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[king greets rin first, jumping up one of the dufflebags]

[at least that hasn't changed. makoto walks down the sidesteps, hidden by a bunch of tall plants and behind a counter anyway, and greets rin in his pjs, looking flustered for all that his boyfriend... brought with him.]

Rin! I thought something happened! --how much did you bring...?

[greets his cat first, because he loves him, and he doesn't make him lug a bunch of stupid crap across town. he just wants to nibble on his hair and fingers and nuzzle him. petting and greeting King until the cat tires of it, Rin eventually responds (gruffly)]

If you're planning on staying here until they're gone, you need more than clean underwear. I brought your clothes, and some stuff to eat, and a couple thermoses -- one's got hot cocoa in it, and it's too cold in here at night to sleep properly, so you'll need some blankets and the heater for your feet...

[the bags are shed and somehow, it seems like there's more stuff the more he takes off. he must have stacked everything onto himself quite efficiently, for this effect]

Plus the cats need their bed, and I brought some of my stuff, too...

And there's no point in bringing the xbox, but I got some of your books from the nightstand, and -- and your stupid clean underwear.

[hUFF]

Hi.

[he's shed of his last bag. kiss please]

[makoto stops, keeping his hands to himself, curiosity in his eyes as rin just puts down more and more things off himself--and his cheeks warm up as rin speaks. rin is doing his best to look out for him, and makoto... makoto just--]

I don't deserve you.

[a wilted sort of statement, sighed and relieved, shoulders slumping as he says it and moves closer, giving his boyfriend the kiss he very much deserves.]

Hello, thanks. I love you.

[and because he's been wanting to, he hugs rin and doesn't let go for a good while.]

...I'm sorry that the skeletons really scare me. I know they're silly and they're harmless, but I really just--can't. This probably means we're not moving in together for a while...

Edited 2015-10-18 18:09 (UTC)

[Rin lets himself be hugged, smiles a bit to Makoto's shoulder; even if being a boyfriend sometimes means things like staging elaborate skeleton escapes, these moments make it worth it. it's nice to know someone appreciates what you do for them, and knows where the desire comes from -- a bright spot of love in his gut. he returns the kiss happily, face significantly brighter than his grumpier expression from before]

It's fine. We'll figure it out. We should'a realised October is always nuts, here, with landlord bullshit. November'll be much easier.

[and of course, because he always returns the sentiment, even if it's in exasperation and relief]

I love you too. -- I gotta get some of this food in the fridge, though.

[a wiggle, a snort; even if their plans are being pushed off, they'll be together and having fun for the rest of the month. there's no rush to move in, only a desire and a hope]

[makoto lets rin go, scratching the back of his neck as he watches rin go towards the counter, looking about at the myriad of things on the floor that rin brought with him.]

The fridge's under the counter. It's not that big, so...

[rin will figure it out. for now, makoto gets down on his haunches and looks through some of the bags. ah, better to just organise the things for the bed. which brings him to the following sudden realisation.]

You're planning to stay here too?

Yeah.

[how do u say, you're a big wimp and I don't want to waste a bunch of trips over here at 3 am when there's leaves or something rustling outside and you heard a noise and want somebody here to cling to in fear]

[right, u don't]

-- You don't mind, right?

[turn it back on him, let him deal with it; Rin moves some the unopened ciders and beers from the fridge, replacing them with his prepared boxes and thermoses. he leaves one out, the hot cocoa he's just whipped up]

Edited 2015-10-19 03:41 (UTC)

Of course not!

[in fact, makoto happily chirps at that.]

I'm glad you'll be staying too! I think I would have ended asking you before long to stay too. --the cats certainly won't mind.

[and he hugs the blankets to himself, heading over and back up the stairs, to set them down by the makeshift bed he tried to have a nap in earlier this morning. he calls from the small alcove, over the flowers and pots.]

It might be a tight fit, by the way!

Like we're not used to that.

[a bit of a grumble because the cuteness of sharing twin sized beds has worn very, very thin; sometimes, he'd like to be able to stretch without elbowing Makoto somewhere important, or wake up with Makoto directly on top of him]

You hungry? I brought plenty of stuff, and tomorrow morning I can run out for fresh fruit...

[a grocery list is being compiled in his head; he's not gonna let Makoto's diet fall to crap just because of some damn skeletons, even if his sleeping arrangements have]

[makoto worries at the lack of a response, but mostly because it must mean rin is grumbling to himself, know-it-all about everything. now, he does his best to fix the mattresses against the wall and folding the blankets neatly.]

[time to get the heater. oh, he'll need an extension cord for it...?]

[peers in through the corner, towards the counter area, once he's gone down the steps.]

I won't say no to something to eat! The only thing this place is missing is a shower, too. We can shower at the sports centre?

[puddin wants to get on rin's lap, this cat lacks poise]

[momentarily distracted by a chubby little paw pressing into his thigh, there's a slight delay before Rin answers; he bundles the cat in his arms, scratching very affectionately beneath his chin when Makoto comes upon him. maybe it's a sign of comfort that Rin doesn't try to bluster his way through doting on the cats anymore; or maybe he's finally just admitted to himself that Makoto's already got his number, as far as his cat addiction is concerned]

-- That's fine. The facilities at the sports centre are definitely cleaner than the dorm bathrooms at Samezuka.

[pudding is shifted placidly into the crook of his arm, and Rin attends to the food he's brought, pausing in his cat pampering to unpack one of the bento boxes. it's still warm, full of vegetables and rice and meat. Makoto's scored big time, with a boyfriend like Rin -- he'll certainly never go hungry]

[speaking of Samezuka, though]

What'd you tell Momo?

[makoto approaches closer, definitely enticed by boyfriend, cat, and food--in that order (to rin's delight, if he knew), settling to rest at the counter, elbows against the hard surface.]

Hm, okay. Maybe after a jog later.

[puddin, in the meantime, licks at rin's jaw; an affectionate gesture, feline happy with the scratching delivered. makoto makes a bit of a face, unimpressed at cat-mouth smell.]

[still cute.]

I... didn't really stop and check on what to tell him. I'll send him a message soon. [hastily adds,] I panicked! He won't be upset, will he?

[Rin considers the question while he roots about in one of the many bags he brought for chopsticks. didn't Makoto have some around? where the heck were they? (he'd probably find them faster if he stopped spoiling Puddin, but cats always get an unfiltered treatment from Rin)]

He -- [a scratchy little kitten lick; he giggles stupidly, surprised] -- heheehe, ah, he might not even notice for a few days, honestly. Once he does, he might be a brat, but it'll be fine.

[the boxes opened before them are still warm, no reheating necessary; Rin uncaps the thermos as well, pouring into the cup for Makoto (it makes him happy to spoil Makoto a bit, sometimes, too)]

My sister thinks the skeletons are really silly. She laughs every time she sees them.

[an embarrassing fondness]

Edited 2015-10-31 18:09 (UTC)

Gou's just like you... Will she be alright if you come stay here?

[makoto feels bad, a bit, because rin wants to spend time with gou as much as possible; yet here he is, coddling his idiot boyfriend who is too scared of skeletons so silly that even gou laughs at them.]

...nevermind, Gou's really good at taking care of herself.

[a bit defeatist, makoto's actions, as he picks up the cup of hot cocoa and takes a thoughtful sip. he's glad it doesn't burn his tongue.]

Do you think Sousuke will be startled by them? Haru would probably dress them up.

I'll spend some time at home, too, during the day. [when you're less spooped] It'll be fine. If she wants, she can come take the bed here. [casually kicking them out of it; though Makoto may have the same sentiments, when it comes to Gou's comfort]

[he finally, reluctantly, puts Pudding down -- on the adjacent counter, rather than on the floor, because being a cat around Rin meant having special privileges. as Puddin meows plaintively, Rin resumes scratching his chin and cheeks, despite the fact that he'd put him down to start eating. privileges, definitely]

I gave Sousuke a heads up that shit gets weird around here, but I can't say I'm not hoping he doesn't take me too seriously. A skeleton popping up in his shower would definitely startle him, yeah.

[a snicker, as Puddin rubs his cheek against Rin's palm]

Though it's pretty weird to think that we'e used to the idea, honestly.

[even if some of us are big babies]

Tell me about it...

[makoto sighs softly, also reaching out to scratch at puddin's chin. makoto wishes he could be brave--like sousuke. he wonders what it would be like to be so composed and sure about oneself, but he figures sousuke has a tray of insecurities that are never brought to light.]

[he and rin are similar, in that they've both had quieter friends since their childhoods. it's interesting, in a way, how different their friendships are.]

I don't think I've ever seen Sousuke startled.

[though makoto wouldn't mind, if gou and sousuke decided to come hang out here some day.]

[his hand goes from scratching under puddin's chin, to resting atop rin's, and holding lightly onto his fingers--until the redhead stops, also, petting the cat. makoto's eyes look up, focusing on rin's face.]

It's really funny, he makes these choked sounds but then pretends he didn't. Idiot.

[before Makoto's hand makes contact, he's unaware he's being watched, and Rin continues lavishing love on the fat kitten with eyes far too affectionate by a half (between chatting with his boyfriend about his best friend, and the fuzz under his fingertips -- who could blame him?) but he stops when a palm covers his knuckles, meeting Makoto's eyes]

[damn, Makoto's got some stupidly nice eyes. it's not something Rin tends to comment on, since everyone has something to say about Makoto's lovely eyes, but it nevertheless takes him somewhat of an embarrassing moment to drag himself out of warm green and back into the moment]

-- What? What's with that look?

[makoto but shrugs his shoulders, smile peaking over his cheeks as he opens his mouth to speak; hand remain atop rin's, a more definite hold, playful tugs and rubbing over knuckles and fingers.]

Still processing that you came all the way here with so many things just to keep me company.

[technically, it's not surprising. since they're dating and all.]

[but it's the extreme of such actions that manage to catch makoto by surprise, no matter how long they've been dating.]

Even if I'm scared, I'm really happy, too, knowing you're here.

[and then he laughs, snorting through his nose, pulling back a bit.]

That's really cheesy, isn't it? We've become one of those couples that say embarrassing things to each other too often. [he's jesting, though he knows they're something sickly sweet about the way they interact with each other] It just--doesn't stop, huh?

[bursting with emotion, for rin--he means]

-- You're the one saying embarrassing things!

[a huff, though he's not angry-cat displeased as he usually is. he's not too embarrassed of his actions, evident by the way he immediately justifies;]

You're my boyfriend, obviously I'm gonna be there for you when you need it. [a fact of life to Rin so blatantly obvious -- and unchallenged, with no physical distance between them yet] You'd be sitting in the dark eating tulips without me, definitely.

[another huff, and he finally stops petting Puddin to lean over the counter and kiss at Makoto's lips briefly, stalling any argument]

C'mon, it'll get cold...

Eating tulips? Who does that--?

[that's almost an insult of what rin views makoto like in times of need and such. rin really sees himself as a knight in shining armour, doesn't he? that's amusing information, but also an endearing realisation.]

[shall they eat here on the counter? it seems fine...]

[makoto grabs at the chopsticks and starts picking at food on one of the bento.]

It's probably poisonous, for all we know.

"For all we know?" Oi, aren't you supposed to be the florist, here?

[he picks up chopsticks likewise, digging in to the other bento on the counter. Puddin lays on the counter like he has just done quite a lot of work, instead of just stoop there and get scratches]

As the person who exclusively gets flowers from you, please don't send me any poisonous ones. Even if it's appropriate for the season.

[the spoopy scary skellytons and all]

-- Oh, crap.

[the comment seemingly reminds him]

I was supposed to get pumpkins today. Momo wants to carve them like crazy, he won't shut up about it. Do you got pumpkins here?

[and perhaps Makoto should be flattered, that Rin gets so in the zone about looking after Makoto in times of need that his anal-retentive mental to-do list actually becomes fallible]

Edited 2016-03-14 09:18 (UTC)

[so much for the romantic path makoto was so sure this conversation would be taking (food, cat, and rin talking about flowers--which rin considers hella romantic, by makoto's reckoning), but all that is taken away with mention of momotarou.]

[makoto returns his hand from his attempted run at holding rin's hand, to be possibly followed by intense gazing into each others' eyes...]

[well, back to his food.]

Hn, there are. In the back. Though I'm not sure they'll be big enough for carving...

[looks like shojo is a contagious disease; too bad Rin is also pulling back, getting to his feet in search of pumpkins. as you were, fatass boyfriend, with your only truly dependable love -- food]

Some little ones might be fine for now. Those're the kind you paint, right? -- Keep eating, I just wanna poke around quick!

[and poke he does, right through to the back. he emerges a few minutes later, an armful of gourds in hand -- some small pumpkins, yes, but also a bunch of those gross looking squashes with bumps all over]

He'll get a kick out of these ugly ones. He probably wants to pick out a carving pumpkin, anyway.

[tunktunktktunktutnk, gourds a plenty beside their bentos, Rin resuming his seat as Puddin jumps out of a boneless lay, startled to attention. what is this bullshit?]

-- Though it's probably gonna be a disaster. Gou hates cleaning out the insides.

[and who is the resident dumbass who'd probably chase her around with fistfuls of goopy pumpkin innards, proving his pumpkin expertise.......]

Re: text, october 13 the great skeleton escape 2015

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