none of us are free from sin
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alloutofloveAt some point I uploaded new icons and botched some of my threads. Oops.
Also listen like 95% of this post is extremely nsfw. Double oops.
Stargazing → It's a nice clear night, and even when you live in a big city, there are places to get away and look at the stars. There's supposed to be a meteor shower tonight; maybe now's the time to make a wish.
Domesticity → Sometimes domesticity is a white picket fence and two kids and a dog; sometimes it's an apartment that's a little shabby but comfortable; sometimes it's just the people you're with.
What The Housekeeper Saw!! → What. What are you doing. Why are you doing it.
Spoiler prompt: There's a game you play sometimes, when you're acting. "Baby, if you love me, please please smile," you say, and the other person replies, "Baby, I love you, but I just can't smile." If you can make them smile, you win. If you don't, they win. And sometimes you don't even know you're playing the game. END PROMPT
Wildcard!! → Just what it says.
Also listen like 95% of this post is extremely nsfw. Double oops.
Stargazing → It's a nice clear night, and even when you live in a big city, there are places to get away and look at the stars. There's supposed to be a meteor shower tonight; maybe now's the time to make a wish.
Domesticity → Sometimes domesticity is a white picket fence and two kids and a dog; sometimes it's an apartment that's a little shabby but comfortable; sometimes it's just the people you're with.
What The Housekeeper Saw!! → What. What are you doing. Why are you doing it.
Spoiler prompt: There's a game you play sometimes, when you're acting. "Baby, if you love me, please please smile," you say, and the other person replies, "Baby, I love you, but I just can't smile." If you can make them smile, you win. If you don't, they win. And sometimes you don't even know you're playing the game. END PROMPT
Wildcard!! → Just what it says.
WHAT THE HOUSEKEEPER SAW!!!!!!!!!!!!
Date: 2017-01-22 07:14 am (UTC)But the retirements of professional athletes rarely ever go that straightforwardly. There's always some reason someone wants you back in the ring. Juzo had denied nearly all of them, but this one's a charity match, and he'd managed to be talked into it by Chisa and Kyousuke . . .
And, maybe, he misses it sometimes. Once in a while he's ready for a one-night fling in the ring. But if he said yes to everything, he'd never have time for Kyousuke, and that's more important.
But charity is also important. The big match is in TWO weeks, and to box as a light heavyweight, he needs to get back down to his high school weight of 175 lbs. Right now he's hovering at 180, down from 187, and it's fucking torture. Why had he gone and gotten used to being able to eat cake again, dammit?! He's had no sugar for three weeks. All he can think about is delicious, soft, moist cake. Cookies! Parfaits! Pudding . . . !
It's one Friday evening after he's off duty at Hope's Peak that he breaks and sneaks into a cafe by himself. And there's where Chisa will find him, when she happens into the same shop and approaches the counter just as he's turning away from it, a small white box held between his hands—]
Y . . . Yukizome!
[FANCY MEETING YOU HERE WHILE I'M BUYING SOMETHING I SHOULDN'T BE.]
Domesticity,
Date: 2017-01-22 07:19 am (UTC)He wouldn't say that he let things turn out this way entirely on accident. Though he wasn't about to admit aloud that he had hoped for this outcome, either. He can keep that feeling inside himself, and just feel a private, quiet, internal happiness at asking domestic questions like: ]
Yukizome, where would you like for me to put the dirty laundry?
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Date: 2017-01-22 07:47 am (UTC)Chisa smiles nice and wide at him: the kind of smile that crinkles your eyes shut and looks benignly sweet and pleasant. It's like she hasn't even noticed the box in his hands, like, oh! It's Sakakura-kun! They're friends, the best of friends, so of course she'd smile if she saw him, right? ♥
And she clasps her hands, like a demure young lady, her voice equally chipper and bright, So Friendly! What A Nice Young Lady, Yukizome-kun!
He's heard her talk this way before. He's been the target of that voice before. ]
Aah, Sakakura-kun? It's a little bit late for dinner, isn't it?
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Date: 2017-01-22 07:58 am (UTC)Is not actually something she'd say aloud, but it's a variation of the same thing she thinks every time there's evidence of him being here. It's not just his presence alone, but all the little signs that they're living together: his shoes in the entryway, the extra dishes, the second toothbrush.
The best part is having him actually here, but just... ]
You can call me Chisa here, you know.
[ One beat. Two. Okay, now about his question: ]
There's a hamper in the closet. I'll sort it out later.
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Date: 2017-01-22 08:12 am (UTC)Maybe he can still get out of this.]
—Uh! Actually . . . Yukizome . . .
[He holds out the box to her in his hands.]
This is for you!
[His expression is not very convincing, but damn if he's not trying.]
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Date: 2017-01-22 08:24 am (UTC)[ He has to admit, as arbitrarily stubborn as he is about holding out for some mystical "meaningful" moment to switch his form of address, this whole environment tempts him to actually follow her suggestion, more than anything else has so far.
But he won't succumb to the temptation! ...Because!! Because he's going abroad in a week, so doesn't that seem like poor timing?
Instead, he turns to find the closet, open it, and find the hamper, depositing some clothes there. ]
I appreciate it.
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Date: 2017-01-22 08:27 am (UTC)[ She takes the box delicately, holding it between her fingertips like it's more dangerous contraband than just a cake. The look she gives him is mildly disappointed, one eyebrow raised and her lips pursed. How could you lie to Chisa? ]
For me, is it? Well, I guess even Sakakura-kun can be thoughtful sometimes.
[ Like she doesn't know better, or that he doesn't know she knows better. But after a moment she relents, not quite pouting. ]
You could at least pretend to be more sincere, you know. What kind is it?
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Date: 2017-01-22 08:39 am (UTC)Never mind that usually, it was the person going away that got the presents.
But it's not like she can actually stay mad at him for long -- if she ever gets to that point at all -- so when the moment passes, she just smiles at him fondly. ]
Mmnn, I should be the one saying that! Things like this are part of my job, so you're the one helping me out, for a change.
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Date: 2017-01-22 08:40 am (UTC)I'd have shared it with you anyway if I didn't know you'd get on my ass if I admitted I was gonna eat any!
. . . It's strawberry pistachio.
[It's this, in fact, a terribly cute and artistic little pastry. It just adds to the gap moe going on here that that's what he bought . . . but it'd looked so good . . . ]
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Date: 2017-01-22 08:53 am (UTC)Of course I am! What are you going to do if you don't fit into your own class in time, Sakakura-kun?! You know how much of Munakata-kun's funding is riding on this!!
[ Okay, that's a little bit of a low blow, and she knows it. But she also knows that bringing Kyousuke into it, even as just a reminder, will be better motivation for Juzo than just her shaking a finger at him. It's not the sort of gamble most people would take, but she knows that however much he blusters, he's not going to make good on any threats to her. ]
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Date: 2017-01-22 11:12 pm (UTC)[ He can't bring himself to refuse her help when her talent is just so convenient to live with, but with as much as he relies on her, he's worried that she won't slow down the pace of responding to his requests, even when they're spending this much time together. He's going to have to be vigilant to avoid burdening her with too much, too. ]
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Date: 2017-01-23 12:02 am (UTC)[ She strikes a bit of a pose at that, chest puffed out and one fist upraised. And if she's a little flustered at him saying I'm living here, well -- well, so what! Why shouldn't she be happy about that! ]
If I'm already doing the work, it's not any trouble at all! And besides--
[ "And besides, it's a little bit like being your wife."
...as if she could say that!! ]
--you're such a tidy person anyway, Kyousuke, I'm almost embarrassed to compare.
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Date: 2017-01-23 12:11 am (UTC)He fwumps down at their table with a sigh, face in palm, elbow propped up.]
It's one piece of cake! Dammit . . . I know! I know how strict I've gotta be. That doesn't mean I've gotta like it!
You better give me a bite of that thing. A bite.
[His beautiful cake . . . he'll just have to come back after the match . . .
This is, without a doubt, the hardest part of boxing. Hitting people? He's great at that. Taking hits? No problem. The endless training, the need for intense levels of stamina to make it through a match under those conditions? He's cool with all that. But the weight limits? Whose idea was that, anyway?!]
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Date: 2017-01-23 12:36 am (UTC)[ She says it agreeably, settling into the seat opposite of him with considerably more grace. ]
When you win, Sakakura-kun, I'll make you a proper cake. You can think about what you'd like in the meantime.
[ Baking might not be her specialty, but that doesn't mean she's not good at it. It's a domestic household thing, of course she knows how to do it pretty damn well.
She dips the fork into the cake, and holds it out. Here you go, you can have the first bite. ]
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Date: 2017-01-23 12:56 am (UTC)(Really, that's all the reason he's ever needed, though.)
He blinks when she holds the fork out. Is she feeding him? Isn't that a thing she should be saving for Kyousuke?! But before he knows it, he's leaning forward anyway, just a little flustered, to accept the bite. Anyone watching is gonna get the wrong impression . . . !]
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Date: 2017-01-23 01:14 am (UTC)I haven't noticed anything embarrassing.
[ Though, even if there was anything embarrassing, surely she would be hiding it to the best of her ability right now. Whatever. It's still a compliment, probably. ]
Knowing you, you might be a little messier on purpose just so you have something to clean up later.
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Date: 2017-01-23 01:16 am (UTC)A very fine line of difference, and one whose rules change depending on the scenario, but the point is that it exists. (Except for how it sometimes doesn't. Chisa never bothers to worry too much about this.)
She does beam when he takes the bite, either way. ]
Good?
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Date: 2017-01-23 01:54 am (UTC)[ Because sometimes, your shining talent is housekeeping and you just end up showing up at your best friend's apartment every couple of weeks to scrub it down because you keep yours impeccable, and your boyfriend's so busy that his place barely seemed lived-in at all.
She gives it five seconds, then moves to sit -- not quite next to him. Close, but with room to scoot closer, if he seems amenable. ]
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Date: 2017-01-23 02:16 am (UTC)Isn't this how it always goes, Chisa. ]
Well, when you're accepted as a teacher, you'll have plenty of students to help clean up after.
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Date: 2017-01-23 02:34 am (UTC)It's a good thing she isn't easily daunted, at least, so a moment later she does it herself. She moves closer enough that her knee can just barely brush against his. Scandalous. ]
Mm, there'll be that. ...it'll be strange, being back there without you.
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Date: 2017-01-23 02:48 am (UTC)Will that be the strangest part of it?
[ But, if their positions were flipped, he probably would find that the strangest part. ]
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Date: 2017-01-23 03:30 am (UTC)[ I wish I could go with you. I wish we could both go with you. But that's too selfish to say, especially if his suspicions about Hope's Peak are correct. He's counting on them.
Her expression goes pensive for just a moment before she forces a smile back, knocking her knee a little more firmly against his. ]
Aah, but don't worry about me! I'll handle it, even if I have to drag him by his ear to make him listen.
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Date: 2017-01-23 03:51 am (UTC)One more.
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Date: 2017-01-23 04:04 am (UTC)[ There's that bright tone again, though it's a different flavor this time. Being friends with Yukizome Chisa means learning how to read all the varieties she has. She puts the fork down and reaches across the table to ruffle his hair -- just a quick gesture, there-and-gone. It's not unlike how one might pet a child to soothe them. Her voice does gentle, though, going softer than before. ]
It's only two more weeks. You can do it.
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Date: 2017-01-23 04:43 am (UTC)Aah, I've done it for longer before. I let myself get spoiled once I stopped boxing. I've gotta remember why the hell I ever signed myself up for that stuff in the first place. . . . If I hadn't I probably wouldn't care, though. It's not like I ate that much cake as a kid.
[It's all about wanting what he can't have.]