"(815): I've noticed we have slowly begun to phase the "B" out of our Bromance." Action | Closed

[deathcough]

Who: Souji and Hajime
Where: Souji's apartment
When: like a day before the werewolf hunt or w/e

[Honestly, Souji likes this part of his relationship with Hajime. The part where he has a key and comes in, doesn't even have to announce himself anymore, and will fix Souji dinner like it's no big deal. The part here they can hang out without saying a word, communicating through nonverbal means and gestures that they can easily read into. The looks and touches and other little nuances they've grown so used to over the years.

Souji stifles a yawn and stands in the middle of his living room, stealing glances at Hajime finishing cooking their evening meal as he flicks through netflix]

What are you in the mood for? I don't really feel like a horror movie...

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[deathcough]

Heh. [Souji falls silent for a while.]

If I fell into a box and floated down the river would you chase after me?

[iaijutsu]

Of course.

[Who knows what kind of shit he'd get into at the other end? Not happening.]

[deathcough]

[He can't help but laugh--jeez, he didn't even have to think about the answer did he?--and he shifts on the couch to drape an arm along the back of it, behind Hajime.]

You're alright, Hajime, I guess. [His tone is teasing though aaand he's just gonna go right ahead and get comfortable against him nbd.]

[iaijutsu]

[That's...pretty comfortable, actually, and after a moment, the pencil slips out of Hajime's hand as he leans back into it, head against Souji's shoulder.

He's a lot more tired than he thought he was, the more he thinks about it - but that's not so surprising, maybe, with everything going on. He's been shaving a little sleeping time off here and there to keep up with all this...stuff, and a little slower to get to sleep when he does try, with all the things he has to think about and keep himself awake with. Seeing Paul Ben get shot. That unshakeable feeling that he'd been shot. The sight of the grues taking over a person. The look on Souji's face when he'd touched the statue.

It was a lot of reasons to be tired. It wouldn't hurt if he just...leaned back for a few minutes to find his second wind, right?]

[deathcough]

[Souji doesn't mind at all, shifting and pulling Hajime closer so Souji as laying more on the couch and Hajime was sort of laying on him.

His weight is comfortable and arm, making Souji more than a little sleepy himself. He rests his head briefly against the other's, resting his arm comfortably around his shoulders. Getting all entangled on the couch was totally a platonic sort of thing, right? His heart beat speeding up was just a side-effect of... the action going on in the movie. Yep.

His thumb rubs small circles on Hajime's shoulder.]

...Hey, Hajime?

[iaijutsu]

[...really comfortable.

It takes Hajime a moment to realize that his eyes have closed, but Souji's voice brings him back to reality enough for him to open them again.]

Yes?

[deathcough]

You should... [Souji pauses, licks his lip, and hesitates.]

You should promise to not leave me. No matter what happens, stay with me.

[iaijutsu]

[It's funny how Souji says that like it's something Hajime has to promise first.

Because really, for all that he doesn't breathe a word of it out loud, Hajime isn't sure what he'd do without Souji, either. Souji may have driven everyone else who might've given him a chance away, but Hajime...

...Hajime just isn't used to getting those chances in the first place. Nobody approached him, and he never went looking.

Nobody but Souji.]

I promise.

[deathcough]

...Good. [His grip tightens briefly before relaxing again, continuing to rub circles again.]

And I won't leave you either. Ever. [A low chuckle] You're stuck with me forever.

[iaijutsu]

...I'm glad.

[He sinks back a little deeper against Souji.]

[deathcough]

[Souji relaxes himself, yawning as he starts to drift off himself. Briefly he entertains the idea that maybe he should get Hajime up before they really do fall asleep--or at the very least maybe they should crash on his bed, but...

Well, that requires effort and energy that Souji just doesn't have. So he shifts, gets a little more comfortable, and leans his head down. Sleep time.]

[iaijutsu]

[If he weren't already this tired, Hajime might wonder if it's really in any way appropriate to be thinking about what a good pillow his best friend makes.

Oh well.]

[deathcough]

[no homo man we're just two teenagers with dubious heterosexuality cuddling on a couch together while sleeping. Vaguely homoerotic feelings are a natural part of the equation.

Right?? The fact Souji may or my not end up lacing his fingers with Hajime's is also totally...normal. Yes.]

[iaijutsu]

[Just as normal as the fact that Hajime is in no way pulling away from it and might in fact tighten his grip a little in response.]