[ he really is happiest exactly where he is, wound up in qi fang's arms and drifting on the sensation of his voice. even better now because he sounds so smooth and sated, which makes reki proud in turn, blissed out on the idea that he can be enough for this person he really wants to keep.
and then there's that line every anxious person in the world just loves to hear. there's stuff they need to talk about, obviously, but his head quickly invents worst case scenarios. he knew you were lying about haru, it tells him. his heart pounds out a very clear distress signal in his chest: fucking run. ]
We can do that later. You should sneak a nap before dinner.
[ those fingers stroking through his hair turn as plaintive as they are soothing. ]
[ yeeeeah, so he definitely could have phrased that better. he blames his foggy mind, still trying to claw its way out of that post-orgasmic bliss but that was still definitely his bad. but, it's a testament to how far they've come (how far reki's come) that reki doesn't immediately bolt even after that slip up. ]
Yeah, but, [ his body sings of sweet sweet fatigue but he forces himself past the sleepy blinks to meet reki's eyes, serious, ] this is important. Right?
[ if reki had a much clearer perspective, it would probably occur to him that his downright catastrophic reactions to innocuous enough comments ought to be a good topic to talk about too. but that still feels like too much; all of it still feels like too much, like he's got one foot out the door constantly even though that's clearly not the case.
what helps is that look, the reassurance that this is important. he relents with a soft sigh, dropping his hands but snuggling closer. ]
[ qi fang thinks to maybe sit up before beginning, but he realizes putting any kind of distance right now isn't going to be helpful. in times like this, it seems to him that reki benefits a lot from touch and other reassurances like that, so instead he just curls his arm around reki even tighter, running his hand up and down along his arm. ]
You said you'd been thinking about giving up S for a while now. I don't want you giving up something you're into just because of me.
[ it would make a world of difference, this closeness and the amount of care that qi fang is expending, if not for the topic. ]
Oh.
[ that was the thing they were supposed to talk about. right. between the chaos of the day and all those shots of brandy, he'd almost completely forgotten. he flashes a look up at the ceiling when it dawns on him, shaking his head. ]
Don't sweat it, then. It's not just because of you.
[ oh he wants to like. talk talk about this. to his credit, reki's only squirming a little. ]
It's a bunch of things.
[ like, it's mostly two things in particular, but one he's trying to divert the blame away from, and the other's just too embarrassing to talk about. there has to be something neutral.
oh, well, there is one thing: ]
I think it's the reason Koyomi's acting out. I'm never around anymore, and between that and... other shit, man, I dunno. It just seems like it'd be better for everybody.
[ well. that much qi fang can understand. there's still a lot of this relationship stuff he's figuring out, but he has a pretty solid idea he doesn't want to be the reason anyone gives up anything. that's a lot of pressure on someone who doesn't really give himself enough credit on on not fucking up. ]
[ that's a good question. it's obvious from the way reki's eyes dim that he hasn't thought about it at all. way too many complicated thoughts and right now there isn't enough time to unpack all of them. but he does know what everyone else thinks, so. ]
Uhhhh... Yeah. Not like it's doing me any good, right?
[ maybe he's pushing too much. push too hard, and aren't you just asking for something to break? besides, decisions can always be revisited, redone. nothing's set in stone here, and despite a part of him still thinking all of this is way too good to be true, maybe he should just — let it happen. be happy about it.
so he relents with a soft sigh. relieved, to be honest, now that he lets himself feel it. he can't reach his lips as they are now, so he'll just plant a kiss atop reki's head instead. ]
[ reki smiles softly, his cheeks flaring with heat. thank god this hand is here for him to bury his face against. ]
I like you so fucking much.
[ this is a way better conversation. reki's mood is instantly improved, back to nothing but sunshine, and eventually he even slithers his way out of hiding to throw his arms around qi fang and pepper his jaw with kisses. ]
[ that was easy. maybe not the easiest, but it was far easier to work through than he initially thought. for now he's just going to trust that this decision will work out for reki and them both. in the meantime he's going to let himself enjoy this, this little victory of them overcoming a hurdle, and the pure affection pouring out out of reki as he holds him close. ]
Now you have all this free time, huh? Whatever could we do with it...
[ imagine, being able to stay conscious for the whole day instead of having just enough energy to fool around between naps. that alone is going to change everything. ]
Yeeeah. I thought about it and decided you're not gonna cramp my style too bad.
[ suddenly, this feels like he's still too far away. reki wriggles his way up, until he can press his forehead against qi fang's and sink blissfully against him. ]
It wasn't an invitation for competition, [ he mutters quietly, apparently already getting a head-start on the sulking. slowly he worms his hands underneath reki's shirt, echoing that desire to be closer and closer still. ]
We'll get Chihiro and Nanaka something too, so they don't end up swiping whatever I manage to win you.
Good idea. Maybe if we get 'em chewtoys they'll stop trying to eat the furniture.
[ reki isn't sure what's better: the vibe, or getting to luxuriate under qi fang's touch like this. he makes a low, pleased little noise in the pit of his throat, but he's back up again in a second, kinetic as ever. ]
We could kiss on the ferris wheel. Isn't that a thing?
[ how can he possibly stop the cheesy grin that spreads across his lips when reki is being this cute? ]
Yeah, that's a thing. [ he lifts a hand to start tucking errant strands out of reki's face, behind his ear. ] We can do whatever you want, man. The whole day can be ours.
[ all this has reki thinking, though, idly toying with qi fang's hair as he considers just how long it's been since he's done something like this—anything like this. ]
Y'know, it's been a long time since I've gone out and done shit with anyone my own age. Kinda makes me wonder what else I've been missin' out on.
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and then there's that line every anxious person in the world just loves to hear. there's stuff they need to talk about, obviously, but his head quickly invents worst case scenarios. he knew you were lying about haru, it tells him. his heart pounds out a very clear distress signal in his chest: fucking run. ]
We can do that later. You should sneak a nap before dinner.
[ those fingers stroking through his hair turn as plaintive as they are soothing. ]
Must be fuckin' beat by now.
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Yeah, but, [ his body sings of sweet sweet fatigue but he forces himself past the sleepy blinks to meet reki's eyes, serious, ] this is important. Right?
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what helps is that look, the reassurance that this is important. he relents with a soft sigh, dropping his hands but snuggling closer. ]
Okay. What do you wanna talk about?
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You said you'd been thinking about giving up S for a while now. I don't want you giving up something you're into just because of me.
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Oh.
[ that was the thing they were supposed to talk about. right. between the chaos of the day and all those shots of brandy, he'd almost completely forgotten. he flashes a look up at the ceiling when it dawns on him, shaking his head. ]
Don't sweat it, then. It's not just because of you.
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Explain...
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It's a bunch of things.
[ like, it's mostly two things in particular, but one he's trying to divert the blame away from, and the other's just too embarrassing to talk about. there has to be something neutral.
oh, well, there is one thing: ]
I think it's the reason Koyomi's acting out. I'm never around anymore, and between that and... other shit, man, I dunno. It just seems like it'd be better for everybody.
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Does that everybody include you?
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Uhhhh... Yeah. Not like it's doing me any good, right?
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I dunno... You like it a lot. You've got friends there too, right? There's gotta be some good in that.
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I thought you'd be happy about this. You hate it when I come home all banged up.
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[ he lifts a hand to reki's cheek, thumb brushing against the apple of it. ]
I just want you to be sure, y'know?
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I'm sure I like you and I'm sure I don't wanna waste anymore of the time we've got, it's pretty simple after that.
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so he relents with a soft sigh. relieved, to be honest, now that he lets himself feel it. he can't reach his lips as they are now, so he'll just plant a kiss atop reki's head instead. ]
I like you too. Like, a fucking lot.
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I like you so fucking much.
[ this is a way better conversation. reki's mood is instantly improved, back to nothing but sunshine, and eventually he even slithers his way out of hiding to throw his arms around qi fang and pepper his jaw with kisses. ]
It's revolting, honestly.
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[ that was easy. maybe not the easiest, but it was far easier to work through than he initially thought. for now he's just going to trust that this decision will work out for reki and them both. in the meantime he's going to let himself enjoy this, this little victory of them overcoming a hurdle, and the pure affection pouring out out of reki as he holds him close. ]
Now you have all this free time, huh? Whatever could we do with it...
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[ imagine, being able to stay conscious for the whole day instead of having just enough energy to fool around between naps. that alone is going to change everything. ]
We could do that. Or whatever else you wanna do.
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[ his slides his hands down along reki's back, linking his hands at where his spine just bows slightly right before the swell of his ass. ]
Wanna go to that amusement park this weekend? I can try to win you a toy then get all sulky when you throw rings better than me.
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[ suddenly, this feels like he's still too far away. reki wriggles his way up, until he can press his forehead against qi fang's and sink blissfully against him. ]
I'm in. Prepare to sulk, prettyboy.
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We'll get Chihiro and Nanaka something too, so they don't end up swiping whatever I manage to win you.
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[ reki isn't sure what's better: the vibe, or getting to luxuriate under qi fang's touch like this. he makes a low, pleased little noise in the pit of his throat, but he's back up again in a second, kinetic as ever. ]
We could kiss on the ferris wheel. Isn't that a thing?
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Yeah, that's a thing. [ he lifts a hand to start tucking errant strands out of reki's face, behind his ear. ] We can do whatever you want, man. The whole day can be ours.
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What about blowjobs on the ferris wheel? Is that a thing?
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I mean, probably. But only if I get to get you off the second round.
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We're never gonna leave that fucking wheel, man.
[ all this has reki thinking, though, idly toying with qi fang's hair as he considers just how long it's been since he's done something like this—anything like this. ]
Y'know, it's been a long time since I've gone out and done shit with anyone my own age. Kinda makes me wonder what else I've been missin' out on.
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