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[maskreant]

Hey, this is Akira Kurusu and I'm not available right now. Leave a message and I'll get back to it as soon as I can. ①

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[maskreant]

want to borrow Futaba?

i don’t need to steal underwear when i can ask you for them. Morrigan is a cat and our human norms and laws don’t apply to him.

[twostringsonebow]

No thank you.

And even if you ask, you shall not receive. That's gross.

[... He's here, he just also wants to Not have this conversation face to face.]

[maskreant]

[ Goro is a fool to think Akira is going to abandon this topic that his precious detests. By chance, he leaves the Velvet Room some time after the text, not giving it a reply. ]

Did you think I was asking for dirty underwear?

[ Slipping behind Goro, he also slips his fingers past the waistband to tug his boxers a bit. Yes, people are around, but that’s fine. ]

[twostringsonebow]

[He flushes slightly, hand grabbing Akira's with a small frown. Stop that...]

Pervert. In general, who wears another person's underwear? Maybe I simply haven't haven't had enough close guy friends, but I don't get it.

[... But it is so, so nice to see Akira, so he laces their fingers together anyway. Hello, boyfriend.]

[maskreant]

I’m a pervert?

[ Mister once in a while I’ll send you risqué photos in broad daylight and wonders how sexting would go? Hello. He flexes his fingers in the hold, tapping Goro’s knuckles with a gentle rhythm. ]

I’m sure you know the appeal to dirty underwear, but I’m guessing for clean ones it’s to have something they owned.

[ He scratches his head while pondering—it is just underwear to him. ]

[twostringsonebow]

[Pot and kettle, yes.]

I could just give you one of my shirts, then? Or a jacket. Would you like that?

[better than trading boxers]

[maskreant]

I already have those.

[ They exchanged quite a number of clothes at this point... He shifts their position so his arms are loosely wrapped around Goro's neck, imitating that of a baby koala.

He's laaazy. Please lead him. ]

And I'm not asking for your underwear. [ ... Hmmm. How should he turn this— ] But I'm asking you to trust me with your underwear.

[twostringsonebow]

[Koala.......... Fine, come on lazy bones. Food..? Pizza sounds delicious, but diet breaking... He just needs to be away from his roommates.]

Trust you with my underwear.

[Really.]

[maskreant]

[ He nuzzles into the nape of Goro's neck as they waddle around like silly ducklings, closing his eyes. ]

You wouldn't?

[ This is Important!! ]

[twostringsonebow]

[oh my god. don't do that. he's gonna melt.]

I... Well, it's not as if I don't trust you with it... I trust you with quite a bit, Akira, and if my underwear falls under that then it does.

[... He trusts him with quite a bit but not everything; this is something that needs to be addressed at some point, certainly, but not in the near future. A sigh.]

Yes, Akira. I would. Please take care of them for me, should they happen to fall into your hands.

[maskreant]

[ He's tired, so he's going to keep doing that. It's cozy here in Goro's space—he smells nice, his skin is soft, and his voice is lulling him into a place of solace. Idly, he brushes his lips against his neck once the aroma of pizza wafts over. ]

I'm glad... I wouldn't know what I would do.

[ Maybe wake up should be the first thing because he's grazing his teeth. ]

[twostringsonebow]

[A shiver runs down his spine at the first, and he jerks when teeth come out, hand coming over to push at Akira's face. Goro is red and doing his best to scowl, oh my god, he is not a pizza???]

Please don't tell me you're turning into a vampire.

[maskreant]

[ Ggghhh. He groans when the palm hits his face, shoving him away from his RIGHTFUL PLACE. Glasses crooked over his half-lidded gaze, Akira can only frown at this treatment, but doesn’t pry himself away. ]

I’ve come to suck your blood. [ In a thick Romanian accent! ] You’re in the mood for pizza?

[ Is that why they’re standing here? ]

[twostringsonebow]

... Well, sort of, but it'd... ruin my diet plan... I've been keeping to it so well since the start of the new year, too.

[theoretically

this means he "deserves a reward"

but. he is trying to cut on rewards.]

But the smell is driving me insane.

[maskreant]

[ He rests his head on Goro’s shoulder, staring him down from the corner of his eye. Goro looks like he’s suffering a big deal, but he knows how important this diet is to him. What to do? ]

Constantly rewarding yourself won’t get you anywhere, but you’ll burnout if you don’t treat yourself once in a while.

[ TEMPT HIM. Rolling his head side to side. ]

... They sell thin crust here. Add vegetables as a topping and you’re golden.

[twostringsonebow]

[Satan... Such temptation... It's true though, he can do that, even if he can hear Sena's voice in the back of his mind.

But dammit, pizza is good and he's gonna witness Sena break his diet for tubs of ice cream in a few days time. So he'll pull Akira towards the parlor with a hum.]

Right as always, darling. I don't know what I'd do without you.

[maskreant]

[ Just remind yourself you want to be a twunk, not a twink, Goro. Akira follows after, waddling side by side as to not step on Goro's heels.

Mmm. It's warmer in this area and smells divine. ]

Continue to pine? [ Not Wrong. ] I'm good with anything, so you get whatever you want.

[twostringsonebow]

[Not Wrong.]

I wonder... if they have salads here.

[who goes into a pizza parlor for salad.]

I'll just get a vegetarian pizza, I suppose. Even if life is too short to worry about calorie intake. I fear Secchan will text me the moment I take a bite of something incredibly greasy, as if I'm triggering a sixth sense... I'm certain he has that sort of ability.

[But really, he's gonna get a large pie with meat and veggies..!!!!! Or Hawaiian. Hawaiian's his favorite.]

[maskreant]

[ When Akira hears salads from a pizza place, he does blink slowly, but it isn't uncommon for people to order salads and pasta from pizza ovens. He stays quiet for now! No one deserves to be ridiculed while they order. ]

Your life, your body, your rules.

[ Uhm, he raises his eyebrows. Goro? Goro. He sees what you're ogling and salivating over. ]

Are you sure about this?

[twostringsonebow]

I have never been more sure in my entire life.

[He is Beaming, Akira. That pizza will be his.]

Would you like to share?

[maskreant]

You were unsure just a minute ago.

[ You're so dumb, but he loves that. Akira sighs before throwing money at the cashier. HERE. FOR HIS HONEY. GET HIM THAT PIZZA. ]

Of course. I don't want you to feel super guilty, so I'll eat 75% of it.

[twostringsonebow]

[That's right, he's your dummy.]

Oh, you're too sweet. Thank you, Akira. I appreciate your consideration and not your call outs.

[... He wants to kiss him in thanks but he won't do it in front of the cashier, he has appearances. Pizza will be done in fifteenish minutes, so they can get a place to sit while they wait..! Goro still seems pleased, though it's more about where they're at rather than the food they're waiting for now.]

Do you come to places like this often, Akira?

[maskreant]

You're welcome. I, for one, appreciate both your beach bod and wit.

[ Goro. Akira is latching onto you. A kiss won't make this any weirder to the cashier. He lets go to seat himself, yawning into a hand as he leans back. Places like this? He does come to Pizza Port often... Because the Velvet Room is here. ]

Once in a while, I stop by here or the Big Bang Burger. Are you into extraterrestrials, too?

[ Too. As in on top of werewolves and vampires. ]

[twostringsonebow]

[Look... A kiss is too far.

And-- into them too. Goro feels a wave of fuckor through his body at that assumption, giving him a pause as he stares at Akira and then away.]

Their existence has not been disproven, Akira. Until that point of time, it isn't wrong to believe that they are out there, or that they may even be living peacefully among us.

[so.]

[maskreant]

[ Kisses aren't serious. I received three kisses without putting down any commitment. —Goro Akechi

He usually wins every staring contest, so he watches Goro till he has to blink. Very slowly. There's a sputter, finding his boyfriend's reactions and gestures ridiculous as usual. Way to give yourself away fast? ]

Technically, we're aliens if what Retrospec says is true. [ Specifics, but... ] Do you think aliens were behind the disappearance of the Roanoke colonists?