[Relatively Open Log : Week 19, Day 1] The Divine Comedy : Marriage Edition
Who: Yu Kanda, Raikou Shimizu, Lavi, Lenalee Lee, Gau Meguro, cocks, ?
Where: Raisato, Exorcists' compound and around. also Teh Cave.
When: all throughout Week 19, Day 1
Style: any I guess.
Status: Open to Doug anyone who happens to be around and would like to bother a lovebirds' nest! Just let me know first. :'D There'll likely be a new thread for it ( Read more... )
Where: Raisato, Exorcists' compound and around. also Teh Cave.
When: all throughout Week 19, Day 1
Style: any I guess.
Status: Open to Doug anyone who happens to be around and would like to bother a lovebirds' nest! Just let me know first. :'D There'll likely be a new thread for it ( Read more... )
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[Rather, he was still just a little upset and majorly annoyed. He remembered a stupid quarrel last evening; some drinks, a verbal fight and telling his stupid moron of a husband (...he really thought he was into women, but oh well, live and learn) that he dressed like a colour-blind baboon high on mushrooms shat out by a rainbow elephant, and then receiving a glass of juice onto his new, white sweater. And storming off to where his two best friends lived.]
[Really? That was really why he was here now and the stupid moron of a husband was not? Unforgivable. He had to once again question why the fuck were they even married in the first place.]
[Except that... he liked his stupid moron of a husband. There were plenty of nice moments as well - now the memories ( ... )
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(He couldn’t put his finger on it, but those steps and that pace was something that garnered an automatic reaction. It just did.)
Russet eyes clashed with steely blue for a moment as Raikou simply stood there, staring back, watching as the light breeze teased dark bangs across Kanda’s forehead, along that stubborn jaw to brush against that frown.
Just a beat to take in the sight before a small, apologetic smile curved his lips.
One step, followed by another, and another, until Raikou was standing before his husband. He shrugged a shoulder and held the flowers between them, the knot of the napkin caught by a single finger as he arched a brow.]…So, I was thinking… flowers, a clean sweater, brunch, and an apology were in order, hm? Think that’s enough to let ( ... )
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[He twitches a little at his words, though. Fashion-critical, really? You'd have to be fucking blind not to criticize that and he wants his husband to look decent, and --]
[He's distracted by the flowers, though. They're really beautiful. He doesn't like receiving flowers, though, because cut flowers die soon after. It's much better to just admire them where they grow... in a sunlit field, for example. Still, he knows the gesture had meant well.]
[So he reaches for the flowers, the scowl actually fading from his face for a moment before he forces himself to finally talk, looking as sour as if every word spoken felt like getting a tooth ripped out.]
You... didn't... have to...
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[...And then his hand is clenched into a fist instead, and connecting to the side of Raikou's face as he twitches and growls, positively looking annoyed and nothing else.]
NOT when that's what you say, idiot! What the fuck do you take me for?!
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Still, it hadn't been a playful tap by any stretch of the imagination, so Raikou did the most logical thing...
...let his head snap to the side before he twisted nimbly away, carefully dropped the flowers on top of the bento in the middle of the flowerbed, and snapped out a swift roundhouse kick back towards Kanda even as he pulled the white sweater and dropped it carefully on the flowers, one hand resting comfortably on the hilt of Shirogamon.
Because it took time and effort to get the damned grape juice out of the thing. Kanda wasn't allowed to get it dirty that quickly.]
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It was a joke, Yu. I know you've heard of them. I was just saying we were both at fault for a stupid fight - that's all.
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I know what jokes are and that wasn't it.
[And glares more.]
You're the one that started tossing disgusting things around.
[Grape juice? Very disgusting. Twitching now and crackling knuckles for a seconds.]
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Besides...]
You took your insults too far. And weren't listening at all. I had to do something to get your stubborn self to stop and listen. But noooo..you just left instead.
[ Wait.
Why were they continuing the argument? This isn't why Raikou had followed him. This isn't the reason he was standing there with an ache in his jaw.
Just stop.
A sigh then as he glances away, his expression stubborn for all that his eyes soften as Raikou focuses blindly on one of the flowers.]
Dammit Yu... I'm sorry, alright? I shouldn't have done that, but it'd be nice if you listened a little more too, yanno?
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[Really, after all that shit yesterday and actually managing to come here like a decent man, Raikou is going to fuck everything up again? Because Kanda Yu does not give up in arguments, ever, and he's not going to be talked to with that tone. He's going to return it.]
I wouldn't have if it were the first time, but nooooo, you always have to go and annoy the fuck out of me again.
[His eyes narrow a bit, but seeing his husband get apologetic, it softens his heart a little.]
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His friend and lover, someone to test and challenge him on equal grounds.
He cherishes the man for that, for the strength in their ability to open themselves up to each others flaws and accept the imperfections within.
He's not sure how to explain that though so he draws a breath, starts slowly.]
I know, Yu. But sometimes I honestly can't help myself. If I'm stressed or upset, it's almost... reassuring to see you express yourself so openly. Makes me feel almost like it's me that's expressing it. And honestly...
[ A pause as he hooks his thumbs in his back pockets.]
When I'm that distracted or upset about something, I just... grab the first things I lay hands on to wear, or dress intentionally like that to keep people from looking too closely...and yesterday...yesterday was...
...the anniversary of my death.
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[Stepping in to bridge that last bit of distance, Raikou offers his husband a small smile and reaches out, curls his fingertips around Kanda's side in a feather-light touch.
Canting his head to the side, Raikou shifts his weight just enough to lean in, bodies close yet not quite touching as he murmurs low.]
Forgive me, Yu?
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Yes. It was.
[He watches considerably coldly as Raikou gets close, however he remains still, not stepping back nor moving away from the touch, as if waiting for him to get even closer.]
[And then he just snorts, and there goes probably the closest you might get to forgivingness;]
Che. Idiot.
[His tone sounds rather annoyed, but still fond, somewhat. And then his hand is suddenly at the back of Raikou's head and pushing him closer, crashing their lips together quite roughly.]
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