75 [Video // Accidental]

[law_of_reason]

[Kurotsuchi is seated in front of a rather cracked mirror in what's presumably a room of his. Unlike what's usual, his hair is down and he doesn't have his makeup on- though the containers of black and white are at hand.

Looking hesitant, he reaches towards one- then draws back, shaking his head, commenting quietly to himself.]-isn't it sort of

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[neverquitedies]

....Mayuri?

[Quiet, a little curious.]

[law_of_reason]

Yuca?

[Maybe not cheerfully, but- more obviously pleased to talk to him.]

[neverquitedies]

Hi.

[A brilliant little smile.]

How are you?

[law_of_reason]

Not bad at all. How- are you settling in alright?

[video -> offline]

[neverquitedies]

Very well.

[He pokes his head through the door.]

Thanks again for letting me use the spare room.

[offline]

[law_of_reason]

[Smiles a bit at him, almost shyly.]

It's not much, I'm relieved it's alright.

[offline]

[neverquitedies]

It is.

[Yuca slides in the room and closes the door behind him.]

...I like your hair like that.

[offline]

[law_of_reason]

Do you?

[Also kind of pleased by that.]

It gets in the way a little, but it's easier to keep this way.

[offline]

[neverquitedies]

It looks- nice.

[Leaning up against the wall.]

I like being able to see you- and not the makeup and hair product and big clothing.

[offline]

[law_of_reason]

Thank you. I'm not really sure why I do that all the time-

[Hesitates, then walks across the room to him.]

But you're looking well.

[offline]

[neverquitedies]

Thanks.

[Catching a strand of Kurotsuchi's hair between his fingers.]

-I wanted to ask you.

[offline]

[law_of_reason]

[Not quite able to look at him.]

...What is it?

[offline]

[neverquitedies]

[He takes a deep breath.]

I... wanted to talk. About us.

[As if a giant weight was just lowered onto the room. Yuca's eyes find his feet, and he bites his lip, letting his hand fall.]

[offline]

[law_of_reason]

-What about us?

[As if he didn't already sort of know. Though he's a bit disappointed when Yuca's hand drops, and his eyes flicker to him briefly.]

[offline]

[neverquitedies]

I.... we kissed last week, when I moved in.

[He sighs softly, flushing.]

And I thought that things might change, but- we didn't talk about it. We just pretended it away like we pretend everything between us away- and maybe it's my fault, but I just want to mean something to you.

[offline]

[law_of_reason]

Don't blame yourself, it's-

[Even now, it's hard to find the words.]

...You don't think you mean something to me?

[Hesitantly, he raises a hand to the side of Yuca's face, just barely letting his fingertips settle there.]