Participants: Yong-soo and Kiku
Can Anyone Just Hop In?: Nope
Where: Abbot Place, Kiku's apartment
When: Day after
thisWhat: A certain talk about unpleasant revelations
Summary: Yong-soo finds himself outside Kiku's door, a pink bakery box in one hand and the other hand unable to lift itself to knock.
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And no, this does not involve a show! )
"Y-Yong-... Yong-soo..." He blushed bright red, remembering what had happened a day ago.
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He felt the bottom of his stomach drop out most unpleasantly as he still stood right in front of the other man's door.
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"Here, c-come in. I would love some anpan..."
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"Oh, okay then." He headed into Kiku's particular sanctum, feeling like he was crossing into odd territory, never mind that he'd been in the apartment before. It was probably something to do with being Asian and male, distinct territories and all that.
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"Sorry my table is so messy, you may set them there-- would you like some tea? I will go make a pot." Yong-soo was a guest and Kiku was sure as hell going to treat him like one.
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"Tea would be good," he said. He sat down and his fingers drummed along the edge of the table. Oh, he was really worried.
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"Sorry, it is nothing special." He sat down in a chair across from Yong-soo, sipping his own tea gracefully. "A-Anpan, huh? Whats the occasion-- I mean, It is rare to come by, thank you very much for thinking of me."
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"I found a decent enough bakery and I just remembered you like them," he replied simply. He met Kiku's eyes as the words faltered in his throat.
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He bit his lip some and closed his eyes, his head bowing again but this time his while chest went with it, obviously showing signs of an apology. "I am so sorry about last night. It was my fault and-- I am sorry! Please forgive me..."
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He paused for a little, or he would have, if his mouth didn't instantly open and say, "It wasn't your fault." And it wasn't. It was that bastard Braginski's fault. He mentally counted back from ten.
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He noticed the box moved to him, his appetite waning as he retrieved one timidly and set it before him... it did smell good though.
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"Try it. I think it's pretty good and I don't think our tastes have changed that much over the years." Kiku especially. He always seemed so damn... resistant to change.
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"Wha---!" He couldn't say no, since it was what he was asking but...
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"You asked me that a few weeks ago," he said far too mildly. "When we were at your apartment having dinner." He took another sip of tea. "And well..." He hid his grimace as best he could.
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He took a small bite of his bun, not hungry anymore but using it to avoid looking at his friend across the table. He waited, shivering, wondering what Yong-Soo's next words would be. Was he ashamed of Kiku-- angry with him?
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"Being gay or not... It's something that you have to figure out for yourself," he said simply. "No one can tell you."
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