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tabularasa_rp2020-08-18 06:55 am
forethinking) wrote in tabularasa_rp2020-08-18 06:55 am
(open) where have you been? been searching all along 𝅘𝅥𝅮
Who: renren and you!
What: a catch-all!
Where: bathhouse, hblanc, apartments, market place...
When: august-september
Content Warnings: none, but i promise nothing and will update this if needed! spoiler warnings will be on the top level or in the subject of the comment.
edit: remember when i said i promised nothing? there's people bathing in here
What: a catch-all!
Where: bathhouse, hblanc, apartments, market place...
When: august-september
Content Warnings: none, but i promise nothing and will update this if needed! spoiler warnings will be on the top level or in the subject of the comment.
edit: remember when i said i promised nothing? there's people bathing in here
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I was flirting.
(He said, his gaze turning to the bottle that he denied with a motion. He probably had enough for now.)
But I can tell you I've been thinking about you a lot lately.
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[As long as Ren knows Akechi is purposefully making it as difficult as possible. He snorts a laugh and sets the bottle down on the desk beside him, instead taking his mug of water for a long drink. It buys him time to think, and it takes him far too long to think of what he wants to say, the gears in his mind grinding infinitely slower as he sips from the mug.]
I wish you wouldn't, [he says finally, which isn't what he'd meant to say at all. It just slips out, and after a beat, he presses his lips tightly together into a frown.] No. It would be better for you if you didn't. You are...
[Incredible. Phenomenal. A person with stronger morals and values than Akechi had had in a long, long time. A genuinely good person.
Better than him in every way.]
Absolutely insatiable, [he says finally in the end, lowering the mug and meeting his eyes to shake his head again.] Does that line often work for you?
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What a mess.
At the last question though, it's Ren's turn to snort.)
Bold of you to assume I've done any of this before. You were my first kiss, moron.
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[Now that is something of a surprise, and Akechi sets the mug down, picking up the bottle again to resume picking at the label as he stares at the other boy in naked surprise. Because like, why wouldn't he be surprised? Ren is so honest and open and genuine about everything, so self-sure with every action he takes.]
You weren't interested in any of the members of your little group? Not even poor Yoshizawa-san, following at your heels like a little lost puppy in search of the smallest scraps of approval?
[And if he stumbles a bit on some of those words, perhaps he can be forgiven. He brings the bottle to his lips and takes another drink, grimacing once again from the taste. Anything to help him latch onto this new topic instead of thinking about how much he doesn't deserve Ren's attention or affection.]
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Did he make Akechi nervous? He went straight to scratching the bottle... Ren's braincells are all too busy drowning to try and analyze the why of the matter. He is taking this as a victory, though, if Akechi thought he knew what Ren was doing even when he had approximately none. Means he's doing something right?? He thinks?? It's a victory. Don't argue.)
I don't think it was like that. She just wanted support... (Akechi is drunk, he gets a pass on the rude comment. At the question at hand...)
Interested like this? No. It's a different bond.
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[He's still clearly surprised, and not sure if it's a good thing or not. It does mean that Ren doesn't just see him as a charity case or something... right? After all, he'd argue that Yoshizawa is certainly a better candidate for that. Athletic, slim, beautiful, senpai this and senpai that.
He starts to take another drink, thinks better of it, and sets the bottle down with a clatter, frowning at the noise.]
Well. That's good, then.
[He grabs another takeout container to occupy his hands, rather than because he's actually hungry, and grabs one of the skewers of meat, brain frantically working like its running through molasses to find another topic, because talking about the other Thieves just isn't interesting.]
...Well, I suppose you've gotten the results of your experiment, though I would say that my tolerance is better than yours.
[He'd stopped counting how many times he'd drunk from the bottle, and it still feels like he's holding a conversation rather well, thank you very much.]
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(Ren crosses his legs, knuckles supporting his cheek with his elbow on the armrest, the drunken smirk almost apparent in his lips, smug but much more relaxed than the ones Akechi is used to. Being drunk is a trip, literally, and Ren probably found his limit right there. Too much over that, it would bring memories he'd rather not think about, he's sure, less than that, he's just dizzy and a little slow.
All the slug aside, the look he gives Akechi is quite sharp.)
You know, Goro. You've been winning a lot lately. Don't think you're on a streak for too long.
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[He can guess, but he wants to hear Ren say it clearly with his own words, so he can acknowledge that he's better.
Oh, but this is manipulation, isn't it? He can recognize it, surely as anything, and yet, in this case... he'll allow it, his eyes lighting up at the use of his first name, his own gaze sharpening in return.
Ren really is catlike in all of his easy, effortless motions, and impulsively, Akechi wants to put a stop to it. Keep him from moving around so much, so easily, so effortlessly.
In a heartbeat he lunges from the chair before he can think better of it, intending to win at this game, too. Whatever game they're playing right now, if it's intimidation or flirting, he plans to win.
Of course, plans go haywire because as he stands for the first time since he'd started drinking, the entire room rotates around him. What had started as a planned attack of pinning Ren back to the bed to wipe that smirk off his face becomes a monumental effort of just staggering the few steps to the bed and taking a careful seat beside him.]
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Earlier, Ren had decided not to rush to aid for the rivalry reasons only. This time, the second Akechi stood up with such motivation, Ren could tell exactly what had hit him. He made the same mistake too at some point on his first drink and it's not pleasant at all to have the world turning around you and not knowing which way is which...
He'd help Akechi walk if allowed, but if not, the second they're both seated, Ren wraps an arm around his shoulders, as to give him something steady to help refocus his brain.)
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I asked you a question, [he demands more than says as the room finally stops spinning behind his eyelids. Alright, a change of plans it is, then. If he's already on the bed, then...
He reaches to take Ren's chin in one gloved hand, holding him fast so he can't break away even if he wasn't planning to in the first place.]
Answer me.
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Either way, there's a hand holding his chin and a demanding lover in front of him, eager for an answer...)
Why is it good that I've only been interested in you?
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It should spark another wave of panic. Instead, Akechi only leans closer, lips curving into an unmistakable smirk.]
Because I'm rather selfish, and I don't want to share you with anyone else.
[Which... should be obvious by now, really, but before Ren can point that out or offer any kind of rebuttal in exchange, he's using that grip on his chin to pull him in for a kiss.]