Hey—[ Takumi fumbles and the phone somehow slips into the back of the couch like the loose change in people's pockets. Of course he struggles in trying to fend Sena off, but has to hold back so he doesn't somehow bruise him.
There are so many things wrong with what you just said and I'm not sure where I should begin.
[ Let him recompose himself and iron out his clothes?! He never thought Sena would ever attack him like this, so he's... SURPRISED!! With a searching hand, he digs between the sofa cushions to find his phone. ]
First, I would never sell photos of you. Second, that's it.
[ he'd stop at nothing to keep his reputation as is, takumi!! there may be certain perks when it comes to having sena as a friend but he'd still draw the line with some things. ]
Then delete it right now. It's embarrassing anyway. No one should see my nyas like that.
[ Okay........ Now it isn't fun anymore. Takumi lets out an exasperated sigh as he deletes the photo. It's creepy to keep cutesy pictures of your friends on there with granted permission. ]
I just wanted you to dress up with me when the time comes. That's all.
[ Wait? He doesn't remember asking for anything else— ]
I never said anything about now, i-di-ot. But thanks for coming... it kind of helped me get over this, y'know?
[ This as in his metamorphosis into Anime Japanese. He picks himself back onto his feet, still... going to put on the sunglasses and bandana to escort his friend out. Sena save him. ]
It would be cool if we could catch up, but we're both busy—next time for sure. I can at least pack you something to snack on as you head out.
[ the fact that takumi entrusts him with this, though... this is a pretty big responsibility. having people you can call friends is a surreal thing because you can see their other sides that they don't show to anyone else.
like how sena's eyes are sparkling at the prospect of free sushi, fuck yes ]
[ Rolls. His fucking eyes. SO FAR BACK INTO HIS HEAD. Either way, he has to shield his eyes from all the bright sparkles flying out of Sena. It's endearing, but
CREEPY. He ducks behind the counter before making Sena his usual, packed into a bigger box than usual (it has seaweed salad, some assortment of tempura veggies, then someone's favorite mackerel). There's even a note on the top cover when he decides to open it. ]
[ THIS IS... QUITE A LOT, ACTUALLY doesn't takumi notice that sena only orders exactly three pieces of mackerel sushi and tea every dang time because of his diet?
but... fine. he supposes that he'll eat some of them today, then save the salad for tomorrow. bring it to his other job. he does sense takumi's thinly-veiled threat and can only throw him a rare grin as a comeback. ]
Yes, mom. I'll be going now, so bye~ ♪
[ ...he's only noticed the note once he arrives home, though. huh. wonder what it says. probably a coupon for more free sushi? ]
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Give that back! Delete it or I'll destroy your phone myself.
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This is fucking hard. ]
Time out!!
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Don't just take pictures of me like that? What if you're just going to sell that to the black market for thousands of dollars?
[ unsolicited photos of models apparently cost a lot, takumi, did you know? ]
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[ Let him recompose himself and iron out his clothes?! He never thought Sena would ever attack him like this, so he's... SURPRISED!! With a searching hand, he digs between the sofa cushions to find his phone. ]
First, I would never sell photos of you. Second, that's it.
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Then delete it right now. It's embarrassing anyway. No one should see my nyas like that.
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[ Which is why he hasn't deleted it when he fishes the phone out. Instead, he looks at it one more time with a chuckle. ]
You look dead inside, but it's kind of cute?
[ Okay, he's just playing now. ]
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[ even throws a peace sign with another deadpan look. it comes to him naturally, all right
but anyways. with that settled: ]
Can't believe I almost forgot to ask while this was going on. What did you need my help for, exactly?
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I just wanted you to dress up with me when the time comes. That's all.
[ Wait? He doesn't remember asking for anything else— ]
Why did you barge over here, anyway?
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[ tsun tsun tsun ]
But... yeah. Guess I should get going then, if you don't need anything else.
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[ This as in his metamorphosis into Anime Japanese. He picks himself back onto his feet, still... going to put on the sunglasses and bandana to escort his friend out. Sena save him. ]
It would be cool if we could catch up, but we're both busy—next time for sure. I can at least pack you something to snack on as you head out.
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[ the fact that takumi entrusts him with this, though... this is a pretty big responsibility. having people you can call friends is a surreal thing because you can see their other sides that they don't show to anyone else.
like how sena's eyes are sparkling at the prospect of free sushi, fuck yes ]
I'll have the usual, as always. ☆
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CREEPY. He ducks behind the counter before making Sena his usual, packed into a bigger box than usual (it has seaweed salad, some assortment of tempura veggies, then someone's favorite mackerel). There's even a note on the top cover when he decides to open it. ]
Here you go. Make sure to eat all of it.
[ Or you're dead to him. ]
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but... fine. he supposes that he'll eat some of them today, then save the salad for tomorrow. bring it to his other job. he does sense takumi's thinly-veiled threat and can only throw him a rare grin as a comeback. ]
Yes, mom. I'll be going now, so bye~ ♪
[ ...he's only noticed the note once he arrives home, though. huh. wonder what it says. probably a coupon for more free sushi? ]
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