concretejungles | (no subject)

I'd have fought it all, myself. You didn't do anything wrong, and I'm not going to agree with you that you did no matter what you say.

[ he's quiet for a little, and then moves to bury his face in kida's shoulder. ]

...Can I pay half of the cost?

Only if you're reasonable about it.

...What counts as "unreasonable"...?

Don't give any self-destructive prices. You need to take care of yourself right now.

...You too, please. Don't accept anything involving sharing bad memories again...

I'd rather share old memories than lose a sense, y'know.

But it upsets you...

Not as much as having my mind or body messed up.

[ frowns a lot. ]

Masaomi...

Really. I'll be fine. Let's just get it done.

[ he nods, and they set their prices! a treasure and having to project a significant memory somewhere public is his half. ]

[And a couple more treasures and a positive memory-share for Kida. He can be good, look at him go! And Mikado gets healed for their efforts.]

There. Not so bad, huh?

[ he smiles weakly! he doesn't feel quite like smiling and doesn't feel like he deserves to be healed, but he's glad that kida doesn't have to go out of his way too much for him.

but, he presses into him a little. ]

Mm... Can I wear your sweater...?

[ that would help rn ]

Huh?

[oh, right]

Ah, yeah, sure.

[pulls it off overhead, and hands it to Mikado. he's still staying riiight with him, of course. he doesn't want any more space between them than necessary.]

[ it's a bit too warm to wear two sweaters at once, so he gets rid of his own to put on kida's. his smile warms a bit after he puts it on and the objective kicks in. ]

[Well then, he'll steal Mikado's. It's not a perfect fit but he's not that much bigger.]

Ready to go home, then?

[ ...okay, he cracks a real smile at that. ]

That looks so bad on you...

Well buff up so we can wear the same size, why don't you?

Mm-- Not the size. You're a lot more attractive than I am, so wearing my unstylish clothes is...

Ah, I see, I see! It betrays my secret intelligence, huh?

It doesn't flatter you...

But it's yours, so that's okay.

[lifts it to his face and takes in a nice deep breath]

Ah-!

[ he's.

he's smelling it.

that's moe.

////// ]

There we go! Now that's the kind of face I want to see.

[tries for a forehead kiss, though he gives Mikado plenty of room to avoid it if he wants]