[ closed ] just wanna go outside with you,

[gorb]

WHO: Geto Suguru, Gojo Satoru
WHAT: Monster-hunting.
WHERE: Kyoto.
WHEN: November.
WARNINGS: N/A but will update if that changes.

( They take a portal to Kyoto, and then the bird as far as they can, a run down little village outside of Kyoto currently teeming with Kaiju. Geto lets his curse circle it for a moment, aware of Gojo's heat at his back, and thinks of the best course of action, directly the many-winged pelican to a sloped roof. At his hip there is the new katana, playful cloud strapped to his back. He thinks about offering one to his friend. Declines the idea. )

Do you think this will satisfy your bloodlust, Satoru?

( Teasing, but one of the first things he's said all day since they started out. ) The big one prowls the edges, as far as I know. We might have to go further out to find it. But you can whet your appetite here first.

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[mrblueeyes]

[ Cleanup doesn't even occur to him, but that sort of thing has always been someone else's problem.

His mind is still coming back, refocusing, but it's always been easy to fixate on Suguru.

Popping them back to his room, they're hovering above the floor for an instant before Satoru sets them down safely and lets go. ] Yeah, we should probably take a shower or something. [ He grins at Suguru, and he's all the way back now, cheery with Suguru's company. Only the important parts of the fight settle into his head--Suguru fighting, Suguru being impressive and handsome--even though he's aware of his own tendency to forget how to be human sometimes, or to get too lost in the violence of a fight. ] What do you mean, without payment? We don't get paid per kaiju or anything? Do they not want this shit dealt with?

actually i think we do get paid ........ idk

[gorb]

( He shrugs, noncommittal. )

Whatever it is, it's not enough.

( He can't exactly scam old rich fucks for money anymore, which is a shame. Not that he was rolling in it in their version of Tokyo, he'd a family to provide for and curse users to help keep safe. )

And it gets boring.

( He moves around the room, finding wipes at his drawers to start cleaning the stray streaks of blood. He even comes close enough to Satoru to take him by the chin, rubbing a little too hard against his cheek, mouth curved up into a cat-like amusement. )

[mrblueeyes]

[ Satoru wrinkles his nose and grimaces like a little kid as Suguru wipes at him, but he doesn't try to squirm away from it. He likes being cared for, and finds this extremely cute of Suguru to clean him up like this. ]

What, you don't like me blood-spattered? I think I'm very hot blood-spattered.

No shower? Or shower after food?

[ The food is the obvious priority--that and being near Suguru. Satoru's happy after he got a nice violent date with Suguru and now food and maybe even cuddles? Honestly the perfect date. ]

[gorb]

Shower first. If we eat we won't want to move and I'm not letting you in my bed with monster guts all over you.

( He's satisfied he's cleaned enough that Satoru can walk down the corridor without too many looks so he tosses the wipe in the trash and starts rummaging for fresh clothing. )

It doesn't have to be a long one. Just enough to clean up. We can even order now so we know it'll arrive as we're coming back. Will that do?

[mrblueeyes]

[ Satoru beams happily at how Suguru just assumes that Satoru's going to end up in his bed. Their relationship feels so natural, fitting back into each other's lives seamlessly as though they were never apart, and he's blissfully happy to have Suguru fussing over him, cleaning him and feeding him. He's missed this so much, and it makes a needy surge of longing rise in his chest, making him want to pounce Suguru and cling.

But he's trying to take things slow, trying to be careful with both their feelings. He feels wary of what new emotional scars Suguru has which Satoru doesn't know about, like the deaths of his daughters, and he thinks that he himself might be warier and more skittish than he's fully conscious of. Better to relearn each other slowly, to settle into this new dynamic. ] Yeah. That sounds perfect. Order whatever you think I'll like, Suguru. I don't care.

[ He can be picky about these things, but he knows Suguru knows his preferences, and probably knows what his favorite restaurants and dishes are around here. ]

[gorb]

Go shower.

( He's not sure he could join him and not give the game away, and there's an itching under his skin, the thrill of the fight and a boundless energy that he cannot work out through that alone. Usually they'd collide together, and so -. ) I'm going to the roof to smoke. I'll clean up after and come back. I know you're not a fan of the smell, but I've picked up the habit again.

( Extenuating circumstances. )

I'l bring the food with me. You can let yourself in here.

[mrblueeyes]

Oh.

[ Satoru blinks at him, feeling disoriented by this addition to the plan. He'd been excited to get to shower with Suguru, excited to see him naked in his adult body, his broader shoulders, thicker muscle.

Obviously Suguru's looking to avoid that, and Satoru can't quite make sense of why. Maybe because Suguru's ashamed of new scars or other changes, maybe because Suguru's insecure or uncertain about the shifts in their dynamic, maybe beause Satoru's interest is unwanted.

There's no point in arguing, even though it's an obvious excuse. Satoru knows that he could push back and almost certainly get his way, but he doesn't want to push too hard in this. He's already pushing Suguru's comfort level (and maybe his own, but he doesn't want to look too closely at that), and things feel fragile. If anything, he feels like things have been too easy between them, avoiding and smoothing over the worst of the jagged hurt. Satoru's wary of anything that might pop the soap bubble of this new peace between them.

So he lets him go. ]

Okay.

[ He makes himself swallow it all down. Go and shower, then he can have Suguru again and food. Don't be disappointed. Be patient. For Suguru, be patient. ]

[gorb]

( He gets a smile for his patience, something sweet and soothing. )

I won't be long, mm? I know if I leave you to your own devices you might get into some kind of mischief, and today's been nice. Less than an hour. You can take anything you need from in here, I don't have anything to hide.

( Well -.

Clothing that isn't his, but since it's Satoru's then he thinks that's easily enough explained. )

[mrblueeyes]

[ Satoru grumbles at him, sulky, cheeks a little pink, but he doesn't argue. He's accepted the plan, accepted the terms, and he still gets to have Suguru's company. He still gets food and ending up in Suguru's bed. ]

An hour? How many cigarettes you gotta smoke?

[ It's just grumbling, though, not any serious objection. There's a weird brief spike of jealousy that maybe Suguru's doing something else, meeting someone else--but he discards that quickly. He trusts Suguru and it would be difficult to hide things from six eyes anyway.

Don't be clingy. Don't be possessive.

He's going to be both clingy and possessive, but he can try at least to keep it under a certain level. ]

Don't take too long. [ More grumbling, but he goes to go wash the blood and muck out of his hair. ]