masked.

Akira gives his friend an expectant smile, foolishly hoping that for once, just once, Goro would satisfy his ego. But of course not- his smile drops into a pout as the words “you’re passable” leave Goro’s lips.

      “Ah, how you wound me. It wouldn’t kill you to play along at least a little.” He followed in behind Goro and went behind the counter to put on the green apron that Sojiro had him wear while working here. 

     “ Yea it’s fine, he says it’s good practice. Now then-” Akira paused to jokingly fumble with a cup, as if to drop it on the floor and shatter it, before placing it down on the counter  in front of Goro. “What can I get for you?”

Akira was being given a second chance to impress Goro and elicit a genuine compliment from him. He had been working hard to learn how to make a good cup of coffee under Sojiro’s tutelage, and had even gone out of his way to read up about it online and in books too. Sojiro did say that ladies love a guy who knows his coffee, so the Shujin student assumed that it should work just fine in this case too.

goro quietly laughs at akira’s pout, only for it to cut off as akira makes this show of fumbling the cup he’s holding, as if it’s about to fall to the floor. goro simply gives his friend a highly unimpressed look, then a sigh.

❝ well, i don’t know, ❞ he flatly says, moving to sit on one of the stools by the counter---third one nearest to the yellow payphone. he looks at the numerous jars neatly placed in the shelf behind akira, tilting his head to the side as he reads the label on every jar. well, they don’t make any sense to him.

goro is a coffee person, sure, but it’s probably pushing too far to say he knows anything technical about coffee. perhaps it’s better to say he’s more of an instant coffee person. that sounds about right.

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                                            🌧️ CLOSING BLUES 🌧️

               “Hey, welcome to the Grindhouse.” Takahiro greets as the door’s chime alerts him of a new customer ; he’s elbow-deep in dishes, TRYING to get them done quickly so he can leave at a decent time after closing up the cafe for the night. He quickly finishes his current dish, giving his hands a quick wash and dry before making his way to the counter to take the order. Sure, it’s a LITTLE frustrating to have a customer walk in so close to closing but he wasn’t about to let it get to him. Besides, doing up a quick drink wouldn’t be too bad!

“Just so you know, we’re closing in a bit, so I have to lock the doors soon-.” Takahiro begins to explain but is stopped once he finally looks up to the person who just walked in ; SOAKED TO THE BONE in rainwater. Takahiro quirks a brow and looks out the windows─ just when had it started pouring? With a sympathetic sigh, Takahiro takes a look at the clock then back to the customer. It would be CRUEL to send them back out like this.

“Uh, never mind, you can stay here ‘till you dry off a bit.” he suggests. He could deal with repercussions later, though he seriously doubted his boss would be too upset with him if it meant more business, “What’re you havin’ tonight?”

the weather forecast didn't say anything about this.

goro still hasn't bought a new umbrella after his last one broke, deciding he'd buy one next week instead; obviously, that was a stupid decision, since now he's sprinting to the nearest building he can find to hide from the rain ( again ).

it just so happens it's the bellevue grindhouse. goro hopes to find a familiar face as he pushes the door open---only to find that no, his acquaintance isn't on duty right now, and the coffeeshop is near closing.

ugh.

still, he smiles, especially when the other says he's free to stay until he dries off.

Yuuto was definitely not the type of person to check the weather, much less to worry about it. In fact, he was hardly informed about… anything. He hardly ever bothered to watch the tv, read the newspapers or check the radio unless it was for music. And even if he did happened to hear something about such matters he would instantly forget as a tune in his head was much more important and enthusing.

His wild and free style was not a facade to sell himself -like the prince-like attitude of his partner Keigo was- but the hard reality of his selfish and determined character. He’d do as he pleased, and not even a natural disaster stood a chance before him. If he had to be drenched from head to toes, then so be it. He’d walk right under the rain as if nothing happened.

Of course, that can’t be considered a healthy behavior, much less something an idol should do. He still lacked the understanding of what an idol really was and the resolution to be that. So he was constantly told to be more considered and less daring. In fact, today he was forced to carry an umbrella very much against his will because ‘the weather could get pretty bad’.

Since he already had the -rather big- umbrella with him, it’d be more of a waste to not open it. So he did. And continued his leisured walk down the street, a hand on the pocket of his jeans and leather boots splashing on the puddles without much consideration.

Until someone suddenly sprinted from a close-by building, suddenly stepping surprisingly close to him, ducking just slightly as he got himself under the umbrella. Clothes already rather drenched and -if he were to believe the man- useless umbrella in hand, he seemed to be having a bad time under this rain.

“Why you ask? You asking to share the umbrella?” he replied sharply, one shoulder lifted slightly and head tilted to the side, red eyes looking at the man in front of him.

If this umbrella was his own, Yuuto wouldn’t mind just handing it over. But the thought of being nagged yet again was unpleasant enough to keeping him from doing that.

“I am, so come closer” he insisted, soon gluing his arm to the other man, looking down at him with rather uninterested eyes before looking ahead once again “It isn’t much use if you’re gonna be half drenched anyway, don’t you think?”

inconveniences like this are almost the bane of goro’s existence. they’re spontaneous and unpredictable, and while he handles them just fine, he dislikes getting thrown off guard and the feeling that comes with it: the surprise and shock. it makes him feel as if he still has no control over his circumstances, and, well, admittedly, that’s pretty dramatic of him, but he’s always been dramatic. it’s part of his growing up.

with all that about him, it’s easy to assume that jumping into far-fetched conclusions is something goro would definitely do, despite priding himself with sharp observational skills.

the curt reply from the man isn’t unexpected; after all, goro is a complete stranger who suddenly came barging into his personal space, but, still, goro’s smile falters a little at the man. well, all the man has to say is no, and goro will be more than happy to walk out of the umbrella and the man’s life and back into the rain---

❝ oh, ❞ goro smartly blurts out, blinking at the man’s reply and unimpressed look at him. a look of surprise crosses his face for a moment, and then he smiles once more, nodding as he follows the stranger.

physical detail ask meme — (-.-): How should one wake them up? Do they get out of bed easily?

Oh, Goro is definitely an early riser. So early, he has dark circles under his eyes ( haha ). Goro is good at many things, but sleeping isn’t one of them. He manages just fine, though, and makeup is his best friend for those eyebags he resents so much.

physical detail ask meme —╰(*´︶`*)╯: Do they appreciate hugs? Would they prefer to give hugs or receive hugs? What kind of hugs do they like to receive and/or give?

physical detail ask meme —「(°ヘ°): How does one calm them down when they are freaking out? Do they prefer physical comfort, or would they rather be left alone?

Answer: you don’t. He doesn’t need it, because Goro is perfectly capable of controlling his emotions, at least, it’s what he believes. So far, it’s what’s proving to be true to him, anyway, so it’s what he believes to be fact.

physical detail ask meme — ಠಿ_ಠ: Do they look up or down when they are trying to recollect something?

physical detail ask meme —  ಸヮಸ: Do they lean back or forward when they laugh hard? Do they snort? Slap their knee? Do that seal-esque clap? Do they often laugh to the point that you can’t hear their laugh anymore?

For someone who lies through his teeth about what he truly feels, Goro is pretty lenient with himself when it comes to laughter, of all things. More often than not, though, his laughter is reserved, soft and light around the edges, but that’s because he’s not really feeling it, laughing just to indulge whoever it is he’s talking to.

When he does laugh hard for real, though, it’s a full bellied laugh, loud enough to probably shake an entire house. He leans back, and he puts his gloved hands over his stomach when he does. He doesn’t snort—that’s a bit too ungraceful already, but sometimes he’ll wheeze, and his eyes will tear up. Then he’ll cover his mouth in embarrassment, after everything is said and done.

physical detail ask meme —╰(*´︶`*)╯: Do they appreciate hugs? Would they prefer to give hugs or receive hugs? What kind of hugs do they like to receive and/or give?

Goro isn’t really big on physical touches, let alone hugs, but that’s because he’s not used to such things ( one can say he might even be starved for those, but he’ll die first before he admits that ). While he might go and say he does not appreciate it, the action isn’t unwelcome by any means, though he’ll definitely be hesitant to return it.