i bet you think about me ( closed )

[lifeprice]

WHO: Aki and Yuwon
WHAT: Drinking as an apology
WHERE: The nearest (and cheapest) bar
WHEN: Early March(ish); after Denji's canon update
WARNINGS: Men drinking alcohol, Chainsaw Man manga spoilers

[ It's mid-afternoon when Yuwon receives a message from Aki: Bar. 8pm. I owe you a drink.

He's not one to go back on his word, after all.

After the last mission - one that had gone surprisingly well, considering how uncomfortable his new arm had felt - Aki had slipped into something that felt like a daze. Denji had come back from seeing into the future, and Aki had the weight of all this new knowledge baring down on him, oppressive and dangerous for him to struggle through. He doesn't think that he should be shocked to hear that he's going to die, since he knew that his life was on a timer, since he knew from the Future Devil that his ending would be a poor one, but for it to come so soon....

He had left Denji alone, despite how much he had wanted otherwise. He had been willing to give up everything to stay with him and Power, and none of it mattered. Nothing he did mattered now, because when he goes back... It's all over.

It's what brings him here, leaning against the wall of the bar, a cigarette held up near his mouth, breathing in and out. The habit has become worse lately, making him need them all the more, craving the way it soothes him in an old, achingly familiar way, and as he flicks the ash off the end he breathes out a small cloud of smoke.

At the end of the day, it's a little pathetic, isn't it? He owes Yuwon, but he's using this for his own means. He doesn't think the other guy will care, though. ]

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[yuwon]

[ it's the kind of text he'd more expect himself to send. there's no frills, no overt sense of niceties, and perhaps it's precisely because of that... it feels familiar to him somehow. it's true that he was interested in seeing the man again. he clearly had an unusual ability to adapt to his surroundings. it was only a day prior to the aftermath of their mission that his arm still appeared to be detached or difficult to control—

and yet, the results were inarguable. yuwon was the type to place the most stock into what was actually achieved vs. the minute details. hence, he decides not to sweat on their awkward second encounter. that said, he texts back an Okay. before he ends up heading to the specified location.

per usual, he comes exactly on time. not too early, not too late. when he gets there, it's clear this man looks... troubled somehow. or maybe it's just yuwon thinking everyone here seems to have some sort of unspoken baggage. but, instead of addressing it, he says: ]

I've never had someone ask me out with such a sour face before. [ not that yuwon necessarily looks enthused, either. but, listen. ]