#reclusedesper

Seen within the public park was a young man aiding a child in making a snowman. Of course this type of thing was not uncommon around parents and siblings but to those that’s been on the streets long enough they’d recognize the youth as ‘Yusuke Urameshi’. A former thug on the streets that lived an adult life of drugs, alcohol and gambling, and here he is now five years later, a young man sharing a wholesome moment with a child, there’s no doubt that they were probably being by the mob or something but for now Yusuke didn’t focus on any of that and continued constructing the snowman with her until they were finished. It looked a little on the clunky side but that was mostly due to Yusuke never having to do this before, not to mention they usually never gotten THIS Much snow either.

“Uhhh…looks like we need t’ do a little better next time.” Yusuke spoke with a sheepish smile whilst holding in laughter as the girl smiled. “Then can we make another one, Urameshi-san.” She asked with the brightest eyes. “Course, I’ll take the day off again but make sure it’s okay with your mother first.” He spoke as he turned towards the side to see the girl’s mother smiling, so happy her daughter is having so much fun rather than being inside sad and alone. “Of course we will, come on now we have to get going, daddy’s christmas gift isn’t going to buy itself you know.” The woman spoke out as they all shared their goodbyes. “Ugh..just call me ‘Yusuke Urameshi the sucker’. Crap speaking of gifts I need t’ do some shoppin’ myself.”

At least this evening the train station wasn’t particularly packed or anything, but he wished he had earbuds or headphones, something to pass the time with. Yoshioka always had low-level psychic abilities that only granted him the curse gift of seeing ghosts, or to sense if those around him had any psychic energy. Case in point: the man next to him in the business suit and backpack was just flooding the area with his intense aura. 

A glance over to him suggested maybe he was nervous too. What did a man that powerful have to be nervous about? Should he be on high alert himself? Where normally the security guard ( for now an office building instead of CLAW ) would mind his own business, he decided to test the waters a bit.

      ❝ serizawa-san! ❞  plum called out as she headed over to the esper, seeming glad to spot him and they held camera in tow.  ❝ would you mind helping me out today if you aren't busy? there's this building i want to go into and take some photos of but i've heard some things on it that kinda sound like the spirit isn't really the friendly kind... ❞

Early offices hours. Hours before two thirds of the people were supposed to be in. Aka IT WAS JUST SUPPOSED TO BE REIGEN!! He squawks when the door opens up, tissue still being dabbed at his eyes. He'd poked his eye earlier but was sure it definitely looked like he'd been crying over something else!!

// Thanks for sending this in!!! It took me awhile but here it is! : ]

Quick shower, and he was already ahead of schedule, perfecting his appearance some more, then briefly sighing to himself about having to get more hobbies at some point: the rain already watering his balcony garden for him. He was trying to get into it and be RESPONSIBLE but the weather lately..

Geez, always taking care of HIS new plants..

His phone went off, with several text notifications. WELL, at least someone needed him after all!!

—FOR ONCE IT WAS LEGIT! He was expecting a fake out but Serizawa was in trouble. Relative trouble.

Reigen still smirked, typing a few short and vague messages in assurance. Although, he did backpedal and ask [Aren't you always carrying your umbrella with you? / Feeling brave today, huh / I DIG!! 👍👍👍👌]

Reigen beelined for the door to go save Serizawa, before reminding himself he actually needs something to save him with. More than just encouraging words; He switches out from his oversized suit into his old stashed away one—back from his old job. The one that fits more proper. ..Before he catches himself and just grabs a hairdryer and towel.

Awakened by a Nightmare || still accepting maybe?!

That was so vague!! Reigen stared in adjacent horror, the dark hopefully shrouding his cluelessness. He wasn't exactly used to sleeping in the same room as anyone, and furthermore having that someone have troubles he wasn't sure he could fix..the scare the man took in a place no one else could go had been enough to wake them both. If he said literally anything with abundant assurances, it had to be loads more helpful than admitting any of that aloud!

Anxiety. Could cause nightmares, that seemed likely. "No wonder, you're anxious, aren't you? And you haven't had anyone stay over. In quite some time..." aka he didn't imagine Serizawa had anyone over but he didn't need to say it like that. "It must be a lot."

Fact of the matter was, the circumstances weren't anything to write home about: Reigen was spending the night as an uninvited guest because he wasn't always thoroughly prepared and jobs never quite went smoothly...ah, that was hard to process.

"Of course, I can still be more useful than any ordinary guest! We'll get you started on handling your anxiety better immediately—on the scene of the next job! Hands on experience, that's how Mob was able to learn. Yep, I got some ideas off the top of my head. But right now, if I keep thinking about it..my brain will be absolutely filled with these ideas and I won't be able to get back to sleep. Ah, actually, I'm wondering if you'll just stay awake if I go to sleep now..You said you were tired, and isn't the worst when you're stuck awake.

@reclusedesper​ said:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

"You're good at this," his words themselves were more indicative of the praise than what he'd said—something about Reigen's voice endlessly retained a passiveness when he felt in control. And when didn't he?