No need to get so huffy, like I said - that kind of face makes me want to tease you.
[ so, even Tsuru's buttons can get pushed? a part of him didn't know that was possible, but note to self: pushable buttons are indeed pushable if you embarrass him first. amazing.
Hijikata isn't even trying to be mean or anything, gosh. Tsuru is so huffy right? very, very huffy! it's all very amusing to Hijikata, because he loves to tease. so yes, he takes this opportunity every chance he gets. he probably has such a smug look on his face now... ]
Well, that is written all over your face. [ Hijikata is experienced, he would be offended if he didn't like it. but... he runs his hand through his bangs, a few sakura petals fall out of his hair. ]
... and all over the floor. Just as cute as the first time, though, I admit.
[ gosh, it's possible, but no one ever manages to actually do it! because tsurumaru usually manages to annoy the living hell out of whoever it is, before they even get a chance to push his buttons... but then hijikata goes and surprises him like this, how unfair.
of course, hearing that doesn't make him any less huffier — there's this indignant sort of sound that comes from him, like how dare hijikata say that... but he looks so smug??? how dare he??? ugh!!! what is this.
he opens his mouth, as if he's going to make a snarky remark, but instead, he lets out a laugh. you know, the laugh that you laugh when you're trying to hide something and end up revealing yourself even more... ]
Cute? I... don't know what you're talking about.
[ ....haha! inconspicuously sweeping up petals with his hands... making little sakura fubuki mountains! trying to hide his embarrassment and failing. and then, with his head bowed and his attention still fixed on the petals, his next words are spoken more softly. ]
You're not allowed to say things like that. If you do, then I don't know what to do.
[ Hijikata is a truthful man! sure, he might say things just to simply woo people but you know, this is different! he doens't like to lie.
but lord... he knows that kind of laugh. so time to regain some of that self control, despite how touchy he wants to get... ah, that's so weird. so, what's a better way to keep hands off is to just... nonchalantly rub the back of your head with your hand? yeah, that's what he's doing - that, or running his hand through his hair every now and then. he lets out a sigh.]
Okay. Don't play dumb, are you hiding something?
[ straight and to the point! ] I told you, if something bothers you don't make sour faces and hide it.
[ listen, he's not making a sour face!! but the conditions under which he'd mentioned this before weren't exactly... ideal, so after much deliberation, he decides to mention it again, extending his hand forward. ]
Here, give me your hand.
[ he takes hijikata's hand, pressing it against his own chest, and while he's not human in any way, they still function like humans to an extent — such as when they get embarrassed, their heart rates increase a whole lot, you know! little things like that... which is what he's trying to show him. ]
Every time I've really liked someone, or I've thought that maybe, this person isn't so bad after all... I don't need to go into detail, do I? You saw what happened to them. [ he's talking about the mirrors, but he presses on, with constant gaps of hesitation between his words, because this is hard for him to say, ok!! ]
And, well... I like you more even more than I liked those people, and I loved those people with everything that I had.
[ and then he lifts his head to meet his gaze, searching his eyes for an answer. ] It's scary, like — if you keep saying things that make me do this, what if I kill you, too?
[ don't worry, they got a nice memento from That Moment. if a broken leg counts. Hijikata's not mad about it though, just grumpy and sour because he actually has to rest, and not work. what really mattered was Tsurumaru's own safety anyway, they made it out alive and that's what matters.
so swords do have heartbeats...
hearing something like that is always flattering, isn't it?
Hijikata only stays silent for a moment, but it isn't really a long one. mostly because his answer is certain. ]
That's ridiculous, do you really think I can die so easily? [ he pauses... before saying something less haughty. ]
Though, everyday I keep pressing forward... so I honestly don't know how long I'll live, I don't know when I'll die - naturally, by now, I already accepted my life might be short because I just don't know. But if there's one thing I know, if I'm going to die it's definitely going to be on the battlefield.
[ because that's what samurais do. they fight until the end, they die an honourable death in battle. ] But even so... Killing me isn't an easy feat.
I don't think you have anything to worry about.
[ ... another pause. ]
But maybe I can try to stay alive all I can. [ it's strange because Hijikata always had accepted short life considering he's a samurai. that's just how it is. but does he really want to try to stay alive for another sake? it's kind of odd, yet... he isn't too sure. ]
[ absolutely?? people are so fragile and their lives can be extinguished, just like that, even though they make all these grandiose claims about living forever, as if living forever is good and desirable. take it from a thousand year old spirit, it's not desirable at all.
but he listens carefully, more amused by hijikata's words than anything else, as if he has free reign over where he dies and how he dies, because life is full of surprises! you never know what exciting trials of death await you everyday... but needless to say, he's impressed by how noble all of that was. ]
That's very samurai-like, you know. If you could try your hardest to stay alive, I think I'd appreciate it.
[ hijikata gets an approving smile!! and this really proud look, because hearing such simple, honest things like that reminds him of his own people. but then, a thought occurs to him, and he suddenly lets go of hijikata's hand, brushing his arm away. ]
Ah, Kashuu told me something before — that you do this sort of thing a lot, with women.
[ he knows, hijikata... there's a pause, before he continues on in a colder tone that says this isn't very fine at all. ]
If that's still the case, then that's fine. I'm not going to stop you. [ if he wants to thoroughly enjoy the pleasure district everyday, then tsurumaru isn't going to stop him... he'll take ume and leave and never speak to him again, but that shouldn't make too much of a difference, right!! ]
But, again — if that's still the case, then do tell me. Because, I really don't have any spare time to waste on humans who think of me as nothing but a pretty treasure.
it wasn't an uncommon where he lived, so those bad habits just kind of migrated over to Cerealia, honestly. but it almost sounds like he's being scolded by his brother, like back then how he got in trouble for flirting while on the job.
yeah, his habits are pretty awful...
Hijikata would naturally probably fight back, argue back if it was his brother but here he looks kind of sheepish. almost like a dog when you scold them for doing something bad? almost, though. maybe Tsurumaru caught that flash of embarrassment across his face. ]
You know, I haven't been going there lately. [ and by that he doesn't mean because he's been stuck in bed with a broken leg... actually he means like... even before! because... he's actually been spending a lot more time with people such as the other 'Gumis, Mikazuki and Tsurumaru?
so lately he didn't feel like going because by the end of the day he was pretty satisfied. he's not going to admit out loud that his pleasure district visits were just merely a distraction due to homesickness. no way. ]
Almost sound like my brother, geez... But I get it, it bothers you doesn't it. I admit... It's a pretty bad habit, huh... I would swear on my Samurai honour, or something but at the end of day I'm not really a real samurai.
[ truth be told, he's just a peasant. he kind of laughs what he said off, a lighthearted, short lived chuckle. ] But you have my word, alright? Straight from the heart.
[ once again. like he said before, he doesn't say his compliments to Tsurumaru just because. he means every word he says! Hijikata might still be sort of a troublemaker like in his youth but if there one thing he definitely is loyal, and he prides himself with that. ]
[ he catches that brief look of embarrassment and shame!! he sees it!! and he knows he's struck gold... but he's also not going to press that topic any further, because he's already gotten the reaction that he wanted.
tsurumaru can also affirm, for a fact, that hijikata hadn't been going this month — if he managed to actually get from his futon to his desk without tsurumaru noticing, then that was a miracle in itself. although, it's the months prior that he doesn't know about, and that worries him.
but while he can claim that he hadn't been expecting anything to begin with and try to blame his distrust and hatred of humanity, it's impossible for him to give up all hope; there had still been a part of him that would have been thoroughly disappointed if hijikata had picked the other option.
although, it doesn't look as if he needs to worry about any of that anymore. he tries to move his hand across the lower half of his face, but he can only cover so much, and regardless, it's obvious that he's more than just a little delighted. ]
I can't speak for all samurai, but at the very least — I don't think my family would mind if you swore on your samurai honor.
[ because, you know, while they're probably rolling over in their graves, if their spirits are floating around somewhere in the afterlife, then they'd probably want tsurumaru to move on and recover. he's been fixed on these people for 800 years... it's time for him to let go. ]
But I'll also accept it if it comes from your heart, as you say.
[ he takes a deep breath, and then, brightly — ]
I may be a sword that knows nothing about your era, and there's no doubt that I'm going to continue being a handful, but I hope that's fine with you.
[ because while Hijikata will honestly admit his bad habit is immature but surely… that can be fixed! he's a truthful guy, okay! he's 100% believable. accept his words from his heart! but damn… he can't believe he got scolded like that. it's almost been a good 15 years ever since he's been scolded like that? embarrassing? he scratches his cheek, trying to get his mind off that embarrassment - see, he's usually shameless but say the right things… you get the point. ]
Fine by me, I'm pretty sure I've dealt with worse anyway.
[ when you deal with many men every day… they're handfuls? troublemakers? ]
I'll just have to train you properly.
[ back at it again, with the dog metaphors… thus, ruining the mood probably. Tsuru will most likely never escape them though, to be honest. ]
[ but why is he so embarrassed!! it's not as if kashuu went into exquisite detail about all of hijikata's love affairs... plus, it's not something that tsuru really understands, since being that filthy with so many different people at once is more of a human need, and ???? what are humans, honestly... if hijikata pinky promises, though, to never ever go to the pleasure district agaij for that kind of fun, then tsuru will never bring it up again.
at first, he stares... like, did he really just... before he bursts into laughter — not because he finds it strange or anything (look... he's heard so many variations of this that he's just accepted it), but because hijikata is somehow so convinced that this training thing is going to work on him. ]
Do you think you're capable of that? Ancient swords aren't just so easily trained, you know.
[ you know what they say... wait for it.... wait for it.... you can't teach an old dog new tricks!
so tsurumaru leans forward to respond, lips curving into a wry smile. ] I'd like to see you try, because that's as far as you're going to get.
[ he's just teasing, of course... he even sounds like he's just teasing! he wouldn't want to insult hijikata's bedroom kink pride, would he? ]
[ because it's simple? Hijikata didn't really care how bad that habit was until its pointed out! gosh... well, even after the Touchy Curse, Tsurumaru shouldn't even be surprised if Hijikata stays touchy. he's a simple man with simple needs? they must be satisfied.
and wow, talk about offensive!
but he also needs to stop challenging when there are certain predicaments stopping him (re: broken leg). so he only furrows his eyebrows to give Tsurumaru a cold look, then only huffs. then he only says it, to the point: ]
Of course, I wouldn't have said it otherwise - right?
[ so return of the touchy feely plague, Hijikata will take hold of Tsurumaru's hand once more. ]
Give me two weeks. [ as in, wait for him to actually heal up! ]
um that was the price of not giving cheek squishies
[ listen, he might be excited for swordhaus to stop being so ridiculously touchy feely, but if hijikata wants to be that way for an even longer time, then tsurumaru isn't going to mind. to an extent, it also benefits him — because not that he's ever felt like expressing it before, but with important people, he's also just as touchy... surprise!
he wasn't referencing his broken leg, though! promise! even if he was in perfect shape, tsurumaru would still tease him about his capabilities, because he's just that kind of person. plus, he likes poking fun; it's his indirect way of showing that he does care.
and yet, he only meets that cold look with a smile, though, as if he's trying to melt hijikata's frown through sheer willpower. ]
Then, I'll hold you to that — in two weeks, show me what you're capable of.
[ but then his hand is held again — which he doesn't mind, because he's five and hijikata's hand is warm and he likes warm. still, tsurumaru gives him a curious glance, until an idea suddenly occurs to him... ]
Here, I'll give you a reward in advance.
[ he leans forward, but instead of what hijikata might expect... he gently bumps their noses together. boop!
then, he draws back just a little, looking really triumphant, like he did a Good. ]
[ look, you want him to think Tsuru is saying that because of the broken leg. he'd be so offended if that wasn't the case? and he wouldn't be able to do much because of the broken leg too. ugh... he hates this so much, everyday he wants to be free of this! ]
Fine by me.
[ and WOW... way to lead Hijikata astray!? he was 100% expecting another kiss... look at what you did... he only blinks because what a weird gesture. weird!
but fine... maybe he should've expected it because Tsurumaru is completely inexperienced. ]
[ ugh... when will he be free? in a week, but until then, tsurumaru has to get in all the teasing he possibly can, because after that, he's going to die. and after he does, hijikata better lower him into his grave, so that he can let him down one last time... ]
A nose bump. People do those a lot, don't they?
[ as far as he's concerned, nose bumps are cute? people usually like them?? and what does that even have to do with experience, gosh, why are humans so complex... but maybe, hijikata had been expecting something else —
aaaaand tsurumaru may or may not have tried to trick him from the start... obviously, he knew what he was doing.
so right now, he's looking pretty smug! that's clearly the look of a winner. ]
If you want a kiss, you're going to have to ask for one yourself.
[ uhm, look here... only Hijikata is allowed to tease and look smug once he realizes he is The Winner? oh how the tables have turned? he won't have this. ]
Hmm...
[ he only smirks because what a challenge! he isn't going to let Tsurumaru be the one in charge? so he simply just pulls his face closer. lips just about an inch a part, but he doesn't press forward. only stares at him with a mischievous glint in his eyes. his voice speaks in a low whisper. ]
I'm sure I don't need to ask for permission anymore for such things - right?
um you're the one that said you pop..............a lot
[ at first, all hijikata gets is this look, since there's something a little obvious about it... that they're both from japan? hello! but even if he'd been referencing time instead of place, it's not as if people went around in the 12th century bumping noses for fun, either.
but wow, way to give him a taste of his own medicine... when he realizes he's just being led on, he sullenly looks away, like when you tell a child that you're going to buy them a toy and then go back on your word??? what kind of monster does that...
that, and he's kind of flustered, actually, for getting his expectations up. ]
Of course you don't have to. [ there's an indignant huff, his vague attempt at sort of covering his embarrassment up.
and then, a bit more loudly, looking back at him: ] Look, if you're going to come this far, you might as well just —
[ you know! he's not going to spell it out! at least, not voluntarily. ]
[ look he knows that??? but maybe whatever world Tsuru is from is weird as hell... who knows! because obviously, Hijikata doesn't live in a world where sword spirits exist... ugh this is weird to think about!
and yes... this is the kind of reaction he wanted. this is what he gets for leading Hijikata on first because you know, Hijikata is the master of teasing. especially like this. making anyone blush by saying one simple sentence - easy. ]
Don't look at me like that, I just wanted to tease a little.
[ and he gets just a bit closer... ah, once again! not what Tsurumaru expects! he goes right to his ear to say one more thing in a whisper. ]
Hmm... I can't hear you. I don't know what to do if you don't tell me -- right? Or what... Are you embarrassed?
[ and... pulling back. a smug expression on his face. oh, he knows he won this battle. ]
Well? [ hmm!!! Hijikata extends a hand to take a hold of Tsurumaru's chin, and lifts his head just a bit. ] You're blushing - it's almost too easy. But it's not a bad expression.
[ is he going overboard... maybe. how does your medicine taste, Tsuru. ]
[ why is hijikata like this??? this isn't good for his heart at all, whispering sweet nothings right against his ear — where it not only sounds nice to listen to, but it also feels just as nice to listen to. if his heart wouldn't give out after a minute or two, he'd be personally invited to whisper into his ear for as long as he wants??
he's not sure if it's just because hijikata is so close, or if it's himself, but everything is strangely warm and comfortable that it makes him more uncertain, that for a moment, the thought of giving in doesn't seem so bad.
there's another hesitant glance to the side, because you know! hijikata said not to look at him like that... no, actually, he's just kind of nervous. ]
I...
[ of course he's embarrassed!! what an obvious question!! hijikata may have won, but tsuru isn't going to let him win by a long stride.
so he's going to spoil that Not Bad expression by frowning when he pulls away — because gosh, how embarrassing.... he's not gonna say it! ]
Fine!! Then, we'll just have nose bumps everyday for the rest of our lives. Are you okay with that?
[ his medicine tastes bad! he hates it!! but how do you like that, hijikata.... ]
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hijiwanwan) wrote2015-09-14 12:06 am
LOOK... hERE....
[ so, even Tsuru's buttons can get pushed? a part of him didn't know that was possible, but note to self: pushable buttons are indeed pushable if you embarrass him first. amazing.
Hijikata isn't even trying to be mean or anything, gosh. Tsuru is so huffy right? very, very huffy! it's all very amusing to Hijikata, because he loves to tease. so yes, he takes this opportunity every chance he gets. he probably has such a smug look on his face now... ]
Well, that is written all over your face. [ Hijikata is experienced, he would be offended if he didn't like it. but... he runs his hand through his bangs, a few sakura petals fall out of his hair. ]
... and all over the floor. Just as cute as the first time, though, I admit.
[ back to teasing...? ]
YOU LOOK HERE......
of course, hearing that doesn't make him any less huffier — there's this indignant sort of sound that comes from him, like how dare hijikata say that... but he looks so smug??? how dare he??? ugh!!! what is this.
he opens his mouth, as if he's going to make a snarky remark, but instead, he lets out a laugh. you know, the laugh that you laugh when you're trying to hide something and end up revealing yourself even more... ]
Cute? I... don't know what you're talking about.
[ ....haha! inconspicuously sweeping up petals with his hands... making little sakura fubuki mountains! trying to hide his embarrassment and failing. and then, with his head bowed and his attention still fixed on the petals, his next words are spoken more softly. ]
You're not allowed to say things like that. If you do, then I don't know what to do.
im lookin...
[ Hijikata is a truthful man! sure, he might say things just to simply woo people but you know, this is different! he doens't like to lie.
but lord... he knows that kind of laugh. so time to regain some of that self control, despite how touchy he wants to get... ah, that's so weird. so, what's a better way to keep hands off is to just... nonchalantly rub the back of your head with your hand? yeah, that's what he's doing - that, or running his hand through his hair every now and then. he lets out a sigh.]
Okay. Don't play dumb, are you hiding something?
[ straight and to the point! ] I told you, if something bothers you don't make sour faces and hide it.
i forgot why you were looking now
Here, give me your hand.
[ he takes hijikata's hand, pressing it against his own chest, and while he's not human in any way, they still function like humans to an extent — such as when they get embarrassed, their heart rates increase a whole lot, you know! little things like that... which is what he's trying to show him. ]
Every time I've really liked someone, or I've thought that maybe, this person isn't so bad after all... I don't need to go into detail, do I? You saw what happened to them. [ he's talking about the mirrors, but he presses on, with constant gaps of hesitation between his words, because this is hard for him to say, ok!! ]
And, well... I like you more even more than I liked those people, and I loved those people with everything that I had.
[ and then he lifts his head to meet his gaze, searching his eyes for an answer. ] It's scary, like — if you keep saying things that make me do this, what if I kill you, too?
i forgot my title thats what i frogot
so swords do have heartbeats...
hearing something like that is always flattering, isn't it?
Hijikata only stays silent for a moment, but it isn't really a long one. mostly because his answer is certain. ]
That's ridiculous, do you really think I can die so easily? [ he pauses... before saying something less haughty. ]
Though, everyday I keep pressing forward... so I honestly don't know how long I'll live, I don't know when I'll die - naturally, by now, I already accepted my life might be short because I just don't know. But if there's one thing I know, if I'm going to die it's definitely going to be on the battlefield.
[ because that's what samurais do. they fight until the end, they die an honourable death in battle. ] But even so... Killing me isn't an easy feat.
I don't think you have anything to worry about.
[ ... another pause. ]
But maybe I can try to stay alive all I can. [ it's strange because Hijikata always had accepted short life considering he's a samurai. that's just how it is. but does he really want to try to stay alive for another sake? it's kind of odd, yet... he isn't too sure. ]
your re: title game was real
but he listens carefully, more amused by hijikata's words than anything else, as if he has free reign over where he dies and how he dies, because life is full of surprises! you never know what exciting trials of death await you everyday... but needless to say, he's impressed by how noble all of that was. ]
That's very samurai-like, you know. If you could try your hardest to stay alive, I think I'd appreciate it.
[ hijikata gets an approving smile!! and this really proud look, because hearing such simple, honest things like that reminds him of his own people. but then, a thought occurs to him, and he suddenly lets go of hijikata's hand, brushing his arm away. ]
Ah, Kashuu told me something before — that you do this sort of thing a lot, with women.
[ he knows, hijikata... there's a pause, before he continues on in a colder tone that says this isn't very fine at all. ]
If that's still the case, then that's fine. I'm not going to stop you. [ if he wants to thoroughly enjoy the pleasure district everyday, then tsurumaru isn't going to stop him... he'll take ume and leave and never speak to him again, but that shouldn't make too much of a difference, right!! ]
But, again — if that's still the case, then do tell me. Because, I really don't have any spare time to waste on humans who think of me as nothing but a pretty treasure.
re: hi! *balloon*
it wasn't an uncommon where he lived, so those bad habits just kind of migrated over to Cerealia, honestly. but it almost sounds like he's being scolded by his brother, like back then how he got in trouble for flirting while on the job.
yeah, his habits are pretty awful...
Hijikata would naturally probably fight back, argue back if it was his brother but here he looks kind of sheepish. almost like a dog when you scold them for doing something bad? almost, though. maybe Tsurumaru caught that flash of embarrassment across his face. ]
You know, I haven't been going there lately. [ and by that he doesn't mean because he's been stuck in bed with a broken leg... actually he means like... even before! because... he's actually been spending a lot more time with people such as the other 'Gumis, Mikazuki and Tsurumaru?
so lately he didn't feel like going because by the end of the day he was pretty satisfied. he's not going to admit out loud that his pleasure district visits were just merely a distraction due to homesickness. no way. ]
Almost sound like my brother, geez... But I get it, it bothers you doesn't it. I admit... It's a pretty bad habit, huh... I would swear on my Samurai honour, or something but at the end of day I'm not really a real samurai.
[ truth be told, he's just a peasant. he kind of laughs what he said off, a lighthearted, short lived chuckle. ] But you have my word, alright? Straight from the heart.
[ once again. like he said before, he doesn't say his compliments to Tsurumaru just because. he means every word he says! Hijikata might still be sort of a troublemaker like in his youth but if there one thing he definitely is loyal, and he prides himself with that. ]
re: hello! *squishies balloon*
tsurumaru can also affirm, for a fact, that hijikata hadn't been going this month — if he managed to actually get from his futon to his desk without tsurumaru noticing, then that was a miracle in itself. although, it's the months prior that he doesn't know about, and that worries him.
but while he can claim that he hadn't been expecting anything to begin with and try to blame his distrust and hatred of humanity, it's impossible for him to give up all hope; there had still been a part of him that would have been thoroughly disappointed if hijikata had picked the other option.
although, it doesn't look as if he needs to worry about any of that anymore. he tries to move his hand across the lower half of his face, but he can only cover so much, and regardless, it's obvious that he's more than just a little delighted. ]
I can't speak for all samurai, but at the very least — I don't think my family would mind if you swore on your samurai honor.
[ because, you know, while they're probably rolling over in their graves, if their spirits are floating around somewhere in the afterlife, then they'd probably want tsurumaru to move on and recover. he's been fixed on these people for 800 years... it's time for him to let go. ]
But I'll also accept it if it comes from your heart, as you say.
[ he takes a deep breath, and then, brightly — ]
I may be a sword that knows nothing about your era, and there's no doubt that I'm going to continue being a handful, but I hope that's fine with you.
my balloon :^(
[ because while Hijikata will honestly admit his bad habit is immature but surely… that can be fixed! he's a truthful guy, okay! he's 100% believable. accept his words from his heart! but damn… he can't believe he got scolded like that. it's almost been a good 15 years ever since he's been scolded like that? embarrassing? he scratches his cheek, trying to get his mind off that embarrassment - see, he's usually shameless but say the right things… you get the point. ]
Fine by me, I'm pretty sure I've dealt with worse anyway.
[ when you deal with many men every day… they're handfuls? troublemakers? ]
I'll just have to train you properly.
[ back at it again, with the dog metaphors… thus, ruining the mood probably. Tsuru will most likely never escape them though, to be honest. ]
why are u filthy (peeps face)
at first, he stares... like, did he really just... before he bursts into laughter — not because he finds it strange or anything (look... he's heard so many variations of this that he's just accepted it), but because hijikata is somehow so convinced that this training thing is going to work on him. ]
Do you think you're capable of that? Ancient swords aren't just so easily trained, you know.
[ you know what they say... wait for it.... wait for it.... you can't teach an old dog new tricks!
so tsurumaru leans forward to respond, lips curving into a wry smile. ] I'd like to see you try, because that's as far as you're going to get.
[ he's just teasing, of course... he even sounds like he's just teasing! he wouldn't want to insult hijikata's bedroom kink pride, would he? ]
bc u destroyed my balloon :(
and wow, talk about offensive!
but he also needs to stop challenging when there are certain predicaments stopping him (re: broken leg). so he only furrows his eyebrows to give Tsurumaru a cold look, then only huffs. then he only says it, to the point: ]
Of course, I wouldn't have said it otherwise - right?
[ so return of the touchy feely plague, Hijikata will take hold of Tsurumaru's hand once more. ]
Give me two weeks. [ as in, wait for him to actually heal up! ]
um that was the price of not giving cheek squishies
he wasn't referencing his broken leg, though! promise! even if he was in perfect shape, tsurumaru would still tease him about his capabilities, because he's just that kind of person. plus, he likes poking fun; it's his indirect way of showing that he does care.
and yet, he only meets that cold look with a smile, though, as if he's trying to melt hijikata's frown through sheer willpower. ]
Then, I'll hold you to that — in two weeks, show me what you're capable of.
[ but then his hand is held again — which he doesn't mind, because he's five and hijikata's hand is warm and he likes warm. still, tsurumaru gives him a curious glance, until an idea suddenly occurs to him... ]
Here, I'll give you a reward in advance.
[ he leans forward, but instead of what hijikata might expect... he gently bumps their noses together. boop!
then, he draws back just a little, looking really triumphant, like he did a Good. ]
i firgot my title again
Fine by me.
[ and WOW... way to lead Hijikata astray!? he was 100% expecting another kiss... look at what you did... he only blinks because what a weird gesture. weird!
but fine... maybe he should've expected it because Tsurumaru is completely inexperienced. ]
You're such a child... What was that?
(komyu voice) pop
A nose bump. People do those a lot, don't they?
[ as far as he's concerned, nose bumps are cute? people usually like them?? and what does that even have to do with experience, gosh, why are humans so complex... but maybe, hijikata had been expecting something else —
aaaaand tsurumaru may or may not have tried to trick him from the start... obviously, he knew what he was doing.
so right now, he's looking pretty smug! that's clearly the look of a winner. ]
If you want a kiss, you're going to have to ask for one yourself.
AAA NO POPPING
[ uhm, look here... only Hijikata is allowed to tease and look smug once he realizes he is The Winner? oh how the tables have turned? he won't have this. ]
Hmm...
[ he only smirks because what a challenge! he isn't going to let Tsurumaru be the one in charge? so he simply just pulls his face closer. lips just about an inch a part, but he doesn't press forward. only stares at him with a mischievous glint in his eyes. his voice speaks in a low whisper. ]
I'm sure I don't need to ask for permission anymore for such things - right?
um you're the one that said you pop..............a lot
but wow, way to give him a taste of his own medicine... when he realizes he's just being led on, he sullenly looks away, like when you tell a child that you're going to buy them a toy and then go back on your word??? what kind of monster does that...
that, and he's kind of flustered, actually, for getting his expectations up. ]
Of course you don't have to. [ there's an indignant huff, his vague attempt at sort of covering his embarrassment up.
and then, a bit more loudly, looking back at him: ] Look, if you're going to come this far, you might as well just —
[ you know! he's not going to spell it out! at least, not voluntarily. ]
*screams*
and yes... this is the kind of reaction he wanted. this is what he gets for leading Hijikata on first because you know, Hijikata is the master of teasing. especially like this. making anyone blush by saying one simple sentence - easy. ]
Don't look at me like that, I just wanted to tease a little.
[ and he gets just a bit closer... ah, once again! not what Tsurumaru expects! he goes right to his ear to say one more thing in a whisper. ]
Hmm... I can't hear you. I don't know what to do if you don't tell me -- right? Or what... Are you embarrassed?
[ and... pulling back. a smug expression on his face. oh, he knows he won this battle. ]
Well? [ hmm!!! Hijikata extends a hand to take a hold of Tsurumaru's chin, and lifts his head just a bit. ] You're blushing - it's almost too easy. But it's not a bad expression.
[ is he going overboard... maybe. how does your medicine taste, Tsuru. ]
he scream at own ass
he's not sure if it's just because hijikata is so close, or if it's himself, but everything is strangely warm and comfortable that it makes him more uncertain, that for a moment, the thought of giving in doesn't seem so bad.
there's another hesitant glance to the side, because you know! hijikata said not to look at him like that... no, actually, he's just kind of nervous. ]
I...
[ of course he's embarrassed!! what an obvious question!! hijikata may have won, but tsuru isn't going to let him win by a long stride.
so he's going to spoil that Not Bad expression by frowning when he pulls away — because gosh, how embarrassing.... he's not gonna say it! ]
Fine!! Then, we'll just have nose bumps everyday for the rest of our lives. Are you okay with that?
[ his medicine tastes bad! he hates it!! but how do you like that, hijikata.... ]