Alcohol, an irresponsible situation, and a backseat of a vehicle all optional. Teenage angst and hormones not optional. All teenage characters from any time, setting, or canon welcome, as are adult characters aged down.
Just Feeling It Out: Maybe you'll finally get to touch a boob!
Accidental Boner: Oh. Hi there, downstairs.
Deep Kissing: Heavy tongue action.
Flawless Approach: WILL YOU PLEASE HAVE THE SEX WITH ME? always works.
Party: A crazy atmosphere can lead to crazy decisions.
Goofballs: Both of you kind of suck at this, but at least you're cute.
Experience Difference: It doesn't count if it's not with you. That's what you tell yourself, anyway.
Boyfrands/Girlfrands: Finally rounding those bases with your honey.
No Play: They've told you no touching them below the belt. Oops!
Fumble: You touched the wrong place or said the wrong thing. Is this the end of your adventure.
Desperate: Please, please, please, let me stick it in.
Oral: Sometimes, you just want to kiss someone there.
Feels So Good: Let's hope you can last.
Love Confession: Now is a good a time as ever to tell them how you feel
Success: Awww yeah, break out the cigarette.
Failure: Hopefully they'll forgive you for staining their clothes.
[Did you know these kids don't actually live at school? Although given that it's a special private school they're probably living in tiny little student apartments just off-campus... Whatever the case, rest assured that even if Masamune doesn't technically live at Kojuro's place, he pretty much lives at Kojuro's place. There's nothing wrong with being attached at the hip, shut up.
So it's not all that uncommon on gloomy, rainy days off from school and practice both, that they're taking a lazy day to just sprawl out all over eachother watching totally legally obtained movies on a tablet or laptop or what have you. Or at least one of them's sprawled out on the other; Kojuro's probably sitting much more properly on one end of the couch, while Masamune's got his legs dangling over the other end and his head in Kojuro's lap.
The movie itself is some lame, over-the-top action thriller that doesn't bring anything new to the table, and even though Masamune's the one who picked it out he's kind of been dozing off. Until the obligatory sex scene, which is much longer and raunchier than these movies usually get away with. He's sure as hell paying attention now, and even if he's pretending otherwise Kojuro prooobably notices the way he shifts his hips or how his body tenses a little as he watches.
Jesus. They just showed two entire boobs on screen. Nipples and all. He didn't accidentally pick a porno, right? Maybe if he doesn't say anything about it, Kojuro won't call him out.]
[And even if Masamune didn't live at his place, it'd be the other way around. Someone has to look after Bossman and cook nutritious meals for him so he's in peak condition, thank you. ...And to make sure his homework gets done. And that he doesn't stay up all night watching shitty movies just-- you get the picture.
Kojuro hasn't exactly been watching too closely either, in fairness; the week's meal plan hasn't been finished, and he's been combing a hand through Masamune's hair as he does a mental stocktake of the fridge. It's not his sort of movie at all, but he'll watch anything if Masamune picks it and they both know it. But he'd been paying slightly more attention once the close ups of the two mains making out had started out; a way to watch for inappropriate content, he thinks. So why he hasn't intervened yet is a ~complete mystery~, at least to him. Then again...Masamune's not exactly a coddled kid anymore (ha ha yea right buddy) and if he wants to watch acted out fucking for a story then so be it.
He's averted his gaze to somewhere vaguely above the tablet by this stage, watching but not quite, which means that he can pick up on Masamune's tells more easily than if this was actually a good movie. It's all slow and warm too, which is probably why it's lasting so long, right? But--]
...You would think that, with their lives in danger, they would have more important things to do. [That's his remark. Enough to show mild disapproval and justify why he's starting to jiggle one knee, on top of the red starting to crawl up his neck. Don't @ him, he's clearly just an embarrassed mom still trying to stay cool about this 'sexual urges are natural' thing it's nothing the fuck else.]
[NO!!! Why'd he have to go and address what's happening right in front of them like this? Now Masamune's forced to acknowledge it, right as the scripted chant of "oh yes, yes!" comes blaring through the speakers and brings warmth to his cheeks. And why's he gotta fidget his legs while Masamune's right on his lap?! He subconsciously moves away from the worst of it, which also puts the back of his head directly to Kojuro's crotch.]
A lot of movies have crap like this. [Just sound cool and detached, keep it casual!] I guess it's supposed to be romantic because they're in danger... I can get it.
...hey. Who would you want to do it with, if you thought you only had one shot before dying?
[IT'S TOO LATE PAL YOU DIDN'T SKIP THE FUCK NOW KOJURO HAS TO DEAL WITH IT. And now he can't move either, past the knee-jiggling. Fuck. FUCK HIS ENTIRE LIFE. Look whatever, he doesn't have a boner so there's no need to panic, just ignore that typical little rush that sex scenes provide, it's good. Change the subject, shut it down.]
I always thought it was a little pointless, m--
[OH NOOOOOOOOOOOO NOT THIS QUESTION NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. HOW CAN HE SHUT IT DOWN IF THIS HAPPENS. And he can't even just laugh off the question or say it's dumb, because Masamune's asking it?? But...Like, that doesn't mean he can't skew the results towards himself either. Kojuro clears his throat and musses up his boss' hair for good measure, before putting both hands behind his head and hmmmm-ing very seriously. It's a dire question. ...And he needs to think of how to answer without incriminating himself, okay.] ...No one. I would be too busy worrying about what you would do without me to sleep with anyone, I think.
Why? What about you? Would you really think about choosing someone to make it as romantic as possible?
[Aw, that answer's kind of... sweet? Sad? Upsetting because now the possibility of a life without Kojuro has wormed its way into Masamune's mind, and let's be real, he'd die within the first day? But more than anything, it's a DIRTY COP-OUT, and he has no right to turn the tables on him after a non-answer like that! Asshole!
Well, the fun part of the movie's over now, as the cheesy music swells and the camera pans up to the night sky. Masamune rolls over enough to look up at Kojuro, eye narrowed, lips curved in a pouty little scowl, face totally baby tomato red, and he makes a choked little sound in the back of his throat.]
I-! How should I know? I've never thought about it.
[Of course under all the rude 'tude he is a romantic at heart - finding beauty in blossoms and birdsong, believing in hopes and dreams, reading into the passion behind a poem more than the words themselves - but lovey-dovey romance itself never has been his thing. It'd be great if a girl was into him, or he got to kiss someone, or touch a boob or something. Especially right now, with the untended-to heat pooling in his abdomen and his stupid teenage brain replaying that stupid love scene over and over. Ugh. Ugh!!]
Besides, if it came to that I'd rather just have you with me.
[...Because in a dangerous situation, having Kojuro at his back means they'd make it out alive. That's all! There's no other way to read into that!]
...If you had a gun to your head and we had to do it, though...I would. ...To save you. Does that count as an answer?
[Probably, considering the way he's now running one hand down his similarly ruddy face in exasperation at his own dumb ass. Help This Kojuro.] I guess we would both rather fight and die than sleep together and live, however. Which is...
[What? He's not sure. He meant to say 'relieving', because of course he did. No homo. But once his hand's not blocking his view, it's not exactly like that's such an easy word to say. Masamune's not some last minute choice, of course not! He's not some desperation option! He is a precious baby tomato who has overcome every obstacle thrown at him and then some, a handsome young man who enjoys poetry and fighting and being generally inspirational! Kojuro should be so lucky! And they're best friends so it'd be alright. That's what you should do, isn't it? Sleep with someone you care about? That's what the sex ed taught them all.
THESE ARE NOT PRODUCTIVE THOUGHTS, THESE ARE DIRTY REPRODUCTIVE THOUGHTS ABOUT PURE AND GOOD AND BETTER-THAN-HIM MASAMUNE.]
Anyway. That will never happen, so there is no need to worry about it. Besides, you clearly prefer breasts, Boss. This Kojuro lacks anything to that scale.
[Keep on digging that hole for yourself, Kojuro. You're just swinging all the dirt in Masamune's face.
He's not really sure just how to respond to all that, or even what it is he's feeling. He kicks his legs high into the air so he can swing them to the side and ger up into a proper sitting position, and then he gets all up in Kojuro's face with an indignant pout.]
[Then the 'OH FUCK SHIT' factor kicks in and he leeeaaans back a little purely out of surprise. Ohhhh the proximity isn't helping. Even if he's both flabbergasted and guilty right now, there's still a little gremlin on his shoulder yodelling about how cute Masamune looks when he gets sulky, and this is a face only he can see, etc etc.]
No! No, not at all! More...The other way around, I thought.
[Well great, here we are, he's gonna have to blab about his stupid childhood crush and how he hasn't managed to kill it off yet, aren't we. He's definitely the baby tomato this round, shoulders inching up around his ears and mouth a thin line to try and hold in any more dumb bullshit so that he doesn't have to face being turned away by Masamune, fucking Masamune.
...It doesn't work. The dam crumbles, a little, enough that his dumb teenager brain still shoves some idiot words out his hell mouth.] ...I do not-- That is, you're--
Do not make me say this! I do not want you to think less of me for my selfishness!
[Come on, of course he was goinh to zero in on that of all things. Embarrassing topics come and go, but an insult to his pride? Absolutely unforgivable, even from Kojuro. It's almost like he's forgotten the awkwardness of the situation entirely, with how fierce his gaze is.
Even if he is intensely pouty and his hair is still mussed in the way Kojuro shaped it to be rather than its usual kind of messy.]
You're jumping to a lot of conclusions today, Kojuro. Tch... go ahead, I want to hear your excuse now.
[DEEP BREATHS. C'MON BRO YOU CAN DO IT. This is what Kojuro was talking about in Starhue, man. Don't pick on this Kojuro he's doing his best with his stupid feelings.]
Of course I would...You know.
[WHEEZE.] ...You know. Sleep with you.
[Don't look at him with that face, he's only crumbling more!!! This is his weakness, a pouty bossman. hhhh. One hand combs through his hair to keep it from falling out from how much he's vibrating right now, and he swallows thickly.] ...Whether it was a life or death situation or not, too. I would want it to be with someone I cared about, and...
You are the only one I care about, apart from our team. But I do not want to burden you or strain our friendship with these thoughts! [Buddy, pal, you're straining it more by saying dumb shit like HEY IF YOU WERE GONNA GET SHOT ID FUCK YOU. Just own it.]
[Jeez, Kojuro. Putting it like that just makes it sound like some kind of love conf-
OH. OH WAIT. OH NO.
...well that might explain a couple of things, anyway.
And suddenly it's back to awkward, as Masamune feels heat rising up the back of his neck and the tips of his ears and all across his cheeks. Forget tomatoes, now we've got a pair of cherry boys on our hands.]
Oh... uh.
[He kind of figured he was going to go through high school without having to worry about how to handle a confession. So he's kind of at a loss for what to do-- his default plan of playing it cool and detached wouldn't feel right for someone he cares about just as much!!
...He really does, even if he's never worried about analyzing those deep feelings. They've just always been a part if him, just like Kojuro has, so what?
He scratches the back of his head and slumps against the back if the couch with a sigh.]
Listen to yourself. Since when was something as simple as that going to strain anything? If anything... you should loosen up and express yourself a little more from time to time.
[Yeah, yeah, like saying that means anything when he can't even properly tell Kojuro that just hearing that makes him... happy, in the end. Embarrassment aside.]
Edited (HEY PHONE, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK WAS THAT??) 2018-11-13 13:36 (UTC)
[EAT SHIT MASAMINI. This is what happens when you let some complete weenie follow you around for like, all of your life. And then you live at his little student apartment and watch softcore porn on his lap.
He falls in luh-luh-loooooove with you is what. And, even with that absolute acceptance (as far as he's concerned), Kojuro just...Looks like he's about to cry. Well, at least leak tears out of his eyes? No sobbing, just a defence mechanism. He's let Masamune down by making him uncomfortable with this truth! He should've just shut up or said something like 'oh hey I'd fuck Kasuga if she wouldn't chop my fucking dick off'. But nooooooooo.]
...Sorry, Boss.
I do not expect anything to change. I will be at your side as your support, your friend, and nothing more. This is what makes me happiest; being of use to you and seeing you achieve your dreams.
[Why would he ever express himself again unless it was about baseball or No Homo shit. Let's just sweep this under the rug, okay. Never happened. He's not crying shut the fuck up.] ...I should start making dinner so that you can take some home with you.
[NO APOLOGIZING, THAT'S THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT HE WAS GETTING AT.]
Oi! Wait a second!
[No, shit! It can't end like this- that is, not being given a proper ending, because it'll never be brought up again but it'll never really leave them, either. Masamune isn't even sure what kind of conclusion he's aiming for, but his hand shoots out to grab Kojuro's wrist anyway. He still can't look at him directly, but it's still plain to see that his face is scrunching up in embarrassment.]
...Ah? Try... [He's computing this, hang on. Running a million calculations. Is this okay? Is it really okay to strongarm his best friend into some dumb shit? That's what it feels like-- or would feel like, if it was anyone other than Masamune. But it's Masamune, and...He wouldn't just give in to something he didn't want or like out of pity and disgust, right? And if it's with him, then it's not a waste of his time because he'll be with Masamune anyway, which is why he's been turning girls down all over.
Tick tick tick, staring at the hand on his wrist with a slightly slack jaw. Nothing'd really change. Their time would not be wasted. And if Masamune finds a girl he likes better, then Kojuro would be all too happy to step aside. It's all okay. He's not hogging anything.]
I had always thought that, if I got the courage, it would be...Nicer than this. And perhaps I would somehow be better at kissing before I did this. [Because you know this bitch has never touched a girl ever in his fucking life. But at least Kojuro has Stopped The Flood Of Tears, which is good because he's fucking leaning down, expression very intense and one hand carefully reaching over to tip Masamune's face back towards him. ...Like, this is the right thing to do, isn't it? Maybe now he can help Masamune in times like this without it being weird. Just a little touching, nothing serious, and then he can make dinner and cry into it some.]
...That dumb movie made it look easy. Just go with the flow.
[That dumb movie is also, at this point, making it look like a simple task to punch right through a bear's mouth out the back of its head. Nasty.
Anyway, Masamune probably could have passed himself off as being cool and collected and totally casual about this if not for the fact that his face is glowing llike a stoplight. There's no way Kojuro can't feel the fire in his cheeks and the nervous twitching at the corners of his mouth as Masamune stares at him. This...! This is really happening, huh. He did suggest it, but somehow he didn't expect Kojuro to agree so easily.
Just how long has he been thinking about this? The only part the truly upsets Masamune is that his Right Eye, his best friend had something so big and important tucked away and this self-centered brat never had the slightest clue.
He doesn't have a clue what to do now, either. Maybe do something besides useless gaping, for one. Still under the flimsy pretense of playing it cool, he reaches to touch Kojuro's face in turn, fingertips trembling as they brush over his cheeks. Cool. Good. Nailed step one? This is step obe, right?
...So, like... he should just move to meet him halfway, right? It's not like anyone's going to smash their nose or split a lip or anything. RIGHT??]
[Look, okay. Look. Kojuro's not even too much fussed about the whole 'burning up' thing, because he figures that it's his face burning up and making it uncomfortably warm to get so close, but...Well, it's both of them. They're both complete idiots who are gonna have their first kiss (Kojuro's first anyway, he can't think of whether Masamune's kissed anyone right now and it doesn't matter to him anyway) thanks to some shitty movie.
He really should've expected this. It's kind of hilarious. You know what else is kinda hilarious? The way that Kojuro Fucking Katakura actually starts shaking a little when he feels fingers brush his cheeks. Mostly due to sheer adrenaline really starting to kick in at that extra bit of stimulus, but also...Well. It's one thing to have to turn down people you barely know. But to know that this is a real thing that is happening right now after all these years of stupidly, childishly wishing that he could kiss Masamune, it's happen--
His face did not stop moving when it should have.
He has just effectively headbutted his best friend because he was lost in his own head and didn't even realise that he was leaning in faster than he perhaps meant to. Now he's not only red from embarrassment and anticipation but from being a fucking failure at everything and HE WANTS TO DIE EXCUSE HIM WHILE HE PROSTRATES HIMSELF AS BEST HE CAN WHILST ON THE COUCH AND HIS FACE HURTS.]
Forgive me, forgive me I did not mean to do that, I am so sorry for ruining everything! FORGIVE ME BOSS MASAMUNE I WAS DISTRACTED.
[Does it count if he's done that stupid kissing-his-own-hand thing? Only once, because he was curious after hearing a dumb joke about it, and it was not that great. Hands are better for other things.
The real thing is another matter entirely. They haven't even made contact yet and he's sure of that much! Go figure, that after a lifetime of sharing everything with Kojuro, his first time's also-
He doesn't get the chance to finish that thought before something collides with his nose. Something tells him the bright spots in his vision aren't the fireworks all the schmoopy books go on about.]
Gah! Shit!!
[He cups his hands over his nose and reels back, contorting his face in pain. He's been smacked in the face with plenty of baseballs so you'd think he'd be used to this kind of pain but no! Hurts like a bitch every time!!
At least he's not bleeding, he doesn't think. He has to check his palms a couple of times just to be sure. He doesn't even look at Kojuro until the pain dulls to something still unpleasant but less overwhelming, and he just stares at him over the hand still pressed to his face.]
. . .
You should start supper.
Edited (proofreading at 2am does nothing) 2018-11-14 09:20 (UTC)
...Yes, Boss. Right away. ...Sorry again, Boss. I...Can look at it later--
[Thankfully, his nose bleed is just the sort that's only staining his nostrils, rather than a full on gusher, so...It means that he can just get up and scuttle off into the kitchenette easier (not before bowing super duper low, but still). Doesn't even wipe his nose clean because It's Fine It'll Dry Easier And He'll Blow It Later, just starts immediately chopping up leeks with way too much ferocity.
The whole meal gets prepped with way too much energy, actually. FURIOUS EGG WHISKING HIS MUSCLES ARE BULGING HE CAN GET ALL HIS ANGER OUT VIA COOKING DON'T WORRY BOSS IT'S OKAY IT'S OKAY. And he's even good enough to put the omurice into a tupperware container, because like...
Why would Masamune want to stay. He's actually hurt Masamune. He's going to slam his head into a wall soon as he's alone, okay.]
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Kojuro Katakura | Gakuen Basara
how about all of the above
So it's not all that uncommon on gloomy, rainy days off from school and practice both, that they're taking a lazy day to just sprawl out all over eachother watching totally legally obtained movies on a tablet or laptop or what have you. Or at least one of them's sprawled out on the other; Kojuro's probably sitting much more properly on one end of the couch, while Masamune's got his legs dangling over the other end and his head in Kojuro's lap.
The movie itself is some lame, over-the-top action thriller that doesn't bring anything new to the table, and even though Masamune's the one who picked it out he's kind of been dozing off. Until the obligatory sex scene, which is much longer and raunchier than these movies usually get away with. He's sure as hell paying attention now, and even if he's pretending otherwise Kojuro prooobably notices the way he shifts his hips or how his body tenses a little as he watches.
Jesus. They just showed two entire boobs on screen. Nipples and all. He didn't accidentally pick a porno, right? Maybe if he doesn't say anything about it, Kojuro won't call him out.]
all pizza all beef
Kojuro hasn't exactly been watching too closely either, in fairness; the week's meal plan hasn't been finished, and he's been combing a hand through Masamune's hair as he does a mental stocktake of the fridge. It's not his sort of movie at all, but he'll watch anything if Masamune picks it and they both know it. But he'd been paying slightly more attention once the close ups of the two mains making out had started out; a way to watch for inappropriate content, he thinks. So why he hasn't intervened yet is a ~complete mystery~, at least to him. Then again...Masamune's not exactly a coddled kid anymore (ha ha yea right buddy) and if he wants to watch acted out fucking for a story then so be it.
He's averted his gaze to somewhere vaguely above the tablet by this stage, watching but not quite, which means that he can pick up on Masamune's tells more easily than if this was actually a good movie. It's all slow and warm too, which is probably why it's lasting so long, right? But--]
...You would think that, with their lives in danger, they would have more important things to do. [That's his remark. Enough to show mild disapproval and justify why he's starting to jiggle one knee, on top of the red starting to crawl up his neck. Don't @ him, he's clearly just an embarrassed mom still trying to stay cool about this 'sexual urges are natural' thing it's nothing the fuck else.]
extra white sauce
A lot of movies have crap like this. [Just sound cool and detached, keep it casual!] I guess it's supposed to be romantic because they're in danger... I can get it.
...hey. Who would you want to do it with, if you thought you only had one shot before dying?
dont fuck the pizza u barbarian
I always thought it was a little pointless, m--
[OH NOOOOOOOOOOOO NOT THIS QUESTION NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. HOW CAN HE SHUT IT DOWN IF THIS HAPPENS. And he can't even just laugh off the question or say it's dumb, because Masamune's asking it?? But...Like, that doesn't mean he can't skew the results towards himself either. Kojuro clears his throat and musses up his boss' hair for good measure, before putting both hands behind his head and hmmmm-ing very seriously. It's a dire question. ...And he needs to think of how to answer without incriminating himself, okay.] ...No one. I would be too busy worrying about what you would do without me to sleep with anyone, I think.
Why? What about you? Would you really think about choosing someone to make it as romantic as possible?
maybe i just don't like tomato sauce 8(
Well, the fun part of the movie's over now, as the cheesy music swells and the camera pans up to the night sky. Masamune rolls over enough to look up at Kojuro, eye narrowed, lips curved in a pouty little scowl, face totally
baby tomatored, and he makes a choked little sound in the back of his throat.]I-! How should I know? I've never thought about it.
[Of course under all the rude 'tude he is a romantic at heart - finding beauty in blossoms and birdsong, believing in hopes and dreams, reading into the passion behind a poem more than the words themselves - but lovey-dovey romance itself never has been his thing. It'd be great if a girl was into him, or he got to kiss someone, or touch a boob or something. Especially right now, with the untended-to heat pooling in his abdomen and his stupid teenage brain replaying that stupid love scene over and over. Ugh. Ugh!!]
Besides, if it came to that I'd rather just have you with me.
[...Because in a dangerous situation, having Kojuro at his back means they'd make it out alive. That's all! There's no other way to read into that!]
i mean fair, barbeque is the best one
[Probably, considering the way he's now running one hand down his similarly ruddy face in exasperation at his own dumb ass. Help This Kojuro.] I guess we would both rather fight and die than sleep together and live, however. Which is...
[What? He's not sure. He meant to say 'relieving', because of course he did. No homo. But once his hand's not blocking his view, it's not exactly like that's such an easy word to say. Masamune's not some last minute choice, of course not! He's not some desperation option! He is a precious baby tomato who has overcome every obstacle thrown at him and then some, a handsome young man who enjoys poetry and fighting and being generally inspirational! Kojuro should be so lucky! And they're best friends so it'd be alright. That's what you should do, isn't it? Sleep with someone you care about? That's what the sex ed taught them all.
THESE ARE NOT PRODUCTIVE THOUGHTS, THESE ARE DIRTY REPRODUCTIVE THOUGHTS ABOUT PURE AND GOOD AND BETTER-THAN-HIM MASAMUNE.]
Anyway. That will never happen, so there is no need to worry about it. Besides, you clearly prefer breasts, Boss. This Kojuro lacks anything to that scale.
i want pizza now...
He's not really sure just how to respond to all that, or even what it is he's feeling. He kicks his legs high into the air so he can swing them to the side and ger up into a proper sitting position, and then he gets all up in Kojuro's face with an indignant pout.]
Hold it. You'd rather die than sleep with me?
[Dude. BRO.]
same. hawaiian only route tho also 1/2
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No! No, not at all! More...The other way around, I thought.
[Well great, here we are, he's gonna have to blab about his stupid childhood crush and how he hasn't managed to kill it off yet, aren't we. He's definitely the baby tomato this round, shoulders inching up around his ears and mouth a thin line to try and hold in any more dumb bullshit so that he doesn't have to face being turned away by Masamune, fucking Masamune.
...It doesn't work. The dam crumbles, a little, enough that his dumb teenager brain still shoves some idiot words out his hell mouth.] ...I do not-- That is, you're--
Do not make me say this! I do not want you to think less of me for my selfishness!
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Even if he is intensely pouty and his hair is still mussed in the way Kojuro shaped it to be rather than its usual kind of messy.]
You're jumping to a lot of conclusions today, Kojuro. Tch... go ahead, I want to hear your excuse now.
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Of course I would...You know.
[WHEEZE.] ...You know. Sleep with you.
[Don't look at him with that face, he's only crumbling more!!! This is his weakness, a pouty bossman. hhhh. One hand combs through his hair to keep it from falling out from how much he's vibrating right now, and he swallows thickly.] ...Whether it was a life or death situation or not, too. I would want it to be with someone I cared about, and...
You are the only one I care about, apart from our team. But I do not want to burden you or strain our friendship with these thoughts! [Buddy, pal, you're straining it more by saying dumb shit like HEY IF YOU WERE GONNA GET SHOT ID FUCK YOU. Just own it.]
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OH. OH WAIT. OH NO.
...well that might explain a couple of things, anyway.
And suddenly it's back to awkward, as Masamune feels heat rising up the back of his neck and the tips of his ears and all across his cheeks. Forget tomatoes, now we've got a pair of cherry boys on our hands.]
Oh... uh.
[He kind of figured he was going to go through high school without having to worry about how to handle a confession. So he's kind of at a loss for what to do-- his default plan of playing it cool and detached wouldn't feel right for someone he cares about just as much!!
...He really does, even if he's never worried about analyzing those deep feelings. They've just always been a part if him, just like Kojuro has, so what?
He scratches the back of his head and slumps against the back if the couch with a sigh.]
Listen to yourself. Since when was something as simple as that going to strain anything? If anything... you should loosen up and express yourself a little more from time to time.
[Yeah, yeah, like saying that means anything when he can't even properly tell Kojuro that just hearing that makes him... happy, in the end. Embarrassment aside.]
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He falls in luh-luh-loooooove with you is what. And, even with that absolute acceptance (as far as he's concerned), Kojuro just...Looks like he's about to cry. Well, at least leak tears out of his eyes? No sobbing, just a defence mechanism. He's let Masamune down by making him uncomfortable with this truth! He should've just shut up or said something like 'oh hey I'd fuck Kasuga if she wouldn't chop my fucking dick off'. But nooooooooo.]
...Sorry, Boss.
I do not expect anything to change. I will be at your side as your support, your friend, and nothing more. This is what makes me happiest; being of use to you and seeing you achieve your dreams.
[Why would he ever express himself again unless it was about baseball or No Homo shit. Let's just sweep this under the rug, okay. Never happened. He's not crying shut the fuck up.] ...I should start making dinner so that you can take some home with you.
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Oi! Wait a second!
[No, shit! It can't end like this- that is, not being given a proper ending, because it'll never be brought up again but it'll never really leave them, either. Masamune isn't even sure what kind of conclusion he's aiming for, but his hand shoots out to grab Kojuro's wrist anyway. He still can't look at him directly, but it's still plain to see that his face is scrunching up in embarrassment.]
Why not? Let's... try it.
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WHAT?
WHAT THE FUCK?]
...Ah? Try... [He's computing this, hang on. Running a million calculations. Is this okay? Is it really okay to strongarm his best friend into some dumb shit? That's what it feels like-- or would feel like, if it was anyone other than Masamune. But it's Masamune, and...He wouldn't just give in to something he didn't want or like out of pity and disgust, right? And if it's with him, then it's not a waste of his time because he'll be with Masamune anyway, which is why he's been turning girls down all over.
Tick tick tick, staring at the hand on his wrist with a slightly slack jaw. Nothing'd really change. Their time would not be wasted. And if Masamune finds a girl he likes better, then Kojuro would be all too happy to step aside. It's all okay. He's not hogging anything.]
I had always thought that, if I got the courage, it would be...Nicer than this. And perhaps I would somehow be better at kissing before I did this. [Because you know this bitch has never touched a girl ever in his fucking life. But at least Kojuro has Stopped The Flood Of Tears, which is good because he's fucking leaning down, expression very intense and one hand carefully reaching over to tip Masamune's face back towards him. ...Like, this is the right thing to do, isn't it? Maybe now he can help Masamune in times like this without it being weird. Just a little touching, nothing serious, and then he can make dinner and cry into it some.]
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[That dumb movie is also, at this point, making it look like a simple task to punch right through a bear's mouth out the back of its head. Nasty.
Anyway, Masamune probably could have passed himself off as being cool and collected and totally casual about this if not for the fact that his face is glowing llike a stoplight. There's no way Kojuro can't feel the fire in his cheeks and the nervous twitching at the corners of his mouth as Masamune stares at him. This...! This is really happening, huh. He did suggest it, but somehow he didn't expect Kojuro to agree so easily.
Just how long has he been thinking about this? The only part the truly upsets Masamune is that his Right Eye, his best friend had something so big and important tucked away and this self-centered brat never had the slightest clue.
He doesn't have a clue what to do now, either. Maybe do something besides useless gaping, for one. Still under the flimsy pretense of playing it cool, he reaches to touch Kojuro's face in turn, fingertips trembling as they brush over his cheeks. Cool. Good. Nailed step one? This is step obe, right?
...So, like... he should just move to meet him halfway, right? It's not like anyone's going to smash their nose or split a lip or anything. RIGHT??]
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He really should've expected this. It's kind of hilarious. You know what else is kinda hilarious? The way that Kojuro Fucking Katakura actually starts shaking a little when he feels fingers brush his cheeks. Mostly due to sheer adrenaline really starting to kick in at that extra bit of stimulus, but also...Well. It's one thing to have to turn down people you barely know. But to know that this is a real thing that is happening right now after all these years of stupidly, childishly wishing that he could kiss Masamune, it's happen--
His face did not stop moving when it should have.
He has just effectively headbutted his best friend because he was lost in his own head and didn't even realise that he was leaning in faster than he perhaps meant to. Now he's not only red from embarrassment and anticipation but from being a fucking failure at everything and HE WANTS TO DIE EXCUSE HIM WHILE HE PROSTRATES HIMSELF AS BEST HE CAN WHILST ON THE COUCH AND HIS FACE HURTS.]
Forgive me, forgive me I did not mean to do that, I am so sorry for ruining everything! FORGIVE ME BOSS MASAMUNE I WAS DISTRACTED.
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The real thing is another matter entirely. They haven't even made contact yet and he's sure of that much! Go figure, that after a lifetime of sharing everything with Kojuro, his first time's also-
He doesn't get the chance to finish that thought before something collides with his nose. Something tells him the bright spots in his vision aren't the fireworks all the schmoopy books go on about.]
Gah! Shit!!
[He cups his hands over his nose and reels back, contorting his face in pain. He's been smacked in the face with plenty of baseballs so you'd think he'd be used to this kind of pain but no! Hurts like a bitch every time!!
At least he's not bleeding, he doesn't think. He has to check his palms a couple of times just to be sure. He doesn't even look at Kojuro until the pain dulls to something still unpleasant but less overwhelming, and he just stares at him over the hand still pressed to his face.]
. . .
You should start supper.
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[Thankfully, his nose bleed is just the sort that's only staining his nostrils, rather than a full on gusher, so...It means that he can just get up and scuttle off into the kitchenette easier (not before bowing super duper low, but still). Doesn't even wipe his nose clean because It's Fine It'll Dry Easier And He'll Blow It Later, just starts immediately chopping up leeks with way too much ferocity.
The whole meal gets prepped with way too much energy, actually. FURIOUS EGG WHISKING HIS MUSCLES ARE BULGING HE CAN GET ALL HIS ANGER OUT VIA COOKING DON'T WORRY BOSS IT'S OKAY IT'S OKAY. And he's even good enough to put the omurice into a tupperware container, because like...
Why would Masamune want to stay. He's actually hurt Masamune. He's going to slam his head into a wall soon as he's alone, okay.]
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