IT DOESN'T MATTER...

&&. a mouthful of bloodied daisies // @sajcu

          ❛  —!!   ❜   surprise flashes over feminine pulchritude as someone’s drink spills onto her shirt, staining dark ( sanguine blood, if only ) her expensive blouse. countenance soon flashes in irritation, delicate brows furrowed in disgust, &&. dulcet voice snaps quickly,   ❛  you’re going to have to pay for this.   ❜

Light snores were evidently made by the teen on the futon, sleeping comfortably under the warm blankets covering him after a long night of doing his paper works. It was a stressful week as usual but there was at least one good thing to be grateful about and that was having Hikaru stay over his place for a couple of days again. This meant seeing him first thing in the morning and last thing at night ━ so when familiar palm was pressed gently through his tresses, a weak groan escaping his mouth as lids slowly open. Sajou drowsily stare at him before eyes close again when known lips were felt against his brows down to his cheek and then to the tip of his nose : cheeks quickly adopting a rosy flush. The teen was obviously more alert and conscious now compared to before, a nod followed after before a limb extended to pick up his glasses and put it on. He remain on his position for quite a while before a hand move to gently tug a portion of the male’s shirt and mumble the following.

‘ ━━ - .. hikaru.. um.. good morning.. ’

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CHAMOMILE. easy-going, friendly and well liked, you’ve got a gentle and sweet nature and a calming presence that puts others at ease. your sensitivity to others may cause you to take on too much of other people’s feelings, though, and you may even be prone to worry.

DANDELION. scrappy and tough, you’re a pull-yourself-up-by-your-bootstraps kind of person. you don’t give up easily and you often thrive in situations that others would find discouraging. you have an instinct to serve others and see yourself as most useful in times or places of crisis, but you may over rely on your toughness and forget how sensitive you really are.

( MEME | ACCEPTING )

The sudden appearance of the King in front of him has initially surprise Sajou ( though his exterior still look stoic as usual ), gaze fixed at the other as he slowly lower the book in his palm. It was after the rumor between him and Azusa’s often meet-up surface that he came ━ and really it was getting annoying as much as he look uninterested at it. He was just doing the professor some favor of giving the male his papers and this is what he gets in return.

There was only silence given as a response at his initial question about his relationship with Azusa, gaze still directed at him. A huff fled from his mouth later on after the follow-up query was stated and realizing his position. If he defies the King ━ only bad things will happen ; things that he didn’t want to happen and most importantly ATTENTION - unnecessary attention that he was so trying to avoid. ‘ ━━ - nothing. i was just giving him some papers the professor told me to give. ’

He nonchalantly return to his book right after, resuming to the part where he was reading before he was cut off at the out of the blue appearance of the other. Man, he just wishes he’d leave soon. The gazes he’s receiving were making it hard to focus on what he’s doing.

( MEME | ACCEPTING )

The pleading came out of nowhere and it surprise Sajou briefly as lids flutter. He wasn’t entirely sure what was wrong nor what happened but ━ did Kusakabe just sound so desperate just now? He did and this made the teen worry as brows crease and lips purse tightly. Kusakabe always and never once fail to make him feel at ease and assure during his time of hesitation and doubt ━ right now, he needed to become that pillar to rely on for him.

As he took a deep breath, he move closer towards the other before arms extended to wrap around the other gently ━ lovingly and carefully ━ as possible. He wanted him to feel the extent of his affection for him and how much he cares for him. The silence conquer the atmosphere between them for a while before tiers, finally, parted to speak the words fondly and warmly at him.

‘ ━━ - i love you, kusakabe… i love you━━ only you . . . ’

He repeated it for a couple of times, firmly and reassuringly, hoping it would at least reach and give a good impact unto him.

Currently, Kusakabe is third in rank - behind the Jack, and the King and Queen, who seemed to share a generally equal status, regardless of the fact that the current Queen is not wielding her power actively. As such, Kusakabe is above Sajou in rank - but as long as Karino does not need him, he is more or less free to socialize as caste dictates. A prep is not an unheard of companion for someone in the upper ranks. It is better than before, in some ways, despite it being worse in others. With his current rank, he could talk to Sajou as often as he desired. As a bad boy, he’d been banned from befriending preps. 

“I hope you like it, at least. — my mom…. is a pretty alright cook.” He wishes he could say he’d made the bento, without feeling embarrassed. But either way, if Sajou enjoyed it, he would be content. Pulling over a chair, he invites himself to sit at Sajou’s desk as well, taking up as little space as possible, needing only enough room to set his own bento down.

It wasn’t visible but it was there ━ a small smile along with a light-tone flush in his cheeks. He was just grateful enough to have eaten something made by someone ( even if it wasn’t entirely made for him ━ now he just slightly feels bad about it ) so, really, he doesn’t have to worry about him liking it or not. ‘ i’m sure this tastes good. thank you again for sharing this with me and please tell kari ━ i mean the king that i apologize for taking his lunch.. ’

“Together, huh?”

It might be pretty fun, cooking together - he could probably convince Sajou to wear an apron, and that would be. Nice. But really, the more time they spent together, the better, whether that means watching movies or standing over a stove. He’d have to come up with something fairly simple to make - from what he understands, Sajou’s mother still makes many of his meals. Kusakabe worries how he’ll feed himself in Kyoto, but he supposes that gives him a nice excuse to visit often. At least while he’s there, Sajou won’t have to eat microwavable, store-bought meals. 

Starting up his bike, he makes sure Sajou has a good hold on him before he starts them off towards his home. All the while, he plans in his head what they could possibly make, leaning towards pasta of some sort - he could make something more traditional, but not only was he in the mood for pasta, his mother had told him recently that he was good at making it. He’d probably end up making whatever Sajou preferred. As they reached his home, he parked and squeezed out of his helmet, hair flying everywhere for a moment before he smoothed it all back into place. 

“When we get inside, you can pick a movie… if you want. We can hang out in my room until you get hungry. I - I picked the place up, since I kind of hoped you’d come over anyway… so it’s clean, you won’t be - uh - sitting on dirty laundry or anything.”

There was a slight flush adoring his cheeks now that he realized the possibility of Kusakabe seeing how clumsy he gets when he’s in the kitchen. He’d probably just mess up a lot of time and create unnecessary problem unlike when it’s just Kusakabe who’s cooking. He wanted to retract his words but he really wanted to spend every second  ━ minute, if possible, with Kusakabe so his thoughts remain stuck in his throat.

As he carefully ride on his lover’s bike, he hold him around his waist tightly ( really, he’s still not used into riding this thing ) and lean forth against his back to comfortably rest. A gentle sigh fled his lips as he enjoyed the silence between them, cold breeze sense as it passes against his complexion once their ride back to Kusakabe’s place begin.

It didn’t take long once they reached their destination, getting off after as he slowly and gently take off his helmet and shake his head to fix his hair. He offer the item back at him before lids flutter at the words that escaped his partner’s lips. There was a good silence after before lips slowly creep up a smile along with a chuckle that bubble out from his mouth. Sajou rarely smiles  ━ Kusakabe should know that  ━ and he only does it when he’s truly feeling ecstatic just like now. Simple conversations and situations like this ━ just them being together ━ was something Sajou was so thankful and happy about.

“My sister got sick during a trip with some friends, and she brought it home with her. Everyone is sick at my house right now…”

“I haven’t been feeling well. I can’t - uh - keep anything down?”

“I haven’t had solid food in three days…. I’m going to die.”