and by that i mean why are you so fucking awesome. boyfriend of the year award, hands down. ]
Better to turn up empty-handed and on time than late with chocolates. Not that he cares, but mom and dad'll somehow find the time to say something about it later.
[ he forces a calming breath through his teeth and shoves his phone back in his pocket. ]
He just told us he was coming last night. It should just be a lunch. We can still go to the amusement park tonight.
[ it's his turn to squeeze qi fang's hand, sparing a moment to take a breath with him before they climb on to the bike. like, it goes without saying that reki's gonna break every traffic law in the book to get him there on time. he can comfort bae a little. ]
How about you lemme know whenever you need to escape and I'll come scoop you up.
[ he huffs out a laugh, taking his place behind reki on the bike and stalling only long enough to wrap his arms tight around reki's middle and squeeze. ]
I wish.
[ he really really wishes ]
But he's never here for long and most of the time it's just easier playing nice.
[ reki has to ruffle his hair. rude awakening or not, this boy is precious. ]
S'long as you know it's an option.
[ they can peel out of the sandlot as soon as qi fang's settled, one of his hands spared to clasp over qi fang's arm. it's enough to spoil him for cars forever; one day he's gonna be legally allowed to drive, like for real, and this is gonna be the only acceptable option. ]
[ qi fang stays silent but presses a kiss to the back of reki's neck in response, keeping his hold firm the whole ride over. he never enjoys these meetings to begin with, but today he's feeling especially aggrieved — and not just because he's running late with sand in his hair and hickeys all over his throat. he bottles it up in his throat, though, swallowing it down every time it threatens to rise up. by the time they make it to his house he's got little more than thirty minutes to spare — just enough time for a shower and one last few minutes to decompress and put his best game face on.
he stares up at the windows of his house as the bike rolls to a stop and the engine idles. a quick scan at the driveway shows no appearance of a rental yet. he climbs off in record time and turns to reki, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. ]
I'll call you after, ok? [ he's not sure yet if it'll be more for him or for reki. ] You should get going.
[ well you know. maybe those hickeys wouldn't have been there if someone had said something about having an important rendezvous, but it's all good. he'll learn better someday. ]
Yeah, sure.
[ ugh, something about this sucks so much. whatever, he smiles anyway. ]
Good luck.
[ he can get going, sure, but fighting the urge to cast that last longing little look over his shoulder is non-negotiable. he couldn't help it if he tried. ]
[ maybe it's a little foreboding to note that when reki does cast that last longing look back, qi fang has already turned around to pace into the house, hands clenched and jaw set tight...
it's a little over 6pm, and qi fang still hasn't called. not a text or a peep from him the whole day, except for one innocuous picture secretly sent during lunch of a melting piece of honeycomb on a charcuterie board with the caption "🐝 mine." but then it's radio silence after that, the long hours of the afternoon stretching on and on into the evening proper. ]
[ koyomi jerks at the handful of his hair that she's got, making him hiss in pain until she threads a band around it and relents. "uh, no?? you're already way too obsessive." she starts to roughly comb through his loose hair again. "and sit still. you're moving too much." ]
I am not... [ reki mumbles, squinting in pain and displeasure. a whole two seconds elapses, and then he casts a look over his shoulder. ] Am I?
[ koyomi sighs and throws her hands up in defeat. "i can't with you when you're like this. the rule is you always let the guy call you or else you look way too lame. now give me my scrunchie back." she fishes out her palm expectantly, and reki sullenly places the scrunchie inside it. ]
I'm not obsessive, [ he tells her retreating form as it storms into the next room. ] ... And we're both guys, what the fuck.
[ so... not lame if he checks his phone for the 900th time since he got home and shoots off a perfectly casual u ok? text. right? right. ]
[ it'll be a couple of minutes before reki gets a response — a fire of texts that, from the start, are definitely not from qi fang. ]
yea hes fine just being a dumbass the usual
hi reki it's sj btw
[ what reki will receive next is a haphazard selfie wherein sun jing is posing in front of qi fang, sprawled out on some grassy area with a hand over his face and the other flashing her the middle finger. they're clearly outside, somewhere, and (if the crumpled paper bag leaning against qi fang's hip is of any indication) likely intoxicated to some extent. ]
he doesnt want u 2 see him like this but he also talked about ur pretty eyes for ten whole mins so wanna come mop him up? i can give u the deets
o shit whats good dude im getting my shit together rn just hit me w a pin
[ first thing's first, he's gotta tear all of these braids out of his hair. then, he's grabbing the keys and speeding out to the bike, texting along the way. ]
[ she gives him the address before expounding on that piece of eloquence, and also sends reki another picture of a close-up of qi fang's profile — rather, the sour look on his face as she shoves his own phone right up in there. ]
just u know family stuff idk how much hes already told u so ill leave it to him to be a fucking man about it and talk to u :p
also we should double date sometime!!!1 my gf is rly cute u will like her
lmao ok enuff!! i see that grumpy face too much already & ive been tellin him ugh just hmu whenever u wanna do smthn & ill drag him along b there in 20 ok?
[ it's not that far away, but... stops need to be made. ]
[ the location she sends him should be familiar to him: proudly showcased on qi fang's wall, noticed by reki himself the first time he brought him there. the graffiti isn't shown in any of sun jing's selfies, but the grassy hill they're laying on should look familiar enough. ]
ugh ig u can bring him idk hes kinda a downer cant believe this is the first time were talking wtf
[ sun jing, for better or for worse, happens to be a much faster texter. (typos notwithstanding...) ]
ya cuz hes a fucjing dunbass!! he neverr tels any1 anything i had 2 find out from my mom cuz our talk im not here bc he chose me over u im just here bc i knew 2 look hes hurting u care about himrite?
[ qi fang, meanwhile, takes a lot longer to ponder over his words. ]
I want to see you But I'm kinda a mess right now Are you ok to meet up later?
[ this is why qi fang gets left on read while reki and sun jing savage their keyboards at each other ]
ofc i care but i don't wanna be like THAT boyfriend u kno if he needs space i should give him space & i still dont know what's goin on like it's not even any of my business i should just wait til he's ready or w/e right??
nvm ill be there in a sec
[ eventually, he'll get back to qi fang on that: ]
thatta boy dont let this jackass get his way he doesnt jnow what he wants ir needs! ur his bf and u care so ofc its ur bzns
[ more delays on qi fang's end, an internal battle between what he's used to doing and what he wants in that moment. in retrospect, stealing his dad's whiskey wasn't the smartest choice. ]
u rite u rite or he'll end up resenting me forever but w/e ok im comin up now
[ qi fang doesn't get a text back; reki elects instead to just show up, killing the motor at the edge of the hill. he slings his backpack over one shoulder and makes the trek up, waving as sun jing comes into view. she's his first stop, offering some dap and a bright smile. ]
Damn, the drip is flawless today. You're always lookin' fresh as hell.
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Ur blinded by his sick grinds
Nah, you never bitch. Keep it going.
[ in turn, he'll try not to enjoy it so much. ]
Anything you need to pick up on the way? Clothes, flowers... dynamite?
sick grinds on DEEZ NUTS
and by that i mean why are you so fucking awesome. boyfriend of the year award, hands down. ]
Better to turn up empty-handed and on time than late with chocolates. Not that he cares, but mom and dad'll somehow find the time to say something about it later.
[ he forces a calming breath through his teeth and shoves his phone back in his pocket. ]
He just told us he was coming last night. It should just be a lunch. We can still go to the amusement park tonight.
Like where's the lie tho
How about you lemme know whenever you need to escape and I'll come scoop you up.
no it's true he's v good at em
I wish.
[ he really really wishes ]
But he's never here for long and most of the time it's just easier playing nice.
Yeah so incinerator
[ reki has to ruffle his hair. rude awakening or not, this boy is precious. ]
S'long as you know it's an option.
[ they can peel out of the sandlot as soon as qi fang's settled, one of his hands spared to clasp over qi fang's arm. it's enough to spoil him for cars forever; one day he's gonna be legally allowed to drive, like for real, and this is gonna be the only acceptable option. ]
ok fine but he will be missed
he stares up at the windows of his house as the bike rolls to a stop and the engine idles. a quick scan at the driveway shows no appearance of a rental yet. he climbs off in record time and turns to reki, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. ]
I'll call you after, ok? [ he's not sure yet if it'll be more for him or for reki. ] You should get going.
Qi fang too they burn together
Yeah, sure.
[ ugh, something about this sucks so much. whatever, he smiles anyway. ]
Good luck.
[ he can get going, sure, but fighting the urge to cast that last longing little look over his shoulder is non-negotiable. he couldn't help it if he tried. ]
uhhhHhHhHhh lemme get back to you on that—
it's a little over 6pm, and qi fang still hasn't called. not a text or a peep from him the whole day, except for one innocuous picture secretly sent during lunch of a melting piece of honeycomb on a charcuterie board with the caption "🐝 mine." but then it's radio silence after that, the long hours of the afternoon stretching on and on into the evening proper. ]
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
[ koyomi jerks at the handful of his hair that she's got, making him hiss in pain until she threads a band around it and relents. "uh, no?? you're already way too obsessive." she starts to roughly comb through his loose hair again. "and sit still. you're moving too much." ]
I am not... [ reki mumbles, squinting in pain and displeasure. a whole two seconds elapses, and then he casts a look over his shoulder. ] Am I?
[ koyomi sighs and throws her hands up in defeat. "i can't with you when you're like this. the rule is you always let the guy call you or else you look way too lame. now give me my scrunchie back." she fishes out her palm expectantly, and reki sullenly places the scrunchie inside it. ]
I'm not obsessive, [ he tells her retreating form as it storms into the next room. ] ... And we're both guys, what the fuck.
[ so... not lame if he checks his phone for the 900th time since he got home and shoots off a perfectly casual u ok? text. right? right. ]
RIP...
yea
hes fine
just being a dumbass
the usual
hi reki it's sj btw
[ what reki will receive next is a haphazard selfie wherein sun jing is posing in front of qi fang, sprawled out on some grassy area with a hand over his face and the other flashing her the middle finger. they're clearly outside, somewhere, and (if the crumpled paper bag leaning against qi fang's hip is of any indication) likely intoxicated to some extent. ]
he doesnt want u 2 see him like this
but
he also talked about ur pretty eyes for ten whole mins
so
wanna come mop him up?
i can give u the deets
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im getting my shit together rn just hit me w a pin
[ first thing's first, he's gotta tear all of these braids out of his hair. then, he's grabbing the keys and speeding out to the bike, texting along the way. ]
can u like
tell me whats goin on
no subject
[ she gives him the address before expounding on that piece of eloquence, and also sends reki another picture of a close-up of qi fang's profile — rather, the sour look on his face as she shoves his own phone right up in there. ]
just u know
family stuff
idk how much hes already told u
so ill leave it to him
to be a fucking man about it and talk to u :p
also we should double date sometime!!!1 my gf is rly cute u will like her
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lmao ok enuff!! i see that grumpy face too much already
& ive been tellin him ugh
just hmu whenever u wanna do smthn & ill drag him along
b there in 20 ok?
[ it's not that far away, but... stops need to be made. ]
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ugh ig u can bring him
idk hes kinda a downer
cant believe this is the first time were talking wtf
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and yeah, he's texting and driving. it's been one day, he's pro enough now. ]
ikr
he lured me into all this w promises wed all eat lunch together but that never happened
steal my # well get up to some shit
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greedy asshole tbh
keeping u all to himself
im saving ur num now!!
hell probs steal his phone back soon
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fr he's been holdin out on us!!
text me anytime like
we gotta chill & im fiending for tea on ur new boo~♡
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o shit YEAH
her names qiu tong shes the most beautiful girl u ever saw
[ and then — radio silence again. at least eight minutes this time, wherein reki can probably get a lot of yelling and wrestling is happening. ]
Don't encourage her she'll never shut up
You don't have to come all the way here btw
She's being dramatic
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[ like, he's already practically there, but still. it's not like qi fang actually called him. ]
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Shit
We were supposed to go on a date tonight
[ practically a second after qi fang's text, reki will receive one from a new number. ]
whatever hes saying dont listen 2 him
hes being dumb rn
he needs u
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just lmk what u want
[ and to sun jing, now that she's on her own phone: ]
u sure??
what if he just wants to be w u
he didn't even tell me about any of this stuff til this morning
there's prob a reason
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ya cuz hes a fucjing dunbass!!
he neverr tels any1 anything i had 2 find out from my mom cuz our talk
im not here bc he chose me over u im just here bc i knew 2 look
hes hurting
u care about himrite?
[ qi fang, meanwhile, takes a lot longer to ponder over his words. ]
I want to see you
But I'm kinda a mess right now
Are you ok to meet up later?
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ofc i care
but i don't wanna be like THAT boyfriend u kno
if he needs space i should give him space
& i still dont know what's goin on like it's not even any of my business
i should just wait til he's ready or w/e
right??
nvm ill be there in a sec
[ eventually, he'll get back to qi fang on that: ]
whats that matter
we've been messy ill brt
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dont let this jackass get his way
he doesnt jnow what he wants ir needs!
ur his bf and u care so ofc its ur bzns
[ more delays on qi fang's end, an internal battle between what he's used to doing and what he wants in that moment. in retrospect, stealing his dad's whiskey wasn't the smartest choice. ]
Yeah ok
See you soon
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or he'll end up resenting me forever but w/e
ok im comin up now
[ qi fang doesn't get a text back; reki elects instead to just show up, killing the motor at the edge of the hill. he slings his backpack over one shoulder and makes the trek up, waving as sun jing comes into view. she's his first stop, offering some dap and a bright smile. ]
Damn, the drip is flawless today. You're always lookin' fresh as hell.
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