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[ see, this? this is one of the reasons nisaka suggested the hospital in the first place... mustering up all his patience, nisaka draws in a deep breath and tries to enunciate this as best as he can: ]
Will you see a professional?
[ sure, popping a shoulder back into place isn't exactly rocket science here, but is nisaka willing to risk fucking up reki's shoulder even more? not really!! ]
Will you see a professional?
[ sure, popping a shoulder back into place isn't exactly rocket science here, but is nisaka willing to risk fucking up reki's shoulder even more? not really!! ]
[ is that a no? honestly, nisaka is the only person reki really talks to outside the scene. what's the big deal, really? ]
It happens all the time. I've got a thrashed rotator cuff.
[ he scans the streets. worst case scenario, there's a brick wall not too far from here that'll do. kind of sucks and it's less exact, but it works in a pinch. ]
Please, babe?
It happens all the time. I've got a thrashed rotator cuff.
[ he scans the streets. worst case scenario, there's a brick wall not too far from here that'll do. kind of sucks and it's less exact, but it works in a pinch. ]
Please, babe?
[ it's fortunate that nisaka happens to follow reki's skittish line of sight, because if he wasn't 1000% convinced the redhead was really considering ramming himself into that brick wall, then he wouldn't be doing what he's just about to do. ]
Just so you know I am absolutely channeling all of my anger into this.
[ grabbing up reki's arm, trying to toe that line between gentle and firm... despite his frustration, he really is kind of worried he'll fuck this up. but if there's ever been a time to try and be as strong as he physically can be, why not now? squeezing his eyes shut, he takes in a sharp breath which is really all the warning reki gets before he shoves, like that shoulder's insulted his own mother or something. ]
Just so you know I am absolutely channeling all of my anger into this.
[ grabbing up reki's arm, trying to toe that line between gentle and firm... despite his frustration, he really is kind of worried he'll fuck this up. but if there's ever been a time to try and be as strong as he physically can be, why not now? squeezing his eyes shut, he takes in a sharp breath which is really all the warning reki gets before he shoves, like that shoulder's insulted his own mother or something. ]
You can be angry at me all you want when I've got two arms to defend myself with.
[ meanwhile, reki is just having the best time. that sharp breath is a perfect cue: he moves into the shove, feels that blessed pop, and sighs in relief. after a second of flexing his fingers: ]
You're the G.O.A.T. I owe you one.
[ meanwhile, reki is just having the best time. that sharp breath is a perfect cue: he moves into the shove, feels that blessed pop, and sighs in relief. after a second of flexing his fingers: ]
You're the G.O.A.T. I owe you one.
[ normally such flattery would get nisaka flustered, but at the moment he's still feeling too annoyed to get that embarrassed. ]
You were hit by a car, [ is all nisaka says, carefully. he feels a little delirious having to remind the other boy of his own accident here. ]
You were hit by a car, [ is all nisaka says, carefully. he feels a little delirious having to remind the other boy of his own accident here. ]
Stop. [ nisaka sighs again, feeling all that strength he'd mustered up just earlier leave him. he's not sure if he's just tired suddenly, but he can't fathom any of what reki is saying. ] Why are you acting like this isn't a big deal? People don't just get hit by cars every day.
[ watching nisaka deflate like this is awful. a total dagger to the heart, twisting and twisting with no sign of relenting anytime soon. reki steps a little closer, sliding his arms around nisaka's shoulders. ]
I'm sorry. I didn't realize this was such a big deal to you.
[ he's not used to this. people straight up die at S—what kind of wuss is going to complain about a little bump from a car? but that's not nisaka's world—he gets it. ]
That was stupid.
I'm sorry. I didn't realize this was such a big deal to you.
[ he's not used to this. people straight up die at S—what kind of wuss is going to complain about a little bump from a car? but that's not nisaka's world—he gets it. ]
That was stupid.
[ it's not an uncommon feeling, like he's some outsider looking in. maybe nisaka had grown foolish, all that time spent at school having lunches, spending breaks with reki. during those times, reki had just felt like another teenage boy, just like him. sure, he had his skateboarding, but everyone's got their hobbies, their passion. but it's times like these that nisaka realizes just how different their worlds are, how far away reki actually is. he doesn't know the full extent of what reki goes through in S... and now he's wondering if he even should. if he's this much of a wreck after something reki himself doesn't even bat an eye at, what makes him think he can handle reki's world?
selfishly, he sinks into the arms that encircle him. he feels stupid; reki was the one in an accident just now, and yet he's the one being comforted here? burying his face into the other boy's shoulders, he doesn't care if his words come out too muffled to be heard. ]
It matters if you get hurt, okay? It matters.
selfishly, he sinks into the arms that encircle him. he feels stupid; reki was the one in an accident just now, and yet he's the one being comforted here? burying his face into the other boy's shoulders, he doesn't care if his words come out too muffled to be heard. ]
It matters if you get hurt, okay? It matters.
Okay.
[ no, it's good. he needs this too, nisaka's comforting weight against him after his boat was completely rocked by this revelation. oh man, it opens up a big ass can of worms but—those can be dealt with in their own time. he's just glad that they're together, that he can feel every breath nisaka takes and match it with his own. ]
I'm really glad you're here. Thank you.
[ no, it's good. he needs this too, nisaka's comforting weight against him after his boat was completely rocked by this revelation. oh man, it opens up a big ass can of worms but—those can be dealt with in their own time. he's just glad that they're together, that he can feel every breath nisaka takes and match it with his own. ]
I'm really glad you're here. Thank you.
damn
safe and sound???
guess I can't ride in the streets.
safe and sound???
guess I can't ride in the streets.
fine fine
no reckless driving
because you asked so nicely.
no reckless driving
because you asked so nicely.
Idiot... Where else would I be?
[ despite his words, there's no malice, no heat. just exhaustion. it'd taken him a long time to get to this place — to be able to let himself express these emotions, to think he could deserve having such affection in return — so he's not nearly so willing to let it go if he doesn't have to. at least on his stronger days.
he reaches up a hand, curling it into a fist in reki's hoodie. maybe it was meant to be threatening, but really he just comes off as clinging. ]
Next time you go out like this again, tell me beforehand, okay?
[ despite his words, there's no malice, no heat. just exhaustion. it'd taken him a long time to get to this place — to be able to let himself express these emotions, to think he could deserve having such affection in return — so he's not nearly so willing to let it go if he doesn't have to. at least on his stronger days.
he reaches up a hand, curling it into a fist in reki's hoodie. maybe it was meant to be threatening, but really he just comes off as clinging. ]
Next time you go out like this again, tell me beforehand, okay?
You got it.
[ reki reaches out too, slipping a palm against nisaka's cheek. it's an easy promise to make. the other stuff weighing on his mind—not nearly such a breeze.
but right now it doesn't matter. really the only guarantee that either of them have is this moment. and sure, it's gotten off to a way rockier start than he would have liked, but nisaka is still here. there's still a chance to make it better. ]
It's boring without you, anyway. Next time, we'll go together.
[ reki reaches out too, slipping a palm against nisaka's cheek. it's an easy promise to make. the other stuff weighing on his mind—not nearly such a breeze.
but right now it doesn't matter. really the only guarantee that either of them have is this moment. and sure, it's gotten off to a way rockier start than he would have liked, but nisaka is still here. there's still a chance to make it better. ]
It's boring without you, anyway. Next time, we'll go together.
[ from here ]
[ it works. it's greatly assisted by the fact that langa looks exactly like what a prince should be in all the best fairy tales: handsome and strong and so devoted that even reki with all of his hangups can't ignore it. he can feel langa's gaze lingering on his lips, which makes him reflexively run his tongue over the bottom one, for a moment quiet, entranced, able to do nothing but look back at him as something warm and comfortable blooms in his chest.
ughhhh, he must look so lame. it's one thing to flirt and make out with your best friend, but needing him the way reki needs him, like every breath he takes without langa there is just a dying gasp, that's too much. ]
Shut up.
[ he's grinning despite himself, leaning in, reaching up with hands that still don't know how to be steady when it feels so much like langa should swat him away. that doesn't happen of course; his fingers just slide into langa's silky, smooth hair and his gravity exhausts all of reki's inhibitions like it always does, drawing him nearer. ]
If you found me dead, you'd pass out like a total chump. But I'll, uh... [ his lashes lower, as if that'll shield him from the embarrassment of saying this out loud. ] I'll take the kiss, if it's still on the table.
[ it works. it's greatly assisted by the fact that langa looks exactly like what a prince should be in all the best fairy tales: handsome and strong and so devoted that even reki with all of his hangups can't ignore it. he can feel langa's gaze lingering on his lips, which makes him reflexively run his tongue over the bottom one, for a moment quiet, entranced, able to do nothing but look back at him as something warm and comfortable blooms in his chest.
ughhhh, he must look so lame. it's one thing to flirt and make out with your best friend, but needing him the way reki needs him, like every breath he takes without langa there is just a dying gasp, that's too much. ]
Shut up.
[ he's grinning despite himself, leaning in, reaching up with hands that still don't know how to be steady when it feels so much like langa should swat him away. that doesn't happen of course; his fingers just slide into langa's silky, smooth hair and his gravity exhausts all of reki's inhibitions like it always does, drawing him nearer. ]
If you found me dead, you'd pass out like a total chump. But I'll, uh... [ his lashes lower, as if that'll shield him from the embarrassment of saying this out loud. ] I'll take the kiss, if it's still on the table.
[ de aquí ]
[ he thinks of saying something about the very canadian addendum to that text, but fuck it. the better option is to get his shit together, shove it all into a backpack, and hop on his board. now it's his turn to break his ass and a heroic number of traffic laws getting to langa's place in record time, where he pauses outside the door, digging his phone out of his pocket so that he can shoot off a text. (it still feels weird to knock after all the sneaking out they do.) ]
im here w that dick u ordered
[ he thinks of saying something about the very canadian addendum to that text, but fuck it. the better option is to get his shit together, shove it all into a backpack, and hop on his board. now it's his turn to break his ass and a heroic number of traffic laws getting to langa's place in record time, where he pauses outside the door, digging his phone out of his pocket so that he can shoot off a text. (it still feels weird to knock after all the sneaking out they do.) ]
im here w that dick u ordered
[ When Reki doesn’t respond, Langa is filled with twin thoughts: excitement at having done as his boyfriend asked (he’s going to think of Reki as such in his mind despite the conversation they just had) as well as concern that he’d gone too far. Calling Reki a slut was hardly tame in his mind, and wasn’t at all as he saw him; if Reki liked it, though, who is he to judge? Maybe it will even be hot once they try it together. After all, he likes everything about Reki so far, and everything they’ve done, so it stands to reason that he’ll like this, too.
The text makes him roll his eyes but smile as he walks to the door and opens it. He tries to keep his face as emotionless as possible, looking down at Reki through his bangs, but it’s hard not to look at him with absolute adoration. Stepping aside, he nods his head to gesture that Reki should come in. ] Come in.
The text makes him roll his eyes but smile as he walks to the door and opens it. He tries to keep his face as emotionless as possible, looking down at Reki through his bangs, but it’s hard not to look at him with absolute adoration. Stepping aside, he nods his head to gesture that Reki should come in. ] Come in.
[ honestly, it's hard to think of anything he wouldn't like if it came from langa. ever since that first time, he's been on a kick, swiping around like a fiend on his tablet to figure out more about this wild world he and langa introduced each other to. and every last position and kink and act he's come across has seemed feasible and hot as hell if he imagines langa doing it with him, getting called a slut is just the next new exciting thing.
he's already worked up, quick on langa's heels even though he's trying to step aside. reki elects to rock up on his toes instead and slide his arms loosely around langa's neck, making a satisfied sound that comes very close to a purr. ]
Fuuuuck, you look good.
he's already worked up, quick on langa's heels even though he's trying to step aside. reki elects to rock up on his toes instead and slide his arms loosely around langa's neck, making a satisfied sound that comes very close to a purr. ]
Fuuuuck, you look good.
[ If Langa knew that Reki was doing actual research about sex, he’d be both aroused and disappointed. On the one hand, it is so very within Reki’s wheelhouse to learn everything he can about the things he enjoys, but on the other hand, it would be interesting to do that sort of thing together.
As it is, he’s too busy melting against Reki to think of what had inspired this desire in him. He pushes the door shut and wraps an arm around Reki’s waist to pull him closer, but then he wonders if he should be acting more aloof. Biting back a whine, he lets go and instead puts his hand on Reki’s chest to push him away and towards the direction of the bedroom. ] I know you just want me naked, so let’s get on with it.
As it is, he’s too busy melting against Reki to think of what had inspired this desire in him. He pushes the door shut and wraps an arm around Reki’s waist to pull him closer, but then he wonders if he should be acting more aloof. Biting back a whine, he lets go and instead puts his hand on Reki’s chest to push him away and towards the direction of the bedroom. ] I know you just want me naked, so let’s get on with it.
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