[ trust that reki turns bright red at that laugh. retaliation comes in the form of pinched cheeks; it is kinda funny, probably, so qi fang will get off easy on this grave betrayal. ]
So... nothing is the answer. Wasn't missing out on much after all.
[ except, he guesses, moments like these. people he can actually connect to. but that's way too lame to voice, and anyway, he already has that. #nonewfriends ]
Maybe I'll start actually going to soccer club or something.
Kinda. The team has a designated dude who begs me to come to games sometimes, but I don't go to practice or anything.
[ it's just kind of a deal that worked out. he needs the credits, they pretend he shows up, and he's there when that one guy asks hard enough. that guy whose name reki doesn't even know, he realizes. ]
But it'd be easier for us, right? If I was more... normal.
[ that's so many questions and reki isn't even sure what he was trying to say in the first place. he crosses his arms over qi fang's chest and leans his weight into them, trying to wrestle him back down. ]
It's just a question. I dunno what it's like for you to date me, but if there's things I can do to make it easier, why not?
[ he sighs, feeling only slightly bashful that his reaction seems to be a bit over the top. he can't help it though; it may be second nature for reki to talk down on himself, but qi fang isn't used to it, nor does he want to be. ]
You're fine, man. Don't stress so much about it, it's not like I'm asking you to change.
[ it's nice to have someone who reacts strongly to things; it puts them both on the same page and feels more comfortable, familiar even. still not a valid excuse to escape any ribbing in THIS house, though. ]
You're right. Why stress about what my boyfriend's going through? Not like I like that guy or anything.
[ reki blows out his cheeks. fuckin' beat that, chump. ]
Yeah, all right, but... I'm still gonna think about you. Kinda can't really stop all that. And I'm pretty sure if I could, that wouldn't be a good thing.
[ reki flicks his hand, but the booping isn't what's making his cheeks turn red. his eyes shift, like he's searching for a lifeline—or possibly a window to slip out of. ]
Not... that I mean. I, uh...
[ it's funny how much you can go through with a person and still be completely uncomfortable talking about your feelings. ]
It's... pretty dope. Hearing things like that. Anyway.
[ it's different! anyway, it doesn't matter. now reki has to kill him. easy enough to flip down one of the pillows behind his head and smush it over his face. ]
Right right, I forgot we were sticking it to Shakespeare.
[ but if reki does that, then there'll hardly be any room between them, which means where else will qi fang's lips go by practically all over reki's face, kisses so messy that pillow topples over almost instantly.
he's only interrupted by a sudden jolt, the vibration from the phone in his back pocket catching him off-guard. he ignores it for now, figuring it's just sun jing sending him pictures again of qiu tong being cute. he remembers telling her before how weird it was but. well. now he kinda gets it. ]
[ reki unleashes a litany of skeeved-to-death noises, but surprisingly can't seem to find the strength to fight him off. strange how that works out. he pauses the playful back and forth, though, hearing the phone go off, but only to grab for qi fang's hands. ]
[ though, not long after he says that, he feels the drawn out vibration of a phone call, prompting a quirk of his brow. no way sun jing would bother with a call... no way any of his buddies would. the only people he knows that would still bother with a call are his parents and... ah.
he stays quiet until the call eventually ends, shrugging. ]
[ reki looks smug as a little prince... right up until his phone starts buzzing in his pocket. then it's a different story. different genre, even. he releases qi fang's hands quickly. ]
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So... nothing is the answer. Wasn't missing out on much after all.
[ except, he guesses, moments like these. people he can actually connect to. but that's way too lame to voice, and anyway, he already has that. #nonewfriends ]
Maybe I'll start actually going to soccer club or something.
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[ this, of course, spoken around pinched cheeks so it's very well that reki may not be able to actually hear his words. ]
Yeah, I mean... you don't have to do stuff just cuz you think you have to.
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[ it's just kind of a deal that worked out. he needs the credits, they pretend he shows up, and he's there when that one guy asks hard enough. that guy whose name reki doesn't even know, he realizes. ]
But it'd be easier for us, right? If I was more... normal.
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What does that even mean? Normal? Easier? [ all of it, everything reki just said. ] Easier how? Are we struggling right now?
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[ that's so many questions and reki isn't even sure what he was trying to say in the first place. he crosses his arms over qi fang's chest and leans his weight into them, trying to wrestle him back down. ]
It's just a question. I dunno what it's like for you to date me, but if there's things I can do to make it easier, why not?
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You're fine, man. Don't stress so much about it, it's not like I'm asking you to change.
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You're right. Why stress about what my boyfriend's going through? Not like I like that guy or anything.
[ he leans in closer, brows knitting. ]
C'mon, man.
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[ now it's qi fang's turn to pull on a cheek. ]
I'm trying to tell you I'm good. [ besides, reki's giving up so much already... ] If something comes up, I'll let you know. Okay?
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Yeah, all right, but... I'm still gonna think about you. Kinda can't really stop all that. And I'm pretty sure if I could, that wouldn't be a good thing.
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Definitely think about me, I work hard to occupy as much of your brainspace as I can.
[ fine he'll just boop your nose but remember: you asked for this. ]
But we're good. Better than good, even.
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[ reki flicks his hand, but the booping isn't what's making his cheeks turn red. his eyes shift, like he's searching for a lifeline—or possibly a window to slip out of. ]
Not... that I mean. I, uh...
[ it's funny how much you can go through with a person and still be completely uncomfortable talking about your feelings. ]
It's... pretty dope. Hearing things like that. Anyway.
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You were just choking on my dick and that's what you wanna be shy about? Shit, you're so cute.
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Shhh. Don't fight it, baby.
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Your mom's gonna miss me!
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What?
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I said... your mom.
[ ... ]
Will miss me?
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Babe...
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On second thought, guess I'll die.
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Wait.
[ he burrows under the pillow too. ]
We go together, dammit.
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[ but if reki does that, then there'll hardly be any room between them, which means where else will qi fang's lips go by practically all over reki's face, kisses so messy that pillow topples over almost instantly.
he's only interrupted by a sudden jolt, the vibration from the phone in his back pocket catching him off-guard. he ignores it for now, figuring it's just sun jing sending him pictures again of qiu tong being cute. he remembers telling her before how weird it was but. well. now he kinda gets it. ]
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No. You're mine right now.
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Yeesh, I wasn't even gonna grab it.
[ though, not long after he says that, he feels the drawn out vibration of a phone call, prompting a quirk of his brow. no way sun jing would bother with a call... no way any of his buddies would. the only people he knows that would still bother with a call are his parents and... ah.
he stays quiet until the call eventually ends, shrugging. ]
Looks like I missed out on a scam.
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[ reki looks smug as a little prince... right up until his phone starts buzzing in his pocket. then it's a different story. different genre, even. he releases qi fang's hands quickly. ]
I was just kidding. Might be your parents.
[ bzzbzzbzzbzz... ]
You should check that.
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Guess we're popular today.
[ still, he doesn't reach for his phone just yet. instead he nods at reki's pocket. ]
Your parents too?
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Might be.
[ nevermind that ma's in the kitchen and the other one typically doesn't call. not reki, anyway. ]
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