HOLLY HEIGHTS INBOX

[coiffeur]

HOUSE: #1482

FAMILY: Aoba Seragaki ( intonation  )  ❚ Aichi Sendou ( bokunobunshin  )  ❚  Dawn ( barrette  )

 

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[intonation]

[ he can still remember the look of sheer bliss on koujaku's face, followed by another pang in his chest. how much of what both of them said to one another was facilitated by the landlord's meddling? and how much of it was real? aoba can't tell. doesn't know if he'll ever be able to. and if what koujaku had said was sincere... the guilt presses down on him from all sides. he never meant to lead koujaku on, wouldn't dream of it, but what if--

no. he can't let that kind of thinking drag himself down. keep it together, aoba. koujaku's words help, a wave of relief washing over him. the corners of his mouth tip upwards in a small smile, and he holds his own hand out. ] Yeah. Don't give in.

[ aoba laces their fingers together, the warmth of koujaku's hand the same it's always been. maybe there's still things they need to talk about, and there's no doubt that some of the incongruity will linger. aoba will do his best to ease past it and hope that time helps. it's the most he can do. ] Thank you, Koujaku.

[coiffeur]

[ as long as aoba is happy and safe, i'll be happy. as long as aoba needs me, i'll be there. those have been statements that have shaped his outlook and his current life, so of course coming to holly heights they would apply. yet he's been really tested by these new set of circumstances. he wonders how many possible mistakes he could have made what if he-

then he sees that little smile, and it stops his train of thought. the smile eases his mind and makes him refocus. if they make mistakes, they'll work through it. he's learned this very important lesson, but the question still remains if the takes the lesson to heart. working together as equals, he still feels like he should always do more for various reasons. ] We've known each other too long to let a little mind games get to us.

[ usually he'd let go by now, at least he was always the first to do so when they were kids. yet he really doesn't want to pull their hands apart. he wants to keep their hands like this for a bit longer. there's a warmth in his chest that feels pleasant, and just looking at their hands like this makes him happy.

just a little selfishness, it wouldn't do any damage and-

but he untangles their fingers, pulling his hand away first. just like old times, just like the present, just like he will in the future most likely.] Who else is gonna bring you back to Tae-san in good condition? She'd ban me from coming over for dinner if I didn't look out for you. [ humor's a good way to ease the conversation and direct it to something else (food too). ]

[intonation]

Exactly.

[ a weight lifted from his chest, aoba's smile shifts into a full blown grin. he doesn't even mind koujaku's teasing and even goes along with it. the lingering sensation of koujaku's hand remains for a brief moment, before aoba turns his attention towards other things. ]

Well for now, you're stuck with my cooking. Is there anything you want in particular today?

[ it's sort of like a weird gesture of goodwill towards koujaku. a thanks for still sticking by me even though i'm a dumbass that got played around by this place, or something. not to mention aoba's appetite has been on and off lately anyway thanks to all the worrying he's done over this entire affair. and now that it's (somewhat) resolved, he's starting to get it back. ]

[coiffeur]

Stuck with your home cooking? I'd better prepare myself. [ he knows what it means, and he's thankful things worked out. they're still friends, aoba looks a lot happier, and those things are important. he's not even going to think about other possibilities such. after all, he knows they're better as friends. aoba will eventually find someone deserving of him -- a kind, pretty woman who can give him what he needs and wants. or hell, even a guy, he can't really judge. just not him -- his past has tainted him, and he doesn't want to drag aoba into his issues now that he's thinking clearly. ]

Nikujaga. I can pick up any groceries you need and drop them off after I run some errands. [ honestly, he's not a picky eater at all when it comes to more traditional japanese foods. he picks this because he knows it's aoba's favorite, too. ]

[intonation]

Prepare yourself? Maybe you should get some antacids too.

[ rude koujaku!! he knows he's just teasing him though. what he doesn't know is the thoughts running rampant in koujaku's head. but he sense something of it on koujaku's face, and his voice softens fractionally. ]

Don't overthink things, okay? That's my job.

[ he uncurls himself from his position, springing lightly to his feet. ]

Nikujaga, huh? My favourite. All right, you got it-- I'm going to stick around here and catch up on some things. So take your time.