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bakerstreet2019-01-29 08:58 pm
therpisonfire) wrote in bakerstreet2019-01-29 08:58 pm
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let me show you just what i'm maid of
The "Maid At Your Door" Meme
You've seen the Plurk meme, now it's time to find out the real answer to that age-old question: what happens when characters visit each other wearing maid outfits?
- Post a thread with your character.
- Tag someone.
- The character tagging in has just shown up at the other character's front door, dressed up as a maid. Or the other way around, if you'd prefer.
- What happens next? Play it out!
minato arisato | persona 3 | ota
keiichi maebara | higurashi no naku koro ni | m/f
Dazai Osamu | Bungou Stray Dogs
Chuuya Nakahara | Bungou Stray Dogs
Arianna Caledonia 🌱 Etrian Odyssey 2 Untold
Sasuke Sarutobi | Gakuen Basara
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hormones this isn't the time or place!!!]no subject
DONE
compliment it?ask questions? is it even in his place to ask anymore? he doesn't know.this boy is scratching his head internally at this problem while he tries to progress all this. but then as soon as he remembers the freezing temperatures outside, he steps aside to let him in. for a moment, he forgets all about the silent treatment he's been giving him since last night in favor of hiding the fact he was still stealing looks even as sasuke entered inside before y'know... the guilt kicked in. ]
Dinner's on the counter. I went ahead and fed Mr. Tori for you too.
Such a combo!
The job was supposed to be something he could do for a night or two. He and Yukimura weren't talking (or rather Yukimura wasn't talking to him) over something Masamune did. Sasuke thought it'd be best to give Yukimura space and busy himself with whatever work he could get to help their finances. He was going to drive himself insane fearing this was all some cosmic sign that he and Yukimura were not meant to be together in a romantic sense.
The posting said that a filming studio needed young men to act as extras in a music video. No experience necessary. Costumes, hair, make up would all be provided. Participants would be paid for their time, max a week. He had no idea what kind of music video or what he was getting himself into, but they really needed the money....
In a whirlwind of talk and signatures and pushing... Sasuke did get a part as an extra. From lacy headband down to shiny black pumps, Sasuke was dressed up as a maid with a short skirt and zettai ryouiki stockings held up with garters. They allowed him to keep his facial paint, but they added shading to his eyes, reddened his cheeks, and colored his lips. His clothes were shoved in a locker, and he only got to keep his phone for the periods between filming. Sasuke had no idea what the music video was supposed to be about, but every male extra was dressed as a maid.
And then one of the stage lights just had to catch a curtain on fire. Sasuke barely had time to grab his phone before everyone was evacuated out of the building. The fire department stormed the place, and once everyone was accounted for, they were told to go home and wait for further contact.
All their clothes were still locked inside and possibly on fire. Great.
When Sasuke manages to make it home, still a dolled up maid, and opens the door, he locks eyes with Yukimura. The only thing that stops him from mentally shutting down and fainting is the fact that he's freezing. ]
B-Boss! Y-You're home! I, uh, thanks for feeding him...
[ Sasuke squeaks as his teeth clatters. He had hoped that Yukimura was working, and Sasuke would have the opportunity to take this all off and return to normal. More importantly, no one would ever know.
He's fairly sure even Mr. Tori, his own crow, is judging him. God damn it! Why can't anything go right in his life ever?! Well, at least Yukimura is talking to him again? ]
(*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑
naturally, it hit a sensitive cord with him involving masamune that would eventually lead him to lashing out and pushing sasuke back to feel the same way he felt. it was petty, awful and something he was certain coach would look down on him for, but he couldn't help it. he wanted to make sasuke hurt the same way he hurt when he first found out and saw the notification on his phone. thankfully, he wasn't on the clock but the recycle bin outside their house wasn't spared. despite not understanding the background of the scheme, yukimura viewed it as the worst betrayal but also as a cautionary tale for setting himself up for something he probably wasn't ready for. his best friend-slash-love interest leaving him for his former rival who he also had confusing feelings for? it stung in different shades he couldn't imagine but even when he was this angry, it wasn't a pain he'd wish on anyone.
this stunt sent his self-esteem down a nosedive and short of saying things and lashing out the way he normally would have the very minute he saw him... he was still able to see this with a clear head that sasuke would have a sound reason for this. his trust in him shouldn't be so easily wavered and until he was ready, he figured the best way to handle this was give himself enough space until he felt he was capable of handling the brunt of sasuke's rejection because in the end, that's what it was leading up to, right? he wasn't at his best with all that was happening lately and since it seemed as if masamune was done talking to him, in favor of sasuke, it'd only make sense to let them be, right? gods, there was so much to answer to and talk about, but first thing's first: making sure sasuke didn't give into hypothermia before he could pry anything out of him. ]
I, uhm... yeah. [ quick yukimura, regain and compose yo'self. ] ... Wait here.
[ cue yukimura power-walking ahead and disappearing into the bathroom for a few moments to turn on the hot water and leave the shower door open to allow the steam to fumigate the washroom (thank the gods they don't pay for the water yet at least!!) shortly after, he'd cut into the main living space area and come right back out into the hallway with their blanket before draping it over sasuke's head, patting his now covered shoulders and arms down until sasuke felt warm enough to move closer to the bathroom before leading him inside and sitting him down on the closed toilet.
with his face tense and expression unreadable like his brother nobuyuki, it was difficult to pull what was on his mind until he finally broke the silence and spoke again. his little petty grudge be damned; silence never was a fond friend of his. ]
How long were you waiting out in the cold?
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It makes walking to the bathroom easier, and turning the bathroom into a mini sauna is a good idea. The warm, damp air fills his lungs and helps warm him from inside out. Feelings beyond cold start to return to Sasuke. ]
Out-s-side the door? N-Not long because I was hoping n-no one would see me like this. Out-s-side in the cold? ... The fire department didn't-didn't dismiss us until everyone was accounted for.
[ He looks down. Even with Yukimura talking to him now, he can't face him when he's wearing that expression. He's afraid of the kind of words he might say. The past few days have been a mess, and Sasuke doesn't know what to do. He would explain (while also trying to leave out certain details), but Yukimura didn't give him a chance to. If Yukimura wanted Sasuke to feel hurt, he succeeded.
Sasuke distracts himself by removing more of the maid costume pieces. (Who the hell invented these garter things?) The costume department made this look so easy to put on, but his fingers won't work right as cold as they are. If he wasn't worried about getting billed for damages, he'd try yank them off. ]
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Here... let me.
[ he gently moves sasuke's frozen hands out of the way, tucking them underneath the comforter before getting down on his knee and removing the delicate lace garter off his leg himself. had the mood not been overly soiled, yukimura might have made a joke about sasuke being the unfortunate protagonist in his own disastrous romcom, but there's no mirth to be found here. it's just the two of them, the awkward silence, and the hot shower running in the background.
as soon as he removes the garment, he goes for the stockings next and folds them neatly on the corner of their sink's counter once they're off. he makes the motion to stand up but soon thinks against it, and remains where he is before grabbing his cold hands into his and attempting to rub some of his own warmth onto them. casually rubbing his thumbs over the top of his knuckles before hesitantly pulling them over his neck and cupping his hands over them then, forcing him to then look up at sasuke with a hint of emotion that suggested his guilt over the small farce of cold shoulders and silent treatments. ]
Why didn't you call me?
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This is not that time. As it is, Sasuke can barely feel Yukimura's fingers ghost over his thigh-high stockings and pull them off. He wiggles his toes experimentally, feeling them prickle with each movement. His hands begin to sting as Yukimura rubs warmth and feeling back into them.
That look of Nobuyuki's on Yukimura's face is burned in his mind's eye. Whenever Nobuyuki looked at Sasuke like that, he feared the man could see into his soul, pick out every tainted piece, and expose them to the world. Nothing he said would be good enough. It made him small, heavy, like he could sink through the floorboards and into the shadows. He remembered every time he was told that kids like him never get families. However, Sasuke stood firm and pushed aside his insecurities because Yukimura needed him to. A fire would ignite within him. He wouldn't cower, and he would be there after when Yukimura's fire dimmed.
But... if Yukimura looked at him like that, then no inner fire burns, and it wounds him more. The hurt in Sasuke's eyes can't hide when Yukimura forces him to at him. He swallows. ]
... Why call someone... who won't talk to me...?
[ How can words so quiet sound so loud? The rush of water hitting the tiles in the water should drown out those words, but it sounds to Sasuke like he shouted them in an empty room. Why would he call to tell him that his quick job went up in flames? Would Yukimura have even picked up his phone? Would he have read a text? Sasuke doesn't know, and he didn't want it confirmed.
He shakes his head and shuts his eyes. ]
What even is the point of all this now?
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[ if yukimura thought he felt the pang of rippled guilt before, it would pale in comparison to the sudden, sharp constriction he was experiencing around his heart now when he heard sasuke speak those words into defeated existence. cinch the fold and tie the knot into a convoluted tangle.
'why call someone who won't talk to me?'
of course, there was a point to this. all of this, even if the worst case scenario occurred, he still wanted sasuke around in his life. he didn't want to easily accept the possible likelihood of the losing him and think about where it would leave him, so he didn't bring it up right away. in fact, it doesn't even register to him he's making the same callously neutral expression his older brother was known for and had often give him in kind whenever they met up the very few instances a year. he exhales a shaky breath, his insecurities and fears in danger of bubbling up from the back of his throat while he attempts to keep his tone measured and keeps his chilled palms securely cupped around his neck. ]
… It is not that black and white and you know that.
[ well now, he's just skirting around the issue, isn't he? ]
Despite how conflicted I feel about recent affairs, it's late and I was worried something had happened to you. And look, I was right.
[ –he would have read the text message at the very least. ]
I – You still should have called me, Sasuke.
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You're right. It's not that black and white, is it?
[ But for some reason, Yukimura is allowed to have that viewpoint? Yes, Masamune updated his profile. Does that mean it was true with no questions asked? Did Yukimura even consider who Sasuke was? Did Yukimura really think he was a person who'd open his heart to someone only to suddenly run off with someone else? After everything they've been through since they were kids?
His fists clench underneath the comforter, gripping tight onto the apron he still wore. He can't help but feel betrayed, and it is an ugly, familiar feeling. Why is Yukimura piercing him through the heart? Why? What the hell did he do to deserve this?! ]
But the next time you decide to believe something stupid online and refuse to let me explain what the hell's going on, I'll be sure to call you and say there was a fire at work, and I'm stuck in a fucking maid costume.
Is there anything else you think I should do, Master Sanada?
[ His eyes look sharply into Yukimura's, brow furrowed, jaw set. There's a challenge, but it's not fiery. It's dark, cold, sharp like the edge of a blade. ]
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