it takes deto a second to slip his phone back into his pocket before catching yoshi’s free hand. his enthusiasm is very cute, but handholding is required
(plus when yoshi is this bright and happy, deto just feels the itch to make it known that yoshi is his and he’s yoshi’s) ]
It is pretty cool. On the subject, what would be your ideal love hotel room?
[ the address shouldn’t be too far, considering the location of this type of shop ]
[ yoshi may be leading, but deto absentmindedly ushers them to the shadier side of the sidewalk. it’s probably something yoshi already knows to do, but he’s been thinking so intensely about the handling and caring of bun that it’s becoming a habit for him, too ]
You know, I never thought about this stuff when I was younger… Maybe like vague curiosity.
[ but yoshi seems to have thought about it a lot judging by the doujinshi (and stuff). and he wonders how much loneliness played into that ]
[ he will NOT say good, i’m the first forever, but he sure is thinking it. he’s also thinking everyone yoshi has known in his life has been a blind fool (that might include his boyfriend-fiancé but like, in the most affectionate way,) ]
I guess that’s part of the curiosity? How people can just… dunno how to put it… carelessly bare themselves to each other? Casually? But now I know it’s because they care about all the parts - every single part.
For me - people in close relationships, like friendship or romance or more - the closest I could get to seeing or imagining it was through games or shows or manga. And even then, it felt too much like a fantasy.
[That kind of thing could never happen with him - or so he thought.]
We did talk a lot right from the start, didn't we?
[Though much of it was just Yoshi chattering away without a care in the world, real or virtual, as he is wont to do. The main difference is that Akira wasn't immediately turned off from it like most others.]
[ the main difference is deto would sit there and listen and like every sound that came out of that mouth. the main difference is deto has eyes and a one-track mind, growing up tactless but never cruel ]
A lot, a lot. We just never stopped.
[ he does know, in the back of his mind, that he was just lucky to unluckily get trapped in a game with yoshi. and kids - kids are dumb. deto’s still dumb, but aware enough to know with some certainty that it was only a matter of time before someone really saw yoshi. the same surety he feels with his sister: she was meant to be loved; yoshi would have been loved by someone too ]
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it takes deto a second to slip his phone back into his pocket before catching yoshi’s free hand. his enthusiasm is very cute, but handholding is required
(plus when yoshi is this bright and happy, deto just feels the itch to make it known that yoshi is his and he’s yoshi’s) ]
It is pretty cool. On the subject, what would be your ideal love hotel room?
[ the address shouldn’t be too far, considering the location of this type of shop ]
1/2
[Caught! But giving his hand a squeeze as he continues to tug Akira along]
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-Eh-- Huh?
[Bunny brain has crashed unexpectedly.]
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Something you like but not too much? Like I don’t think I could do a baseball themed room.
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[Way too nerdy...]
...Maybe one that's full of soft stuff? Lots of plush blankets and pillows and things.
[Perfect for cuddling among afterwards.]
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[Whew, okay, brain rebooted. He quickens his pace a little, swapping glasses for shades again as they head back out onto the streets.]
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[ kind of a shame?! some of the themes seem worth experiencing ]
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...
In the stuff I read, they end up just getting supplies for home... Or, uh, setting things up because they're super rich.
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Setting up a whole room for it in their house...
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… I don’t think I understand rich people.
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[Probably???]
But- if you want to keep going to hotels, I don't mind.
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[Peering down two of the streets - turning down the correct one after a moment.]
I guess... we'll see? Where we end up, and when we... um. Feel like it.
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You know, I never thought about this stuff when I was younger… Maybe like vague curiosity.
[ but yoshi seems to have thought about it a lot judging by the doujinshi (and stuff). and he wonders how much loneliness played into that ]
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Well... I was always interested in people and, um. Intimacy? But no one was interested in me, and the Internet's a pretty big place, sooo...
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I guess that’s part of the curiosity? How people can just… dunno how to put it… carelessly bare themselves to each other? Casually? But now I know it’s because they care about all the parts - every single part.
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For me - people in close relationships, like friendship or romance or more - the closest I could get to seeing or imagining it was through games or shows or manga. And even then, it felt too much like a fantasy.
[That kind of thing could never happen with him - or so he thought.]
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When you put it like that, it does sound wild - but meeting you felt… ah, like we could talk forever.
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[Though much of it was just Yoshi chattering away without a care in the world, real or virtual, as he is wont to do. The main difference is that Akira wasn't immediately turned off from it like most others.]
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A lot, a lot. We just never stopped.
[ he does know, in the back of his mind, that he was just lucky to unluckily get trapped in a game with yoshi. and kids - kids are dumb. deto’s still dumb, but aware enough to know with some certainty that it was only a matter of time before someone really saw yoshi. the same surety he feels with his sister: she was meant to be loved; yoshi would have been loved by someone too ]
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[It's easy to imagine them talking about just about anything and everything far into the future.
Though, rather than their chatter that needs to stop, it's their feet - because he pauses in front of a rather ostentatious-looking building.]
...I think this is it, right?
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