(mingle/open) happy new years!

[forethinking]

Who: Void Citizens
What: New Years Mingle!
Where: Heavenly Blanc
When: January 1st
Content Warnings: None!!

HEAVENLY BLANC

THE VOID, ON JANUARY 1ST

Ren
Food & Organization

Blue
Food & Organization

Eevee
Moral Support

Pidgeot&Arcanine
Lifting

YOSHIZAWA
Food & Organization

We hereby start the Void Calendar! All over the Void since yesterday, several handwritten notes have been taped or stapled to the Void's most populated areas in the hopes to drive the people to the popular bar/cafe. Heavenly Blanc's exterior has been protected from any upcoming storms by a large awning, and more tables and chairs have been temporarily set to settle any issues of overcrowding on the inside. Upon entering, one will be able greeted by the aroma of curry, although the spices vary from pot to pot, and coffee and alcohol will be served throughout the evening.

Within the interior of the bar, a small space has been divided and cleared out -- next to the jukebox. There, one will find a few microphones resting on their stands, waiting for whoever is brave enough to sing on them to whatever is playing in Heavenly Blanc when the storm hits. Last, but not least, a whiteboard has been visibly placed next to the entrance. It reads: "Names of the Months", and you may either write your own or add sticks to vote on your favorites.

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[simulatio]

[For a long moment, he doesn't answer. His gaze flicks back down to the rings again, that same surging emotion beating around his heart. He wants people to know that Ren chose him. He wants to rub it in their faces, prove that even someone like him can be happy. Even someone like him can be loved.

But he's scared, too, of what people will say. What it means for their reputations -- for Ren's, more than anything. There have been enough slip-ups already, people who've learned the truth about the kind of person he really is. To have them think less of Ren for it is absolutely unacceptable.]

I can't make your decisions for you, [he says finally, forcing his voice to remain as steady as possible as he draws his fingers back, finally chances a proper look up at him. He's still scared of what this means, still wants to scream and fight and do something with all this anxious energy. But Ren deserves better.

Wasn't it Blue who'd told him to be better for Ren? Maybe something even as small as this can help set him on that path.]

Do as you wish.

[forethinking]

(Ren is not in this thought process, all he could do was anxiously wait for an answer, and when it came, it answered nothing. Akechi hasn't addressed whether he is alright with being known, but if he's giving Ren the driving seat, he can only assume he is.

It feels freeing to not be hiding, but this, Ren has always known to be true. "Do as he wishes" translates to Ren as another kiss, a gentle and lingering peck before he takes a second to admire the rings. He's overjoyed, his cheeks hurting from the smiling.)

Thank you.

[simulatio]

[Akechi returns the kiss, more from habit than anything else as he stares down at the rings. If someone had asked him what he'd have thought about this a few months ago, he'd have laughed in their face. He still can feel some kind of manic laughter threatening to bubble up in his chest, even if he can't identify the source.]

Don't thank me for this. [He cups Ren's cheeks in both hands as if he could somehow hold his smile, carry it with him like the precious thing it is. It's so heart-achingly genuine, it makes him want to keep it for himself.] I don't deserve it. Not for- this.

[He gestures with his still-gloved hand, as if to somehow indicate the abstract of his overall response.]

[forethinking]

(His thankfulness still stands. Akechi didn't run, he didn't lash out. A part of him is proud of the other, even if he did freak out for a while. It was exactly what Ren expected and with how scared he'd been from the situation, it still rings true to him to be happy for the outcome.)

We should go back.

(Their absence must have been noticed by now. Ren plants a kiss to the other's forehead, gentle, bursting with all the love he feels.)

[simulatio]

[He closes his eyes when Ren kisses his forehead, exhaling a quiet breath. Things like this come so easily to Ren. To literally everyone else in the world, it feels like at times. So why the fuck is he so different?]

You go ahead, [he murmurs, reaching with his bare hand to cup Ren's cheek before releasing him.] I... need some time. Please.

[forethinking]

Of course.

(Ren is never denying Akechi space, or even time. It's a lot for him to process and Ren knows it. He nods, delivering the a last kiss to the ring bearing hand before he stands up, offering a hand for the other to do the same.)

[simulatio]

[He takes Ren's hand, but doesn't use it to pull himself up. Instead, he just presses the briefest of kisses to it, as if refusing to allow Ren to kiss his own hand without offering him one in exchange.

Then he lets go. He's fine sitting here for now. Eventually, maybe, he'll follow the roaring in his ears to the only place he can safely release these emotions. But for now, he'd rather simply stay here.]

[forethinking]

(Not getting up as Akechi is, Ren doesn't push it. Instead, he smiles at the gesture, knowing it was heartfelt even if it's brief. He feels slightly awkward just leaving, but it seems to be the right thing to do after all. One last smile and Ren turns around, hands in his pockets as he makes his way back at the party, hoping nothing was on fire in his absence.)