating. What are they for?
[ asked as he picks one up, holding it up to the room's light. flowing red scale stretches out the mark on choso's face as he takes a Real Good Look at it. (who needs a loupe when you've got fancy blood?) ]
it takes him a moment to actually take the box, and another to open it: it is a gift from yuji, after all, so choso must accept it properly, must turn it over and over in his hands with an expression of slowly-dawning amazement and, yes, a gentle joy. not even the bunny ears can detract from how choso's eyes sort of light up. ]
They are fascinating. What are they for?
[ asked as he picks one up, holding it up to the room's light. flowing red scale stretches out the mark on choso's face as he takes a Real Good Look at it. (who needs a loupe when you've got fancy blood?) ]
[ One day, his brother might chill out and be a little less weird, but until then...
Yuji reaches and takes out the other ring, smiling softly. ]
They're tracker rings, so we can find each other. I know you can find out where I am because of my blood or whatever it is, but I can't do the same, and if you were in trouble...
[ He shifts, awkwardly. ]
I'd like to be able to find you.
Yuji reaches and takes out the other ring, smiling softly. ]
They're tracker rings, so we can find each other. I know you can find out where I am because of my blood or whatever it is, but I can't do the same, and if you were in trouble...
[ He shifts, awkwardly. ]
I'd like to be able to find you.
[ it is... touching. it touches choso in a way he can't quantify, a feather-light brush over some raw thing inside of him that rather than flinching away from, he lets wash over him, envelop him, possess him.
And it is warm.
He lays the box aside to better handle his own ring, lets the wink of the stone in the light hold his gaze as he tries it on each finger in turn. Which would it fit? Which one felt best? Important questions. It would live on the digit he decided on, after all: this was a gift from Yuji. This was Yuji's precious connection to Choso. ]
I will never part with it. [ Simple, iron conviction: he really won't. Ever. ]
Thank you, Yuji.
And it is warm.
He lays the box aside to better handle his own ring, lets the wink of the stone in the light hold his gaze as he tries it on each finger in turn. Which would it fit? Which one felt best? Important questions. It would live on the digit he decided on, after all: this was a gift from Yuji. This was Yuji's precious connection to Choso. ]
I will never part with it. [ Simple, iron conviction: he really won't. Ever. ]
Thank you, Yuji.
[ A hard breath sucked in. To think, Yuji wanting this connection for safety, showing how he cared in such broad and bold strokes, always thinking of others, always so considerate...!
how did choso get so lucky with such a wonderfulperfectamazing little brother?
for no reason in particular, choso puts his right hand up over his eyes with a huff and a puff of air.
The red stone glints from its home on his ring finger. ]
Thagg hyuuuuuh.
how did choso get so lucky with such a wonderfulperfectamazing little brother?
for no reason in particular, choso puts his right hand up over his eyes with a huff and a puff of air.
The red stone glints from its home on his ring finger. ]
Thagg hyuuuuuh.
Choso...
[ He should've known this was coming, huh... For all that Yuji is a little exasperated, he can't help but find it wholly endearing as well, shaking his head as he reaches out to tug his brother into his arms.
A little weird, since he's dressed the way he is, but...
Squeezing his arms around him, he presses his face against Choso with a soft sigh. ]
You're welcome, okay? I'll wear mine a lot too, so you can help find me - but, oh! Wait, there's -
[ Leaning back, he tries to tug Choso's hand away. ]
The rings have another feature. You can feel emotions, too.
[ He should've known this was coming, huh... For all that Yuji is a little exasperated, he can't help but find it wholly endearing as well, shaking his head as he reaches out to tug his brother into his arms.
A little weird, since he's dressed the way he is, but...
Squeezing his arms around him, he presses his face against Choso with a soft sigh. ]
You're welcome, okay? I'll wear mine a lot too, so you can help find me - but, oh! Wait, there's -
[ Leaning back, he tries to tug Choso's hand away. ]
The rings have another feature. You can feel emotions, too.
[ the hand comes away easily, revealing choso’s face with his pink cheeks and wet, reddened eyes, but he seems less concerned about how he looks (bunny ears and all) now and more with what yuji’s trying to show him, blinking at the ring first before turning curious, weepy eyes on his brother. ]
Emotions? As in… can you feel this, too?
[ can yuji feel it? choso’s fondness, his love, this intensity that wends through his bones like steel cable? ]
Emotions? As in… can you feel this, too?
[ can yuji feel it? choso’s fondness, his love, this intensity that wends through his bones like steel cable? ]
[ the cock of his head sets the ears bobbing crookedly, inquisitively, even.
sometimes, looking at yuji was like (so he surmises, having never been) peering into the ocean deeps. what unknowable titans lay beyond the surface light? what debris transformed the landscape of yuji’s incandescent soul into the tormented thing it is now? ]
I wish to. Of course I wish to.
[ like there was ever any question about it. ]
sometimes, looking at yuji was like (so he surmises, having never been) peering into the ocean deeps. what unknowable titans lay beyond the surface light? what debris transformed the landscape of yuji’s incandescent soul into the tormented thing it is now? ]
I wish to. Of course I wish to.
[ like there was ever any question about it. ]
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