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Who 》 Deto, Nanashi/Nanase
What 》 overflows
When 》 all of october & november
Where 》 Mac Anu & various locations
Content Warnings 》 boys, nsfw
》 Deto & Nanashi: First Meeting | Cont. from thread
》 Deto & Nanashi: Re:Mind | Cont. from thread (NSFW)
》 Deto & Nanashi: Meat Cute | Cont. from thread (NSFW)
》 Deto & Nanase: Lost & Found | Cont. from thread (oops also NSFW)
(( please DM me on discord @ scheris if you wanna be plotty! ))
What 》 overflows
When 》 all of october & november
Where 》 Mac Anu & various locations
Content Warnings 》 boys, nsfw
》 Deto & Nanashi: First Meeting | Cont. from thread
》 Deto & Nanashi: Re:Mind | Cont. from thread (NSFW)
》 Deto & Nanashi: Meat Cute | Cont. from thread (NSFW)
》 Deto & Nanase: Lost & Found | Cont. from thread (oops also NSFW)
(( please DM me on discord @ scheris if you wanna be plotty! ))
Deto & Nanashi
Nacchin.
[ deto stands before him in his default skin: a school gakuran with some light armor here and there. his avatar's basically a one-to-one copy of his real self, just your average high schooler. supposedly good-looking to some, but the only feature notable is the three prominent moles on his face: two by his right eye, one right above his left jawline. there's only the very, very faintest trace of pink from earlier. ]
Hey.
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[It's a reflexive sound, given he heard Deto coming. Red eyes flutter open, and you'd be forgiven for thinking between that, the white hair, and the star-shaped mole under his eye, this is a completely fabricated look. But nope, his avatar pretty much looks like his real life self too, albeit in the white bunny robes.]
Oh- hi!
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[ he studies nanashi, not hiding the fact that he’s looking the other boy up and down. ]
Honestly? Not what I was expecting.
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What were you expecting?
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[ which… probably makes no sense as nanashi’s hair is white and his eyes are red, not pink ]
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[ he considers nanashi one more time and then nods ]
Yeah, for you it works. It’s cute.
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Deto & Nanashi Round 2
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and once he’s there: ]
Yoshi, let me in.
[ please is desperately inserted in his name ]
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It's obvious he's been crying, from the wetness on his face, the redness to his eyes from irritation rather than just natural color. And yet, thin as it is and not at all convincing...
He smiles.
Close as Deto's been to him recently, he might be able to tell the way it comes to him almost like a reflex. An insistence that he's cheerful, he's fine, he isn't hurt at all.
Because even if the world hates him, at least he can still smile.
Because even if he hates himself, at least he can still be happy.
Right?]
Um... hey. S-sorry, I'm... pretty uncool right now.
[He's already reaching up, trying to scrub the tears from his face with his sleeves.]
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then uses that motion to step past the door into the room. the door is kicked shut behind him as his arm comes around nanashi’s head, cupping the back of it protectively, pulling it into the space of his collarbone. his other hand reaches for his. where it ends, on his chest next to his solemn heartbeat or up against his mouth where lips brush against each lonely knuckle - that’s up to what nanashi let’s him do ]
No one’s looking now. Not even me.
[ so he doesn’t have to smile for anyone ]
Not if you don’t want anyone to see.
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It- it's weird. It doesn't usually hurt, so why...?
[Why does it feel like his heart is breaking...?
Is this what Akira meant, when he said his heart was already bleeding...?]
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… I don’t think it ever stopped. You’ve only just remembered how to listen for it.
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[How does he stop it? How does he turn it off?
His breaths are beginning to calm at least, though he isn't raising his head again, not yet.]
...Making me forget... that must have been his "gift."
To show me "true happiness." ...That way I wouldn't want to leave. Did he take it away again...? Or did the gift have limits...?
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Deto & Nanashi Round 3
[ he urges yoshi deeper in as he says this, so that they’re out of sight of everyone else. deto doesn’t care if they know, he just doesn’t want them to see. he doesn’t want to share what expression yoshi makes when he’s anticipating a proper kiss - or what expression he makes after ]
… Just one?
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Might not have had the courage...
[Missing such specific memories, it sure felt a lot easier to be brave. Though at this point, it's all pretty faded and he's still the usual disaster.]
...It doesn't have to be just one.
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[ could be deto’s wishful thinking, hoping yoshi would take a chance on him even if his memories hadn’t been tampered with
he crowds the other boy against a wall ]
I can’t listen to you. You’ll tempt me into tiring you out even more and you already need a week’s worth of rest at least.
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If it's you, I think I can find a little extra energy.
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[ hands find his waist as deto leans in, knowing yoshi will meet him in the middle ]
There’s only one you.
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I'm not that fragile, you know.
[He can feel Akira's body through the fabric of the gakuran... solid and warm and alive.
He's exhausted, yes, but he'd happily stay up all night reaffirming that the boy in front of him is here, alive and safe.
He tilts his head, pressing in for a kiss as his hands move to loop comfortably around Akira's shoulders.]
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Deto & Nanase Round 4
Yoshi… The pace you’re going at is fine.
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-?!
...Are you sure?
[It doesn't really sound like it...]
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It’s not easy. I know how much you struggle. I see it. I’m real proud of how much you’ve managed already.
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...I wonder if I'll ever improve enough?
...It doesn't feel like it.
[He's too slow. Too annoying.
It's the first time in a while since a relationship exploded so suddenly on him, and that just makes it all the sharper.]
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[ deto shares a screenshot of oriade’s first message, still keeping yoshi locked in his arms ]
I’m not the only one who sees how hard you’ve worked to change. I’m not the only one to see the progress you’ve made. This guy was so shocked, I think, by how fast it happened.
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Oriade... is that because of what I said when it looked like he killed you?
[It's the only time he can think of that would warrant such a response.]
...I want to stop upsetting people just by being myself. But... I really don't see anything special about the things I've done here, either. Learning to wrap bandages or stuff.
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