I still remember all the dumb little rules I had for everything. Like—Mr. Octopus always had to have a house, but you can't just build a house for an octopus, you gotta put three white shells by the door or else he won't know it's for him. Fuckin'—worst day of my life, when I couldn't find any shells no matter how much I freakin' gutted this place.
[ there's a more realistic image for qi fang: reki red-faced and wailing about how mr. octopus won't be able to come home tonight. ]
[ and somehow that image just makes qi fang love reki a little more. he can't help the reassuring squeeze he gives reki in return, as if somehow the gesture alone could make him travel back in time and find those shells for reki himself. ]
That's okay... I bet Mr. Octopus had a nice sleepover with a good friend that night.
My dad goes, "What's it matter? It's all gonna disappear anyway."
[ trust that his impression is definitively unkind. ]
That's fucked up, right? Like, it made me think, can't you say that about anything, really? One day, all of this is gonna be gone and any meaning it ever had will be the first thing to go.
[ you have to laugh. right? it makes him laugh. ]
I could'a spent that night imagining Mr. Octopus having a sleepover with the starfish twins, but nah, instead I just worried about the sun exploding for like seven years.
Damn. Guess I should start by saying you're one of the best things to ever happen to me.
[ he's still riding off the high of that joint, yet he can feel his cheeks heating up by that sudden admission. relationships may not have ever been something within his grasp, but he'd always lowkey enjoyed the idea of them, and now he gets why... feeling whole like this — it's addictive in the best ways. ]
[ reki has no choice but to bury his face against qi fang's neck. maybe it doesn't count on a technicality, but he still can't wipe this stupid smile off his face. ]
[ how much i... qi fang feels his entire body freeze at those words, breath held in his throat on a bubbling hope he can't quite name.
said breath rushes out when different words come. different — but no less meaningful. he's squeezing reki again, burying his face in that hair and breathing him in deep. ]
That sun needs to hurry the fuck up cuz I'm ready to fall asleep with you in my arms just like this.
[ qi fang's brow crinkles dubiously, but his breathing has already started to slow. there are a dozen more reasons not to sleep out here, like this, he knows it. but suddenly.even thinking up one is proving difficult. ]
[ that probably hangs unspoken between them like the blade at a guillotine but by now qi fang is way too cozy and exhausted to fight it. he grunts, once, already feeling weighed down by sleep so all he can muster is a light squeeze around reki's middle. ]
[ reki makes sure that sleep takes him with light kisses and gentle hands in his hair. and then, when he's certain that he is dreaming, it occurs to him that he can speak to qi fang's subconscious, sweetly and softly whispering that love you he swallowed down before. he snuggles in tightly and lets sleep take him too, drifting away to the view of the sun rising over the gentle morning waves. ]
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[ there's a more realistic image for qi fang: reki red-faced and wailing about how mr. octopus won't be able to come home tonight. ]
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That's okay... I bet Mr. Octopus had a nice sleepover with a good friend that night.
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See, that's what my parents should have told me. You know what they said instead?
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S...omething else that's reassuring?
[ c'mon mama kyan don't fail him now— ]
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[ trust that his impression is definitively unkind. ]
That's fucked up, right? Like, it made me think, can't you say that about anything, really? One day, all of this is gonna be gone and any meaning it ever had will be the first thing to go.
[ you have to laugh. right? it makes him laugh. ]
I could'a spent that night imagining Mr. Octopus having a sleepover with the starfish twins, but nah, instead I just worried about the sun exploding for like seven years.
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Never too early to have an existential crisis, I guess.
[ a moment of silence, and then he's flinging an arm out, groping blindly around in the sand until his fingers brush against something—
ah. ]
Here you go. One outta three done.
[ he holds up a small shell between them, a chunk missing but. the thought's there. ]
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Sap.
[ but of course he's shoving it in his pocket to covet forever. ]
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It doesn't count when it's dark out.
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Better get it all out now, then. Looks like the sun's gonna come crush on your gig any second.
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[ he's still riding off the high of that joint, yet he can feel his cheeks heating up by that sudden admission. relationships may not have ever been something within his grasp, but he'd always lowkey enjoyed the idea of them, and now he gets why... feeling whole like this — it's addictive in the best ways. ]
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You sure?
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[ his hand trails up and down along reki's spine, a nervous gesture. ]
I was young and dumb and embarrassed to say anything.
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[ reki smushes his glowing cheeks a little snugger against his neck. ]
That's cool.
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No... I still am. [ his voice is small, head turned towards reki's hair, burying his lips there. ] But y'know. I think you should know.
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You should know too. How much I...
[ MMMmmmm... ]
It's so good, being with you. Like... Yeah, the best thing.
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said breath rushes out when different words come. different — but no less meaningful. he's squeezing reki again, burying his face in that hair and breathing him in deep. ]
That sun needs to hurry the fuck up cuz I'm ready to fall asleep with you in my arms just like this.
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[ his fingers drift into qi fang's hair, slowly stroking and softly scratching. ]
Nobody's gonna find us.
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Your mom's gonna kill us... first of all.
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Nah, she wouldn't kill you. Me she thinks about murdering every single day, nothin' new.
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We're gonna wake up all covered in like.. sand bugs.
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We don't have those on this side of the island.
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[ qi fang's brow crinkles dubiously, but his breathing has already started to slow. there are a dozen more reasons not to sleep out here, like this, he knows it. but suddenly.even thinking up one is proving difficult. ]
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[ and probably not covered in sand bugs. ]
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Always do... with you.
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rekijamin kyan 😠
not his full name 😂😂
it's what he deserves!!
Nobody deserves this
i disagree
Ur right to the trash he goes 🗑️
good let him think about what he's done
Nah he goin to that incinerator from toy story
omg he's not that bad
Ur blinded by his sick grinds
sick grinds on DEEZ NUTS
Like where's the lie tho
no it's true he's v good at em
Yeah so incinerator
ok fine but he will be missed
Qi fang too they burn together
uhhhHhHhHhh lemme get back to you on that—
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
RIP...
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