Victory is mine Matsuoka. [he slides his hands down rin's sides one last time before he relents and gets up.] One day you'll be as big and strong as I am. Just keep drinking that Pocari and sooner or later you'll get there. [he nods.]
[ and maybe there's something wrong with them, something that speaks of fractured minds. that they can return to laughter and light-hearted tussling when they've lost the world that once kept them safe.
or maybe this is just what it means to be human. being able to keep moving forward even after family and friends are stolen away, even when his best friend has cursed him with the knowledge that one death will have to be two. ]
Not all of us are part-tree, alright?
[ but he's reaching for the pocari anyway, unscrewing the cap to fill his mouth with another mouthful. taste and smell and memory, inextricably linked. ]
Besides, we all know who's the better looking of the two of us. Size isn't everything.
[ yeah, that's a smirk. that's definitely a smirk. ]
My momma used to tell me that I was her absolute favorite. [softly nudging rin in the side with his elbow.] And being part-tree isn't so bad you know. The view is a lot better up here.
[waoeigha woah give some warning bruh! he definitely falls over flat. thankfully they were already sitting on the bed, so it wasn't that bad of a fall, but still.]
[ rin's laughter quiets as he looks down at sousuke, his mouth caught in a latent curl but his eyes grown soft and solemn. they've come to this point because of sousuke, who has the singular ability to make rin forget the abject horror of their surroundings for a time.
only for a time. because sousuke's cheeks are hollow with malnutrition, his eyes sunken into his skull. there's a streak of grime down his throat that he'd forgotten to wipe away.
he's forgotten his laughter. all he can think about now is how real and warm and alive sousuke is under the weight of his body, and he need only reach out and take what sousuke has already offered, if not in so many words. ]
Damn it, Sousuke.
[ is all rin says, finally. his fingertips slide away; he's bending forward, pressing his forehead to sousuke's sternum, and doesn't do anything at all. ]
[and here sousuke thought rin was gonna go in for the kill and try to tickle him more into submission. (but now thinking on it rin probably wouldn't want sousuke peeing on him. so maybe that was for the best.) he tilts his head to the side in mild confusion as he does his best to accommodate the space rin would need.]
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or maybe this is just what it means to be human. being able to keep moving forward even after family and friends are stolen away, even when his best friend has cursed him with the knowledge that one death will have to be two. ]
Not all of us are part-tree, alright?
[ but he's reaching for the pocari anyway, unscrewing the cap to fill his mouth with another mouthful. taste and smell and memory, inextricably linked. ]
Besides, we all know who's the better looking of the two of us. Size isn't everything.
[ yeah, that's a smirk. that's definitely a smirk. ]
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The view of what, exactly?
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What. That doesn't answer my question at all.
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What do you mean it doesn't answer your question? The world looks different from my point of view.
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[ 8, actually, but who's counting? ]
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[sousuke is, but don't worry he's not gonna rub it in.]
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[ and that's the only warning sousuke is going to get before rin's throwing himself at him, intending on tackling him flat. ]
--do this!
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Can I help you?
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[ nope, you get no warnings. think of this as belated revenge for that beetle juice crap from ages ago.
rin leans his weight down, palms braced against sousuke's upper arms. ]
Since I've got you pinned and helpless and all.
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[he hunches up instinctively the longer rin gazes down at him with that impish smile on his face.]
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only for a time. because sousuke's cheeks are hollow with malnutrition, his eyes sunken into his skull. there's a streak of grime down his throat that he'd forgotten to wipe away.
he's forgotten his laughter. all he can think about now is how real and warm and alive sousuke is under the weight of his body, and he need only reach out and take what sousuke has already offered, if not in so many words. ]
Damn it, Sousuke.
[ is all rin says, finally. his fingertips slide away; he's bending forward, pressing his forehead to sousuke's sternum, and doesn't do anything at all. ]
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Rin? Are you okay?
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rin doesn't move. doesn't budge an inch, not even to take advantage of the way sousuke moves to accommodate him. ]
I'm just recovering from your stupid tickle attack. Shut up.
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he reaches up and puts a comforting hand on rin's back.] You must be really out of shape then if you're still recovering from that.