knock me down like a heavyweight

[rekd]

[ by the time reki's gotten to his seat in homeroom, it feels like the night before was all just some sort of hazy, surreal dream. a lot's happened since then; for one, his arm is bandaged all the way up to the elbow, compliments of a gnarly gash he got bailing straight into a cluster of jagged rocks, he's probably killed off half the brain cells he's got left skidding on his face, and the unfathomable weight of last night's loss is heavy on his mind. kinda hard to think about anything else when he can still hear his skateboard crackling beneath the flames. fuckin' sucks, man.

it takes awhile for him to zone back into reality. really, it's less of a zone and more of a jolt, when the gaggle of jeering students crowding around him start to dissipate and he notices qi fang with a start. fuck, he forgot all about those english notes. even worse, qi fang looks so good, fresh-faced and distractingly handsome. reki, on the other hand, looks like he stayed up til the early hours of the morning getting stitched up in the ER and barely slid into class in time for the bell in yesterday's wrinkled clothes. embarrassing.

whatever. he has until lunch to think up a good excuse for why he can't return those notes yet. instead, of course, he sleeps straight through all of his classes and sleep-walks up the stairs to the roof, flopping into his usual spot against the fence, debating whether or not he even wants to be awake to eat. a nap in the sun sounds a lot better, so he pulls his hoodie up and leans his head back against the chain links, letting his eyes drift shut slowly. ]

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[rekd]

[ oh. oh, this is worse somehow. at least reki knows what to do if qi fang's mad at him. it didn't feel great, but that's his own fault for getting into stupid shit last night. this feels really bad.

his left eye aches and it's probably bruised, but that's not the source, he thinks. he runs his tongue over his lip, his brows crumpling at the sting. it's definitely swollen and that's probably where the mess came from. probably put his tooth through it when he bailed, which isn't that bad. still, those two things together feel like too much right now and he turns his face away again. ]

I'm all right. Really. It's no big deal. Looks like your shirt already took care of it.

[tongxue]

[ qi fang knows, he knows that he is in no way privy to the shit that reki gets up to. snooping around reki's room while he was gone was already a pretty big breach of privacy there. reki doesn't have to tell him anything, and qi fang shouldn't ask. and he won't. but that doesn't make the not knowing feel any better, especially now that he's getting a good look at the damage on reki's face. there's... no other way to describe how fucked up he looks, like he'd fallen on someone's fist. repeatedly. qi fang can't help the stab of worry in his chest, but he can at least help himself from saying anything too stupid. ]

Blood's easy enough to clean, and I got a spare.

[ hell, he's bled on his jersey before. running into someone's elbow in the middle of the court had him looking pretty similar to how reki looks now. but he doubts whatever reki did the night before had anything to do with a friendly game of basketball.

he sits back, opting to give reki some room so he doesn't feel too crowded. then weakly gestures to the pizza box left on the nightstand. ]

Hungry?

[rekd]

[ funny. reki was dying for some space—and now qi fang's moving away and he wants nothing of the sort. too bad. he can't even trust himself not to bleed on the poor guy. this is so torturously embarrassing.

and he doesn't ask, which somehow feels worse than if he did. it means something he's not ready to think about right now. instead, he sets his sights on that pizza, recalling he did not, in fact, have anything to eat yesterday except the lunch that qi fang gave him. ]

Yeah, fuck, I'm starving.

[ he manages to lean over and flick the box open with one hand, retrieving a slice and settling back into his spot. just out of instinct, he pulls out his phone—still dead. with a sigh, he tosses it on to the bed. fucking sucks because now he has nothing to look at but qi fang, who looks even hotter than usual right now for some reason he can't quite explain. something in his eyes, he thinks. ]

... You sure you don't want me to...

[tongxue]

[ cold pizza is better than nothing, so qi fang helps himself to his own slice. he's not particularly hungry, but he figures he might as eat now while he can. besides, it gives him something to do other than give into the urge to reach out for the other again. clean off his face a little, tuck a few strands back into place. ]

Blood and pizza grease aren't really my preferred lubes, but I appreciate the thought.

[ he's smirking, showing reki no harm down, no foul, no worries. ]

[rekd]

[ reki rolls his eyes, feeling better. ]

You're such an asshole.

[ he says the word like he's calling qi fang anything but. something fond, something heroic, something way more important than the guy who just happened to be in his bed this morning.

carefully, he eases himself down against the pillows and there, now they're closer, almost touching. ]

Fine. I didn't want to suck your stupid dick anyway. What time is it?

[tongxue]

A little after six.

[ they're sitting propped up against the headboard, pillow tucked against their lower backs, shoulders touching and head bowed low on pizza and quiet murmurs. if he listens carefully, he can only hear the faintest bit of movement outside. ]

No school for us, I guess.

[ no real skin off his nose, to be honest. not like he can really focus on anything today. ]

[rekd]

Shit. I could probably talk someone into giving you a ride. You could still make it.

[ not his ma, who is going to remain blissfully unaware of his plans for today, but someone. the thing is, well...

he can't tell qi fang the things he probably wants to know, but he can squirm uncomfortably and pull a sour face and mutter, ]

Don't want you to, though.

[tongxue]

[ at this point qi fang's already made his mind up about it. a missed day isn't going to affect his standing, not that that really matters much to him anyway. he'd much rather see more of this, this pouty reki who fusses to try and get his way. ]

Gonna miss me, huh? Lucky for you I got a whole free day ahead of me. Feel free to take it up.

[rekd]

[ maybe he shouldn't have said anything. now his ears are burning, bright and red as his hair. like, yeah, of course he expected the ribbing. still can't control his reaction to it, though, not when qi fang's the source. ]

Don't say it like that! And fine, just for that, I will.

[tongxue]

[ it all just makes his grin wider. reki really is too cute for his own good, the kind of cute you can't decide if you want to bite his cheeks or kiss him silly. maybe both. the fact he can be just as sexy is a little worrying, if only because qi fang is starting to realize just how weak to it all he really is. ]

What's on today's docket, then? I'm hoping a shower's in there, somewhere.

[rekd]

[ just thinking about, like, doing things is too much. reki tosses what's left of his crust into the box and turns on his side, groaning. ]

Nap, then shower... Then nap?

[ he asks, training that owlish amber gaze on qi fang hopefully. ]

[tongxue]

[ he makes a face at that look, thinking by now that reki has to know how it affects him. not that he's opposed at all to those suggestions, but somehow having it slung at him with those big puppy eyes makes him want to be contrary. and yet of course he can't be. ]

You really play dirty, huh.

[ a sigh, but he's really not all that opposed. he does, however, take the time to pull his jersey over his head and toss it down to the ground beside them. then he settles down, looking much more comfortable. ]

If I'm gonna nap first, I'm not gonna do it covered in your blood, dude.

[rekd]

[ he looks like a lot more than that. reki can hardly help the way his gaze trails, down and back again. kinda takes all the heat out of his retort. redirects it right back to his face, in fact. ]

The fuck? Oh, but you can just squirt your fluids wherever the hell you please.

[tongxue]

[ ah... qi fang at least has the grace to look embarrassed by that, heat rising in his own cheeks. ]

Yeah, about that... sorry.

[ should he say more? he kind of feels like it would just make things worse if he did... ]

[rekd]

[ oh, right. makes sense that wouldn't be funny yet. now his face thinks it's a competition, which one of them can be the first to superheat until they burst into flames. ]

What, no. It was a joke.

[ but now he's actually thinking about it, obvious by the way he's trying not to squirm and soundly failing. ]

It's fine.

[tongxue]

[ somehow, qi fang feels a little better that reki's just as embarrassed. and that he's actually willing to joke about it now. maybe it's really okay, then... ]

I'll ask, next time. [ next time. ] You just looked so good, I didn't even know it was happening till it did.

[rekd]

[ yeah, just all of that is a minefield of things he can't hear right now. the last thing he wants to think about is how he looked. reki slumps down in his spot and throws an arm over his face. ]

Oh my god, I said it's fine.

[tongxue]

[ he huffs out a laugh, rolling over till he can hover over reki, prodding at that arm. ]

C'mon, are you embarrassed? After you fucked yourself on my dick like that? No one moves like that if they didn't know they were hot shit.

[rekd]

[ reki swats at him half-heartedly. ]

Stooooop. You can't say shit like that.

[tongxue]

[ that just encourages qi fang to crowd around him some more. ]

Are you trying to seduce me? This bashful shit just makes you even cuter, y'know.

[rekd]

[ at least someone is getting something out of all this tortured squirming he's doing. reki rolls on his side with a huff. ]

No. You already rejected me today. Fuck off.

[tongxue]

Aw c'mon.

[ qi fang follows suit, practically shoving his face in reki's. ]

That wasn't a rejection, that was a rain check.

[rekd]

[ perfect. now reki can narrow his eyes right at him. ]

The nerve. I don't take rain checks.

[tongxue]

[ it's not much of a punishment when qi fang likes those eyes, however they look. ]

No?

[ he starts snaking a hand down the length of reki's torso, pawing at him. ]

Should I suck you off instead? Get back in your good graces?

[rekd]

[ his breath hitches. be strong, reki. ]

Won't cut it. It'll take way more than that.