[Get a maybe-significant-other Snake can make fun of, then they'll talk.]
We aren't actively engaging in sexual activity, if you truly think that's necessary to know. [Hear his annoyed little huff? It's been a few seconds, Aoi.] We made our feelings known to one another, and it went well. Are you satisfied?
Are you sure you want an answer? Sounds like satisfaction is a sore subject.
[Wow, Aoi is hilarious, right? Are you dying of laughter yet, Snake? Please don't murder this idiot. He is kind of happy that you guys worked out your shit.]
But that's probably for the best, otherwise I would've gone through all of that for nothin'.
[it's a good thing Snake can't see him ever, so he doesn't see Aoi turn red.]
You were right about the...um, the effect around the whole place. There's some shit in the air that makes everyone act weird. Don't go there by yourself...but if you're tryin' to get laid, you should take your boy to the springs.
[That's alright, he's smart enough to assume it might be happening. It might be evident in the amusement that finds its way into his tone.]
Oh? I can't say I imagined there would actually be a physical draw to it, but it's interesting if they use some concoction to do so... I have no unquenchable desire to lie with Junpei anytime soon, so perhaps you should take your own advice? Surely you found someone desirable there, if the place is so strange.
No, man, I can't just go pick up somebody there. The spring gets everyone sprung, and you can't tell if it's 'cause they actually like you or if it's something in the water. So even if someone really hot starts hitting on you, you can't...
[Ethics are kind of a gray area for the Kurashikis, but Aoi's not gonna take advantage of someone like that.]
It really fuckin' sucks, 'cause you could, like, like somebody and be really on board for whatever goes down, but in the back of your mind, you dunno how long they've been breathin' in weird fumes on lifeguard duty and if their weird tease-flirting is for real or just part of their contract and I can't go back there.
[Have fun with that run-on rant, Snake. Aoi's frustration is real, so suffer through his terrible grammar.]
But, like, you already know Junpei likes you, so if you guys go, it ain't gonna be a problem.
[It's fine, Snake speaks run-on rants about the world. He heaves a sigh, sitting back and running his hand through his hair.]
Listen, Aoi. I cannot give you advice for how to feel in such a place, because that is not and never will be my scene. But I will tell you if there is a certain person you had all of these doubts about, I would think on the fact there is no reason for them to be there other than seeking someone else. That is what people go there to do. And simply because they are aroused does not mean they lower their standards, so if you were below them, I believe they would make it known.
Regardless of whether or not you figure that out about this... obvious individual, you must stop projecting your frustrations on Junpei and I. We do not need to get laid. You might.
[Wrong on two counts, buddy. Aoi's pretty sure Snake and Junpei hella need to get laid. And there's more to the mystery hottie at the springs situation, even if some of what Snake's laying down sounds like decent logic.]
Fine, you don't wanna go, you don't gotta. You guys can wait til marriage or whatever. But don't fuckin' tell me what to do. I'm not gonna hit on people when they're working. That's a douche move.
[Yeah, he needs to get laid, because talking about his lack of a sex life is getting him way too testy.]
It's almost as if being told what to do with your sex life is uncalled for. Hm.
[And it's getting Snake testy for opposite reasons. This is heading down a fun road.]
I believe the solution is to hit on them when they aren't at work, if that makes you so uncomfortable. Finding common ground that isn't how much someone needs to have sex is fairly easy, so perhaps it might work well for you. Even if it apparently isn't easy for you.
Why are you even giving me sex advice? Are you incapable of not being a know-it-all every second of the goddamn day?
[Both of them could just shut up, but two stubborn assholes is kind of a fatal combination. Besides, yelling about this is basically the only option Aoi's got for venting his frustrations at the moment.]
Look, it's not that simple. Finding people with shared life experiences is kinda hard when half your life has been fuckin' nonary bullshit. This guy kinda gets it, and I don't wanna fuck everything up just 'cause I haven't gotten laid in a while!
[Things worth knowing: every day now, Junpei wakes up and is faintly amazed Snake still wants to date him, for the 3 minutes before he's amazed Snake still won't get out of bed without being dragged. He's an adult, he should have learned this skill already.
The point is that Junpei's still kind of surprised every time he gets an affectionate touch or a smooch, despite how the only really new thing in this equation is the kissing. He's happy, even if he can't help but feel sometimes like it's only a matter of time before the other shoe drops and something goes horrifically wrong for them in this new space alien life of theirs. Something usually goes horrifically wrong - and there's the fact that he, personally, is a disaster of a person...
But still, he's very happy, and so is compelled to show his dopey affections the best way he can think of: trinkets. Hella trinkets. He spots a real good one while he's out today still not getting a real job, and so when he comes home he heads straight for Snake doing his musical nerd thing on the couch or whatever. Junpei, real adult, sits on the fucking coffee table and nudges Snake's leg with his foot. Hello, finish this music nerd shit quickly because he needs attention.]
[Snake, who hasn't been so personally emotionally scared from these past years'... events, isn't waiting for the impending bad thing that is going to happen. It isn't that he's not aware that they've got some unresolved issues, especially since Junpei confessed he was a borderline alcoholic not too long ago, but... he won't think about it until it comes up. He's unbelievably happy this worked out the way it did, because he was real tired of thinking about how nice it'd be to kiss Junpei instead of doing it.
So he's not so mentally exhausted that he won't do anything while Junpei's away anymore. He isn't endlessly tuning his guitar instead of playing, and this probably isn't the first time Junpei's come home to him playing notes and recording them. He most definitely got lectured about harps the second it mysteriously appeared.
So, like, he's passionate again. Junpei's interrupting it a little, so Snake releases a sigh as he turns his head... to the coffee table. He just raises his brows a little and waits.]
[Just keep telling him no whenever he wanders in a vaguely alcohol-related direction and he'll be fine. That lingering uncertainty aside - or even included - this is the happiest he's been in over a year! Enough that even these less than perfect things he thinks about haven't completely crushed him emotionally, so that's progress! Of a sort.
Anyway, none of this changes that he has very little, uh, mindfulness of Snake's musical hobbies? It's not that he doesn't respect being lectured about harps for an hour, but plain and simple, he doesn't get how much concentration goes into this particular activity and so he's here being annoying. He can tell he's annoying because he's getting the usual not-look. So-]
Um—I got you something. [Now he fumbles with the paper wrapping his totally cool trinket got wrapped in apparently solely so he could pull impotently at it and make a fool of himself. Give him a few seconds here-] Hang on—
[He almost drops it. It's a whole thing. But no, he's got it, and he leans forward to tug Snake's sleeve until Snake cooperates and lets him deposit a very fine pin in his hand. Tada!!] Well... here. I saw it and I thought of you, so, you know...
[Snake can feel himself gradually become less annoyed with Junpei the longer he fumbles like an idiot. He leans off the harp and turns to face him more as he fails to unwrap what didn't need to be wrapped in the first place. "I'm blind," he could point out meanly. But he's saved by the fact they're dating now.
He's also really glad he doesn't. Snake doesn't say anything up until he receives the pin, but his whole face lights up the second he gets his fingers around it. He takes both hands to feel around the edges once, then twice, like he doesn't quite believe what he's feeling at first... And then, with a much more content sigh,]
You got me a clover. [He's going to die. He's back to being unbelievably happy, and if it wasn't obvious in his voice, it must be in his wide smile. And a little bit in the demand that follows:] You-- Get off of our table and come here.
[Junpei is pretty sure that a clover pin - a clover anything, actually - is the best possible thing he could have picked to give Snake now, this afternoon, apropos of nothing. Is there a special occasion? Snake is the special occasion!
That's too dorky even for Junpei, so he thinks it but he doesn't say it. He sits there watching intently as Snake feels the shape of the pin, waiting; he still needs to be sure his very nice gift goes over well. And it does, thankfully, since he was starting to fidget - there's no denying that Snake smiling like that makes his heart grow a size or two, and he lets out a laugh that betrays he was kinda nervous for a second as he gets off the table and swaps over to the couch. Hey.]
Would I have had you moved if I didn't intend to thank you? Don't be silly, Junpei.
[For all the times he's made fun of him, the dumbest things about Junpei are what Snake ends up finding the cutest. He made this big fuss over a pin, he was nervous about a pin. It wasn't like Snake was going to like him any less if it was a terrible gift? This boy.
So he moves the pin into one hand and places the other on his shoulder, leaning across the couch for what probably isn't the first kiss of the day, but hopefully is still sweet enough. He does actually care if it is, though, so when they part:] If that doesn't suffice... thank you, Junpei. I don't know what I did to deserve something like this.
[Nice, a smooch. Junpei leans into it, then realizes he's leaning too far because he's sitting too far and scoots closer to Snake mid-smooch. One of his hands makes it to Snake's waist while the other makes it to about his elbow for what is not the most elegant side hug, but it's close enough. He's going to stay right here post-kiss, thanks.]
Well— nothing. I mean, not nothing, but... you know. [Guess how much his romantic aptitude has improved in the past, like, few days? Barely.] I just thought you'd like it.
[That's fine by him, even if he'll never get back to his music now. He shifts a little to lean on him so he isn't so uncomfortable, putting his feet up on the coffee table he'd almost complained about Junpei sitting on. They're real life adults.]
Well, I do. I'll have to get a jacket to put this on, won't I? I'd technically be wearing my heart on my sleeve. [This would be a great joke, if he didn't keep talking.] Though I cannot literally on my sleeve...
[Real life adults can do whatever they want with their furniture? Junpei sits on the table automatically like the couch isn't a real thing, so hippie feet are just fine. Junpei hums, scooting a fraction of an inch closer again and sliding his arms all the way around Snake's waist. It's time for this... no more music.]
I can put it on for you. [.......] On the front.
[Hey... say that sweet thing again... do it without him asking because he's not gonna.]
[Snake is the taller of the two, yet every time they get close like this, he's the one leaning his head on Junpei's shoulder. They'll probably need a couch more designed for this beanpole's cuddling? One day.]
On the front, yes. Perhaps right... [He won't say sweet things again, but he'll imply it? He's putting a hand on his heart.] Here? That'll do, won't it? I think it's fitting, for gift from you.
[Well, Junpei is comfortable like this, so maybe spindly Snake should get on that furniture search. But here, he'll help, shifting now to lean back and take Snake with him as he settles against the arm of this couch. Genius.
Anyway, this boy. This boy!!]
You're in a good mood. [He hasn't been called a doofus even once, which makes this a great day full of sappy Snakeisms.] Sorry I made you stop your harp thing.
[That is a super genius move? This is why he's not being called a doofus. He can put an arm around Junpei now, at the cost of Junpei's legs maybe falling asleep because he's curled up around him.]
It understand it couldn't wait, now. It's alright. [Look at that... not one mean thing. He on a roll.] Though I'm sure my songs will have an unusual amount of stops in it, thanks to a very eager boy who wants my attention.
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Voice, sometime after exploring the Red Light District
...way to have terrible taste, btw.
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[Only he can call Junpei a dumbass, now. Is Junpei listening to this? yes, hear his distant "what" before he decides he doesn't want to know.]
You've taken so long that they've become unnecessary, Aoi. Should I be worried?
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[Hey, he did what Snake asked, isn't that enough? What's a few insults of maybe-significant-others between sort-of friends?]
Wait, what? Are you sayin'...you guys are boning now?
[Excuse him while he throws up a little in his mouth.]
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We aren't actively engaging in sexual activity, if you truly think that's necessary to know. [Hear his annoyed little huff? It's been a few seconds, Aoi.] We made our feelings known to one another, and it went well. Are you satisfied?
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[Wow, Aoi is hilarious, right? Are you dying of laughter yet, Snake?
Please don't murder this idiot. He is kind of happy that you guys worked out your shit.]But that's probably for the best, otherwise I would've gone through all of that for nothin'.
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Satisfaction will be a sore something for one of us later. I believe what's more important is what you went through.
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You were right about the...um, the effect around the whole place. There's some shit in the air that makes everyone act weird. Don't go there by yourself...but if you're tryin' to get laid, you should take your boy to the springs.
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Oh? I can't say I imagined there would actually be a physical draw to it, but it's interesting if they use some concoction to do so... I have no unquenchable desire to lie with Junpei anytime soon, so perhaps you should take your own advice? Surely you found someone desirable there, if the place is so strange.
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[Ethics are kind of a gray area for the Kurashikis, but Aoi's not gonna take advantage of someone like that.]
It really fuckin' sucks, 'cause you could, like, like somebody and be really on board for whatever goes down, but in the back of your mind, you dunno how long they've been breathin' in weird fumes on lifeguard duty and if their weird tease-flirting is for real or just part of their contract and I can't go back there.
[Have fun with that run-on rant, Snake. Aoi's frustration is real, so suffer through his terrible grammar.]
But, like, you already know Junpei likes you, so if you guys go, it ain't gonna be a problem.
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Listen, Aoi. I cannot give you advice for how to feel in such a place, because that is not and never will be my scene. But I will tell you if there is a certain person you had all of these doubts about, I would think on the fact there is no reason for them to be there other than seeking someone else. That is what people go there to do. And simply because they are aroused does not mean they lower their standards, so if you were below them, I believe they would make it known.
Regardless of whether or not you figure that out about this... obvious individual, you must stop projecting your frustrations on Junpei and I. We do not need to get laid. You might.
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[Wrong on two counts, buddy. Aoi's pretty sure Snake and Junpei hella need to get laid. And there's more to the mystery hottie at the springs situation, even if some of what Snake's laying down sounds like decent logic.]
Fine, you don't wanna go, you don't gotta. You guys can wait til marriage or whatever. But don't fuckin' tell me what to do. I'm not gonna hit on people when they're working. That's a douche move.
[Yeah, he needs to get laid, because talking about his lack of a sex life is getting him way too testy.]
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[And it's getting Snake testy for opposite reasons. This is heading down a fun road.]
I believe the solution is to hit on them when they aren't at work, if that makes you so uncomfortable. Finding common ground that isn't how much someone needs to have sex is fairly easy, so perhaps it might work well for you. Even if it apparently isn't easy for you.
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[Both of them could just shut up, but two stubborn assholes is kind of a fatal combination. Besides, yelling about this is basically the only option Aoi's got for venting his frustrations at the moment.]
Look, it's not that simple. Finding people with shared life experiences is kinda hard when half your life has been fuckin' nonary bullshit. This guy kinda gets it, and I don't wanna fuck everything up just 'cause I haven't gotten laid in a while!
action sometime right now? yeah
The point is that Junpei's still kind of surprised every time he gets an affectionate touch or a smooch, despite how the only really new thing in this equation is the kissing. He's happy, even if he can't help but feel sometimes like it's only a matter of time before the other shoe drops and something goes horrifically wrong for them in this new space alien life of theirs. Something usually goes horrifically wrong - and there's the fact that he, personally, is a disaster of a person...
But still, he's very happy, and so is compelled to show his dopey affections the best way he can think of: trinkets. Hella trinkets. He spots a real good one while he's out today still not getting a real job, and so when he comes home he heads straight for Snake doing his musical nerd thing on the couch or whatever. Junpei, real adult, sits on the fucking coffee table and nudges Snake's leg with his foot. Hello, finish this music nerd shit quickly because he needs attention.]
this is.......... gay
So he's not so mentally exhausted that he won't do anything while Junpei's away anymore. He isn't endlessly tuning his guitar instead of playing, and this probably isn't the first time Junpei's come home to him playing notes and recording them. He most definitely got lectured about harps the second it mysteriously appeared.
So, like, he's passionate again. Junpei's interrupting it a little, so Snake releases a sigh as he turns his head... to the coffee table. He just raises his brows a little and waits.]
spoilers: they're boyfriends
Anyway, none of this changes that he has very little, uh, mindfulness of Snake's musical hobbies? It's not that he doesn't respect being lectured about harps for an hour, but plain and simple, he doesn't get how much concentration goes into this particular activity and so he's here being annoying. He can tell he's annoying because he's getting the usual not-look. So-]
Um—I got you something. [Now he fumbles with the paper wrapping his totally cool trinket got wrapped in apparently solely so he could pull impotently at it and make a fool of himself. Give him a few seconds here-] Hang on—
[He almost drops it. It's a whole thing. But no, he's got it, and he leans forward to tug Snake's sleeve until Snake cooperates and lets him deposit a very fine pin in his hand. Tada!!] Well... here. I saw it and I thought of you, so, you know...
junpei's dumped
He's also really glad he doesn't. Snake doesn't say anything up until he receives the pin, but his whole face lights up the second he gets his fingers around it. He takes both hands to feel around the edges once, then twice, like he doesn't quite believe what he's feeling at first... And then, with a much more content sigh,]
You got me a clover. [He's going to die. He's back to being unbelievably happy, and if it wasn't obvious in his voice, it must be in his wide smile. And a little bit in the demand that follows:] You-- Get off of our table and come here.
that seems to be the opposite of your tag
That's too dorky even for Junpei, so he thinks it but he doesn't say it. He sits there watching intently as Snake feels the shape of the pin, waiting; he still needs to be sure his very nice gift goes over well. And it does, thankfully, since he was starting to fidget - there's no denying that Snake smiling like that makes his heart grow a size or two, and he lets out a laugh that betrays he was kinda nervous for a second as he gets off the table and swaps over to the couch. Hey.]
Sooo... you like it? Do I get a "thank you"?
he's......... less dumped
[For all the times he's made fun of him, the dumbest things about Junpei are what Snake ends up finding the cutest. He made this big fuss over a pin, he was nervous about a pin. It wasn't like Snake was going to like him any less if it was a terrible gift? This boy.
So he moves the pin into one hand and places the other on his shoulder, leaning across the couch for what probably isn't the first kiss of the day, but hopefully is still sweet enough. He does actually care if it is, though, so when they part:] If that doesn't suffice... thank you, Junpei. I don't know what I did to deserve something like this.
sweet deal
Well— nothing. I mean, not nothing, but... you know. [Guess how much his romantic aptitude has improved in the past, like, few days? Barely.] I just thought you'd like it.
[It's good, he did so good.]
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Well, I do. I'll have to get a jacket to put this on, won't I? I'd technically be wearing my heart on my sleeve. [This would be a great joke, if he didn't keep talking.] Though I cannot literally on my sleeve...
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I can put it on for you. [.......] On the front.
[Hey... say that sweet thing again... do it without him asking because he's not gonna.]
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On the front, yes. Perhaps right... [He won't say sweet things again, but he'll imply it? He's putting a hand on his heart.] Here? That'll do, won't it? I think it's fitting, for gift from you.
[he's not a hippie,]
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Anyway, this boy. This boy!!]
You're in a good mood. [He hasn't been called a doofus even once, which makes this a great day full of sappy Snakeisms.] Sorry I made you stop your harp thing.
[but not really because, this,]
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It understand it couldn't wait, now. It's alright. [Look at that... not one mean thing. He on a roll.] Though I'm sure my songs will have an unusual amount of stops in it, thanks to a very eager boy who wants my attention.
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