rekd | OVERFLOW / OPEN

Stop, no!!!

[ it doesn't help that he taught koyomi to be ruthless. add to it the fact that reki's embarrassingly ticklish and he's got no choice but to writhe and kick and screech. the one small comfort he has is that all his struggling is making great big splashes, not that they're not already all soaked already. ]

Mercy... [ he pleads, shooting a vulnerable look at his sister, who's hovering over him with her hands curled like a velociraptor. she pretends to consider it, and then she's back at it again, wriggling her fingers under reki's chin until he's choking himself on his own laughter. ]

[ at some point, they all need to take a breath in. between the laughter and the accidental swallowing of water, it just becomes even more of a necessity. by then, qi fang is willing to relent, considering this a win thanks to his and koyomi's combined effort. mama kyan is already beckoning them to come on inside before they bring the whole storm in, and considering qi fang feels like he weighs about ten pounds heavier in water alone, he's apt to agree.

he loosens his hold on reki, allowing the boy to roll off him if he has the energy too, and spends just a few more moments sucking in some air before pushing himself up to a seat. yeah, they're fully soaked and stained in mud and man, he liked these shoes too. but honestly? 1000% worth it.

he dips his hand in the water, sparing one last half-hearted splash towards reki's face. ]

Let that be a lesson to you.

[ qi fang's not the only one who plays dirty; reki's doing the same fucking thing, except his hand is cupped and he's not above spiking a handful of water at his better half's face. ]

Get fucked.

[ "language!" reki's mom sings from the doorway, holding out a towel to wrap koyomi up in. next is qi fang; she flicks reki roughly in the forehead when he steps forward out of turn, reminding him cheerily that guests come first. reki sulks darkly as his mother insists on wrapping qi fang like a burrito, but she wipes that look off his face when it's his turn to be snuggled up, her soft, warm arms squeezing him tightly. it's so nice and he's so happy and he's smiling at qi fang so hard.

at least until she tousels up his hair and asks, "don't i just have the cutest boy in the world? shame he's such a grump," and gives him a big wet kiss on the cheek. ]

Stop.

I dunno, he's kinds cute when he's grumpy too.

[ and this is qi fang, taking full advantage of the fact reki's still burritoed up to reach over and lightly pinch one of his cheeks. ]

Stop!!

[ why does this keep happening? of course then koyomi is in on it too, and he's pinched and kissed until he can't stand it anymore and storms into the house, bitching harmlessly beneath his breath. ma calls out that there's hot tea on the table, so that's where he's going, pausing only to narrow his eyes at koyomi jealously as she darts into the bathroom first. ]

Hurryyyyy, I'm freezing my ass off.

[ surely one day reki will learn that the more he fusses, the more he's a target for these kind of things. surely one day, but that day is not today. qi fang just laughs along behind him, his own pace leisurely as he's sort of resigned himself to the fact he'll be last in the bathroom and thus determined to be as comfortable as he can soaked right down to the bone. ]

Is this a good time to remind you this was all your idea?

[ just, you know, in case reki thinks he's going to get off scott-free here. qi fang gratefully takes a seat at the table to pour himself and reki a cup of tea each. ]

[ that's a lesson reki learned a long time ago. it's why he does it; attention is his bottom line. even if it leaves him with wet cheeks and ruddy little pinch-prints all over his face, you gotta be willing to do what it takes in a family this big.

it's probably not easy to tell he's in the best of spirits when he shoots qi fang a sharp look, but there are hints. that glow on his cheeks isn't all from being squeezed mercilessly. ]

Nah, it's never a good time for that. Honey, please.

[ you know, if qi fang's insisting on pouring the tea. ]

[ but why be obedient when you can be a dick instead? ]

Yes, dear?

[ he slides the tea over, plain. he's all the honey you need, right? ]

[ reki gags theatrically and reaches out for the honey, squeezing it with a vengeance. flatly: ]

Thanks, darling.

Ooh, I just got a chill... [ qi fang holds his hands up, rubbing at his arms. ] Guess someone must've left a door open.

[ reki gives his tea a few fierce stirs. ]

Don't worry. I can hear doors just closin' left and right for you.

So cold...

[ he scoots his chair closer so he can lean his head down on reki's shoulder and burrow himself into the crook of his neck, shivering. ]

Need warmth, need kisses...

[ oh no. and this is all his fault, too. reki wraps an arm around him and presses a kiss to the top of his head. ]

Here, take my tea.

[ qi fang just sits up, reaching for his own cup to sip at. ]

No thanks, I don't like mine with honey.

[ sniff. ]

Suit yourself. Enjoy your shitty tea.

[ he puts his cup down, then, and wraps both arms around qi fang now, squeezing him tightly. ]

What's this? Rainy weather gets you all cozy huh? [ considering how it's become sort of an unspoken agreement not to be too obvious with their relationship around reki's family, despite literally everyone knowing ever, but qi fang isn't at all complaining. rather he leans into the hug, tipping his head to rest it against reki's in return.

this close, it's easy for him to murmur quietly between them, ] Sad we can't shower together again...

[ reki's too cold to worry about things right now, especially things that everyone already knows. instead, he nods softly, rubbing over qi fang's arm to kick up the heat between them. in a sweet, drowsy little murmur: ]

You just wanna come on my face again.

I mean... That was definitely a bonus.

[ he can't lie! he's still got that picture burning away in his designated reki album, after all. it's one of his late night favorites. ]

But you also just seem to enjoy fussing over my hair.

I like your hair.

[ so much so that upon mention of it, his fingers instantly miss it. nevermind that it's all wet; that's not gonna stop him from stroking through it. ]

S'like half the reason you're so cute.

Wow, a whole half? I should probably take better care of it then...

[ it had been lack of interest before, but honestly these days he doesn't put a lot of effort in it because he likes when reki fusses over him. ]

Can't lose you if I suddenly go bald, right?

[ why would he put that idea in reki's head? he makes a disturbed noise, but ultimately, he kisses qi fang's cheek and decides: ]

There's always wigs.

Wow, that's devotion babe.

[ he tips his head up, grinning up at him, their faces so close his nose is practically nudged right up against reki's cheek. ]

In return I promise to never dump you even if you stop making me food.

As if.

[ reki scoffs and squeezes him tighter, hearing the telltale sound of the bathroom door opening. in a house like this, it's a sound you learn quickly. ]

You go.

[ qi fang straightens up, brows raised. ]

You sure?

[ he grins, leaning forward to press a kiss on reki's cheek. ]

You're the best, man. I'll leave you some hot water, okay?

[ he's not going to waste any more time, considering his feet have started to feel numb. ]

You'd better.

[ reki's already freezing in qi fang's absence, but whatever. time to grab that tea and huff over it until he can feel his nose again, at least. ]

Grab whatever you want from my closet. Actually...

[ ... now that he thinks of it... ]

Pretty sure some of your clothes are in the basket on my desk.

TFLN / OPEN RP / THREADTRACKER

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