#jasui

“It feels like’a million years since I was workin’ fer Babarela n’ Gravel. Goin’ from delivery man ta labor n’then ta errand boy all over th’place... N’now m’security fer Lucky Sparrow. Had I been told people woulda been so kind when I was younger... 

Well. I’d’ve punched m’older self staight in the face. Guess after all this time I’ve gotten real...Lucky.

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Eh, sorry--m’not really used ta puns. M’jus’ thankin’ m’stars fer where I ended up.”

EDIT

[[This post is no longer relevant to present rp story.

These are the two (related) (responses) involving the the second party.]]

It had been a few times now that he had seen gifts passed from someone to his lover. Complex thoughts were becoming more common in his mind, and overthinking was becoming a new habit...yet Jas found himself wanting to try and appease his lover with something beyond their affection and intimacy. Some physical indication that he cared and wanted to be there for his lover as long as...ever, he had to admit. 

It was the sun after the show, though it seemed like any other sun for the seeker. He was looking at stalls and goods in the Gridanian market, leaning in close but not reaching out to give the sellers much hope. 

Looking and observing were common habits at this point. Not being a man of much intellectual skill and never really having much pocket gil made him more appreciative of seeing fine works...considering he had no chance of buying them. 

It was on this trip, however, that he was drawn by something in particular, easily swayed into an elezen’s company as the marketeer spoke at length of this peculiar item. Jas, being so curious and attentive, drank in the lesson, watching as the sparkling treasure was passed between the man’s hands. 

He left Gridania that sun with less money on his person, but a grand sense of excitement due to the item in hand. His legs carried him quickly back to the Lavender Beds, the Lucky Sparrow abode an easy jog from the docks. The front door was only quickly disturbed, the miqo’te easily making his way to the office and slipping through the door. 

There sat Yon at his desk, going over the previous night’s proceeds and attendance, though his reds eyes left the paperwork to find a grinning Jasui, whose hands were tucked behind his back. 

“I gotcha somethin’, Yon...” 

The blonde smiled, tilting his head in a bit of confusion. “What did you get?” 

The miqo’te closed the distance, quickly pulling his hands out from behind his back as he held a fist fingers-up. 

Fingers eased open to reveal a gold-setted garnet accented by two gold leaves on the band, the design simple but clean as it glimmered in the lamplight. 

“Are y’ sure y’ want t’ do this. You’re burnt pretty bad.” Uncertainty laced Jasui’s voice as he held a grey long sleeved shirt out to the smaller Seeker. An ebony brow quirking a touch as crystal hues looked over the other’s skin. Yon, had spent almost four days in that desert. The sun left its mark on the smaller’s skin. Red, almost as much so as his own eyes. Though he simply nodded. 

“Y-yeah. I...don’t have a choice I promised them I’d be there.” It was almost sad, yet amusing to watch him hold his arms out. Skin was still so tender it had yet to even start to peel. 

“Alright, deep breath then.” The darker Seeker moved in slipping a sleeve over Yon’s hands and then slowly, pulling up over his arms, trying to avoid having the fabric scrape across his skin. Though, the reality of it...that didn’t happen.

“GAH!” Yon winced ears folding back against his head.

The exclaim caused Jasui to stop, letting go of the shirt as it was now in place. “And y’ wanna put a vest on top of this?” 

The smaller sniffled as his eyes started to water a touch. “Y-yeah...it-it’s light blue it...it’ll look nice.” 

Confusion sets on Jasui’s face before he gave a shrug. “If y’ say so.” He reached over to grab for the vest, fingers running over the fabric for a short moment and moved back over to Yon. He offered it out to him with a concerned, but hopeful smile.

Yon swallowed, clinching his teeth as he pulled himself into the vest. A wince or so later, he was dressed and ready. Everything hurt, but he’d just have to deal with it for tonight. 

“I should check on Kesper. If y’ need anythin’ jus’ let me know.” Jas moved towards the door. 

“Jasui...” Yon spoke softly, trying to fix the clasps on his vest. 

“You’re...an amazing friend. Thank you for your help.”