#skillscheck

there are very few things sōshirō allows himself to do in life. for one is to let down his family honor more than he already has. while there are many feats to being the strongest close quarters soldier in the division, there is little else he can do when it comes to tackling on the bigger kaiju that have been upcropping lately. he fears that while there are no smaller number of yoju that appear, or even after beasts that live inside these giga-titans, remaining vice-captain of a quickly diminishing role would no sooner make himself redundant to the force.

just another reason for everyone to put him down, he muses to himself; mean while his thumb jerks quickly and tap buttons just as fast.

the second is to let loose, and while he is still young, laid back and loves to celebrate successful operations, he is a vice-captain and has a certain air to maintain. not to mention a very impressionable last name he carries. he has no such time to spend countless hours in front of a tv screen, playing video games and watching anime. his room in his family home has books on different sword techniques, fighting styles. pages and pages he's filed away in his mind and replays over and over. the only source of entertainment he had growing up was the imagination of one day being better than his brother and little else.

a leg bumping his own brings him out his deep thoughts, taking notice that they were both on their last stock. in no time did hoshina maneuver his character to block the incoming attack, combo the other character and blow them off the screen. it was satisfaction, a bit of awe, but he definitely rejoiced in seeing the other man's scowl as he lost to someone who's hardly touched a video game before. he chuckles waving the controller a little teasing him as its obvious narumi is skilled at the game. he just adores riling him up.

‘i'm hardly any different from my brother,’ sōshirō thinks to himself albeit bitterly, but easily turns his attention to the grumpy commander. “you're such a sore loser. so cute,” he muses, readying his character. naturally he picked the green clad swordsmen to go against whomever narumi decided he was good with. “unlike you, some of us take our job quite seriously, y'know? i dunno about staying up all night to play but...”

a small smile grows on his face, “two out of three, huh? so one more win and you will accompany me tomorrow. what about you, hm?”

hoshina should have suspected something the moment he saw narumi come through the door. narumi is a sly man sometimes, but prone to irrationality; the sort of thing that always piqued hoshina's interest and curiosity especially when it concerns their relationship and status. the rumor mill in the ariake base has been hoshina's visits between here and overseeing the reconstruction of the third base. while he knows his boyfriend is respected throughout for his combat abilities, the attitude is something to be desired. hoshina, meanwhile is becoming quite popular with some of the female officers and he's been sensing narumi's irritation throughly.

he's not surprised when narumi makes a beeline for him, pulling him away from his very important documents, only to expose his already marked up neck to bite and suck a fresh mark. hoshina hisses softly, a noise of protest dying quickly in his throat as he allowed narumi to do as he pleases. better this than to have the captain yell at him for supposedly disliking this.

no, no, hoshina quite enjoyed it when narumi was jealous and making his claim all over him. it feels so nice to be wanted and desired; narumi didn't half ass his affection when he wanted to give it.

“narumi-chan,” hoshina purrs softly once he felt his lips unlatch from the reddened bruise forming on his neck, another one to the collection of other purpled and red marks left there, some fading while others were fresh from last night. “whatever happened to hello? how are you doing today? not even a kiss on the lips? i haven't seen you since this morning after all.”

the freedoms of childhood are often lost to those with something to live up for. for hoshina that was always to be on par or better than his elder brother, making sure his footprints aligned with those already imprinted in the ground for him. thoughts and ideas of veering from the path were sometimes considered, but never taken. sōshirō felt comfortable walking that fine line already made for him. at least he had been until a few months ago. the meeting of someone special, someone who rivaled him in smarts with time to goof off. someone who was the crude and brash to his sophisticated and good mannered nature. narumi gen was the yin to hoshina sōshirō's yang, and the two couldn't be more fit together as friends or maybe more.

just as he'd finished his class assignment, double clicking save to be sure the document wouldn't be deleted, he hears a familiar tone and a red icon pop up on his sidebar. with a small smile he couldn't help but read his last name in the drawn out voice often overused by his one and only rival, maybe something a little more. there's a sweet smile on his face as he sees him typing then another message popping up asking if he was finally done with school work. sōshirō wondered often if he put off his work for the day before or got it done ahead of time to have so much free time on his hands. judging from his status he couldn't quite tell, but he knew the other was eager to play some horror game together.

hoshina: just finished, yes. hoshina: hopefully you finished yours too.

hoshina leans back in his chair after hitting print, it's pretty late, and his father tends to ignore him after a certain hour. hoshina takes his headphones out of the desk drawer, typing with one hand, as there are only a few reasons why his friend would be messaging him at this hour. he checks the server he is supposed to be moderating, seeing nothing amiss as people chat about any and everything. he's glad he's not the only moderator so he can slack off a little bit, thankfully.

hoshina: wanna call? what game are we playing today, narumi?

the boys s01e01 || @skillscheck

there was a pause in her pace & slight turn to look at the other captain. chatting like that wasn't an uncommon occurrence, but it still was a bit of surprise when the question came from outside of her division.

not that she gave it much thought, hand soon rested on her hip as she fully turned towards Narumi, only brow slightly raised from her mundane bored expression.

“unf-” hoshina's eyes flutter bafflingly, one minute his lap empty and the next its full of a whole person who feels like he owns the spot. he peeps the face of narumi, who looks as if he hasn't taken his eyes off his game since he turned it on. the silence between them is filled with fighting noises and other various sound effects. hoshina takes a moment to think about what to do, but it's quite obvious isn't it?

“you could've asked first,” hoshina murmurs playfully, one arm snaking securely around him, the other propped up by the elbow on the desk so he could lean on it slightly. he looks at the game narumi is currently into for a moment, noting how the character moves across the map (?), and he various skills at play. but this guy! he is being a total distraction! hoshina nibbles on his cheek, adding a bit of pressure from his fangs; it's sure to leave a light indent. “whaddya think you're doin', huh? d'ya miss me that much you hafta distract me from my work??”

harsh and angry stomping; hoshina hasn't heard that in a while. straightening himself up from his training form, he sees the door open, and a very pissed off looking narumi standing at its entrance. now, hoshina thought he was being good lately. he doesn't recall doing anything to piss the other one off, so he must be coming for comfort right? “nar- commander...” hoshina corrects himself, the title; they're not in the privacy of each other's quarters. how embarrassing.

he does not quite expect the next move; for narumi to make quick work of crossing the room to meet him. he is pulled by the front of his shirt, drops his daggers (because the thought of defending himself against narumi is a hard afterthought; hoshina would never even dream of it), and is kissed with full force on the lips. it's harsh, deep quick. the spark licks across his body faster than he could comprehend anything else. hoshina blinks, surprise making his eyes go wide when he stares at his boyfriend. his eyes flutter, the lightest hint of pink tinging his face.

“o-oh—” hoshina clears his throat, weary smile making it's way up to his face. “you know, if you missed me so bad, you could just say so. what's with the sour mood hm?”

stepping onto first division's territory spelled nothing but trouble for the third division vice-captain. competition amongst soldiers for the most kills and successful kaiju subjugations ran rampant in the defense force sparking either blooming and long lasting friendships or the most intense rivalries. he attempted to time his arrival to the main branch with when he thought he would run into the last person he wanted to see, yet the gruff yell of his last name stops him from going through another door. “oh dear,” a small sigh exits past sōshirō's lips, slit iris' landing on the shorter captain of the first division.

“you don't have to shout so loud, narumi-taichō. i can hear you just fine,” an easy purr leaves his lips as he smiles nonchalant at the other's obviously angry scowl. he understands why; sōshirō held one of many acclaimed titles over gen's head; the most number of small scale kaiju slain. what a shame, shouldn't he be satisfied holding all but two titles over him? no matter, he thinks to himself, smiling wider with the need to tease the fussy captain. “or what is it? do you crave my attention you needed to shout at me? it's all yours now if you want. ah — only for a bit though. i have some business here.”