Mondo Oowada (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
shineoncrazydiamond) wrote2012-06-02 08:21 pm
shineoncrazydiamond) wrote2012-06-02 08:21 pm
where oowada loses all ability to can.
[oowada isn't sure what he was expecting exactly.
bro's not home, shouldn't be home for the next few hours. they had come in together, had something to eat, ishimaru had been talking about some... thing with equations or formulas or some kind of science shit he was currently studying and whatever, he passed his test, so oowada just blanked out on the rest. he does that a lot whenever ishimaru talks about school or cram and especially when he starts in on the mondo don't you want to better society and become an upstanding citizen who separates their trash on time and what the fuck, kiyotaka but whatever.
he's used to it. in fact, he'd be lying if he said he didn't like it sometimes. he's got his own man's path to follow and if ishimaru has stricter rules, that's his business. oowada has enough to deal with his gang and keeping his bike fixed up.
normally they'd go for a ride together, it had become a thing to do when they were alone and oowada wanted to share the wind whipping through their hair and the world zooming by them.
today though. they're in his room. they're sitting on his bed.
and then ishimaru pulls the book out of his bag and oowada is left sitting shirtless and cold.]
...the hell are you doing?
bro's not home, shouldn't be home for the next few hours. they had come in together, had something to eat, ishimaru had been talking about some... thing with equations or formulas or some kind of science shit he was currently studying and whatever, he passed his test, so oowada just blanked out on the rest. he does that a lot whenever ishimaru talks about school or cram and especially when he starts in on the mondo don't you want to better society and become an upstanding citizen who separates their trash on time and what the fuck, kiyotaka but whatever.
he's used to it. in fact, he'd be lying if he said he didn't like it sometimes. he's got his own man's path to follow and if ishimaru has stricter rules, that's his business. oowada has enough to deal with his gang and keeping his bike fixed up.
normally they'd go for a ride together, it had become a thing to do when they were alone and oowada wanted to share the wind whipping through their hair and the world zooming by them.
today though. they're in his room. they're sitting on his bed.
and then ishimaru pulls the book out of his bag and oowada is left sitting shirtless and cold.]
...the hell are you doing?
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There's nothing wrong with that, of course; he's not dissatisfied with his life. In fact, he can only think of one complaint, and it's that there isn't ever any time for moments like this.
He sighs and closes his eyes. For now, he'll just stay here, warm and content, because he doesn't know how long it will be until he finds the time for it again.]
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the marks are mostly for fun, to see how loud he can make ishimaru, to see if he'll punch him (again), and for that small insecure part of himself, a reminder of oowada. he doesn't get to see ishimaru as much as he would like, not when they're so busy and their time together seem like stolen moments more than anything else. it's worth it though, no matter if they spend the time arguing, on his bike, or out grabbing a bite. if anything, that small insecure part grows everyday when he thinks about the future, about after graduation. he's young but, the gang won't be forever - daiya and him discuss this too much nowadays.
he knows though, even if he's not very smart and he'll have to work everyday wearing his hands and feet to the bone, he'd like ishimaru to be forever. if ishimaru, the honor student who isn't afraid to fight him on bullshit, will want someone like him for that long.
he curls a little closer, holding the other boy tighter.]
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bites him on the shoulder.]
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GUESS WHAT.
HE'S BITING YOU BACK BITCH.]
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Ishimaru has never bitten anyone, let alone Oowada, because he's never, ever had a reason to. And until just a few moments ago, until he got this idea, as far as he was concerned there wasn't ever a good reason to bite someone.
He thinks this is an exception, though.]
Alright then! We'll both probably wind up with bruises, so once they're gone we should plan to meet up and bruise each other again.
[It's hardly a definite schedule, but it's more of than he's ever had so far. He doesn't know if his own personal schedule will always allow for this one, but he'll make time whenever he can.]
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You suck at asking me out.
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A-At least I've never managed to scare you off!
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IS THIS ABOUT HIM???]
Are you makin' fun of me now!?
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[ishimaru that's because
nobody is on your track record]
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Oy, fuck off!
[sitting up and turning away from you 8|]
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ISHIMARU THINKS AS HE ALSO TURNS AWAY FROM OOWADA
but he is not very good at giving anyone the cold shoulder, so he keeps glancing back at him.]
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...or outside, as can be seen by the sag in his shoulders.]
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While numerically your track record is considerably worse than mine...
[ishimaru and tact need to get acquainted]
...ten, or even a hundred strikeouts is better than not even trying.
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[he can't look at ishimaru while he says it.]
You're worth all the strikeouts, babe.
[it's funny how that makes him feel more vulnerable than being naked and covered in both their semen.]
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gonna
burst into tears
because i haven't had him do that yet HOW]
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i mean
WHAT WHAT WRAPPING AN ARM AROUND YOU]
Why the hell are you crying!?
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He doesn't want to say he doesn't deserve such words; that will only start another argument.
But the fact of the matter is that Ishimaru finds himself very lacking romantically, between his dedication to a stuffed schedule and his inability to talk about how he feels - and as much as he wants to fix that, he doesn't know how.]
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[pulling you closer, no he doesn't mind if your tears (or snot) get on him.
if he's honest? ishimaru never was a pretty crier.]
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his chest is left uncomfortably damp, but he doesn't tries to move away, resting his chin on top of ishimaru's head.
...he's fairly certain there's a string of snot stuck over his nipple. that's. pretty gross.]
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I can get a towel or something similar, if you'd like.
[he feels bad about making a mess okay]
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I'll get it, it's my house! And we were gonna need one anyway.
[and he'll get up, making a face when he looks down at his chest.
damn, bro.]no subject
don't judge!!!]
This could've been prevented if you had prepared one in advance.
[Another reprimand, but it's probably his weakest yet. He falls back onto the bed and stares at the ceiling
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[in one ear and out the other. he leaves the room for great cleanly justice! while he's gone ishimaru will be able to hear a muffled curse - guess who stubbed his toe - but he eventually returns with a damp washcloth and a clean towel.
already having wiped himself down, he settles back on the bed and tosses them onto ishimaru's chest.]
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...He then realizes it's taking him too long to do the mental calculations, given just how often it happens, so he files this thought away for later and cleans himself off.]
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