nice word to me

[interjection]

the ( one thing i like about you ) meme
You've known this person forever. Wait. Reverse that. Scratch it out. You've never met this man in your life. No matter what the case may be, you've still got one little niggle in that brainpan of yours while they're standing in front of you.

You have to say, out loud, the one thing you find intrinsically, insanely attractive about them. Physically. Mentally. Randomly. After being familiar with them your whole life. After meeting them two seconds ago. You have to bear this burden. What's better (or worse)? They have to do the same in return. The two of you, stuck in this tango, must continue until someone breaks the curse, all secrets are revealed, you go insane, or kiss.

All of those options all at once is also accepted.

how to play
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- comment in threads until the sun comes up.

Comments

[pyonpyon]

Huh...

[ He can't say this peculiar one-sided conversation isn't a little fun. yet. As he crosses his arms over, he snorts. ]

Don't you have red eyes, too~? You made a big deal over nothing just now~?

[hauntingtune]

Indeed! And so lies the seed for my bias, I suppose! For even when I cannot see myself any longer...I can still see that familiar gleam in your eyes, and in Jiro's...

Though I think that you both have far lovelier eyes than I ever did, which is why I used eyeshadow to bring my own pair to the fore! Your lashes are divine, my dear!

[Twang twaaannng]

[pyonpyon]

[ The familiar bizarre sensation of the spirit speaking persists in Nazuna's ears despite the inability to truly hear. jiro.  Jiro... ? Zenji's brother who also can't hear him? He's likely to have the same eyes as Zenji, making it meaningful. ]

You know I don't understand what you're saying at all, right?

[ With a soft huff and puff, Nazuna reaches to gently guide the biwa off to the side. Given how it's being held there shouldn't be an issue if its being pushed in the direction of its neck. Zenji ought to maintain a grip on it... All while Nazuna scoops his arms up like he can begin to get the unseen spirit into an embrace. He has to look ridiculous but he doesn't pull back when the new chill works down his body. ]

[hauntingtune]

[He opens his mouth to yap more.





Then he's embraced. Yes, it's somehow tangible and intangible all in one, lacking the pressure of skin on skin, and if he was holding anything else, Zenji might have dropped it. After a few seconds, however, the biwa and plectrum respectively come to settle around Nazuna's back.

Zenji's returning the hug. There's even a faint chill atop Nazuna's crown, from a spectral cheek pressed against his hair.]

...You don't need to, it seems.

[pyonpyon]

[ He truly feels stupid, unable to keep up with this position for too long before his hands rest against his own chest. After the smallest bitter laugh in disbelief, Nazuna clenches his teeth as he tries fighting back a shudder.

．．．Ｙｏｕ　ｄｏｎ＇ｔ　ｎｅｅｄ　ｔｏ．．． ]

It doesn't change that I want to hear you.

[ Now he drops his arms. ]

I'm sorry that I can't.

[hauntingtune]

[The plectrum moves up and down Nazuna's spine in a very platonic and friendly way, an attempt at reassurance where Zenji's hand can't be fully felt.

...But he lets go a moment later, seeing no point in rubbing it in. More.]

There is no need to apologise to me. If anything, I am truly sorry that we never met while I was alive. Why, the conversations we would have had...!

[And then he twangs the biwa again, humming sonorously as if that'll get picked up at all.] But we are friends now, so I am still glad. I hope you can be too, one day.

[pyonpyon]

[ What are the odds of Zenji still talking? Probably high. ]

Thank you playing for me, too.

[ He gives a short bow of his head and a little wave before turning to leave. ]

[hauntingtune]

...Any time, my dear. Any time.

[The playing stops, if only so that the biwa and plectrum can wave Nazuna goodbye.]