[ He stands up, putting the lanyard over his neck before walking over and giving Yael's shoulder a shove. ]
Don't even think about stepping a single foot into the bath until I'm back.
[ That is a threat. With that, Yuui takes his leave, hurrying out the front door.
Just as Yael said, it's only five minutes or so before he's back, plastic bag in hand as he shuts and locks the door behind him. He pokes his head into the bathroom, throwing a packaged lavender and chamomile bath bomb right at Yael. ]
[If he were feeling a little better, this would be the prime opportunity for a sexual remark, but alas! The fact that Yael's considering the joke at all is a good sign.]
I don't need to memorize this stuff when I've got you. How long do we have to wait until we can get in?
[Yael sits beside the tub and watches the bath bomb slowly fizzle away to nothing. Like a cat staring at a bug on the other side of a glass pane, there are no thoughts behind those eyes.]
Yeah? I know you like to be pampered. What kind of chocolates do you like?
[Doesn't hurt to ask. He already knows flowers are up Yuui's alley.]
[You know, aside from the fact that it was obvious to begin with. Yael tends to gravitate towards these types much to the chagrin of his wallet.
With a smile of acquiescence, Yael sets his palms atop Yuuis, squeezing them, before stripping out of the rest of his clothing and settling into the bath.]
[Fine, fine, him scootin'. Yael stays scrunched forward for Yuui's sake, but just know that he's tempted to lean back against him and squish him into the side the tub.]
[It's been too many years. Yael relaxes under Yuui's touch, but he can't shake the feeling that he's indulging in something that he has no right to indulge him. Like he's savoring something stolen.
Regardless, his hand comes up to rub idly along the back of Yuui's hand.]
If you say so. [...A thought just occurred to him.] How long am I going to smell like lavender and chamomile?
[ Yael's fingers rubbing along the back of his hand makes Yuui's shoulders relax, the warmth of the bath only helping him to feel like putty. He's been tense ever since Yael started to ignore his messages that this feels nice.
For the first time in days, he feels some relief. ]
Hopefully for a while.
[ He kisses another spot on Yael's shoulder, gentle and sweet. ]
[Besides, Yael is generally the one doing the bullying. He toys Yuui's fingers, lacing his own between them and squeezing them tightly. This is hardly penance, but it's a start.]
...Sorry, Yuui. I can't promise you something like this won't happen again in the future.
[Yael falls silent for a time, thinking, which he's well aware is dangerous. Still, there may be no better time to make this suggestion, so why wait? He already knows what he wants, so he'll come out and say it as bluntly as usual.]
I've got a spare set of keys. Take them with you before you leave.
[ There's a very slight, very sharp intake of breath at that statement, and it's the only way for Yael to really know how Yuui feels. After all, Yael can't easily turn around and see his face. ]
...Alright. I'll take them.
[ This feels like a bigger step than he expected, like he's accepting something monumental.
There's a short pause as Yuui lets silence lapse between them again. ]
[He can hear the surprise in Yuui's voice. It's a big step, but so is coming onto base to check on your internet boyfriend. Exchanging keys is the next logical step.]
May as well. We'll trade.
[Feeling Yuui's heart thud against his back, Yael squeezes his hands all the tighter.]
[ He nuzzles his face against Yael's back, breathing out a long sigh. There are a myriad of reasons for why he's lost sleep over Yael in the past month and a half, but he figures he doesn't need to go into details on that.
Especially not when he wants other details. With a long pause, Yuui finally speaks up again. ]
Would you tell me what's been going through your mind this week?
[ He isn't sure what to expect, honestly. Will Yael actually open up, or will he try and spare Yuui his nasty feelings? It's impossible for him to know, but he does know what would disappoint him most. ]
[The shoe has to drop eventually. That uncomfortable lump sets up camp in his throat again, Yael's eyes ebbing in and out of focus, settled on nothing in particular.]
Where do I begin? My head's a mess. If you want to know what "started" it, it was that friend of yours telling me I'd helped him come to the conclusion to end his own life.
[That someone would blame their suicide on him is a trigger Yael didn't know he had.]
[ Yuui squeezes him tight, pulling Yael flush up against his chest. Maybe Yael expects him to be more shocked about this information, to take more time to process it, but he's already done so. ]
...What he ultimately chooses to do is not up to you.
[ That directly contradicts what Fandaniel said, though, doesn't it? So Yuui is quick to add: ]
I spoke with him earlier about this subject. I think he overstated your role to mess with your head.
[...Ah, so he's already had this conversation with Fandaniel. Yael exhales a long, thin sigh.]
Shocker.
[Of course. When they'd first met, Fandaniel couldn't get deep enough under his skin to bother him. Foolishly, Yael assumed that would remain the case, but the joke's on him now. Fandaniel found his way in, guaranteeing Yael won't forget his bitch ass so easily. Sucks to suck, truly.]
It's not my problem who you choose to be friends with, but I want nothing to do with that guy. Got it?
[ Oh, he doesn't need to be told twice. This entire mess has made Yuui realize he can't just stick people together because he wants them to approve of one another. He regrets doing it now, but maybe it wouldn't have changed anything in the end anyway. ]
I've learned my lesson, Sheza. I'll make sure the two of you avoid one another as much as you like.
[ He gives Yael another squeeze, pressing yet another kiss to his shoulder. ]
You know, you've made my life better. Don't discount things like that.
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[ He stands up, putting the lanyard over his neck before walking over and giving Yael's shoulder a shove. ]
Don't even think about stepping a single foot into the bath until I'm back.
[ That is a threat. With that, Yuui takes his leave, hurrying out the front door.
Just as Yael said, it's only five minutes or so before he's back, plastic bag in hand as he shuts and locks the door behind him. He pokes his head into the bathroom, throwing a packaged lavender and chamomile bath bomb right at Yael. ]
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Instead, leaning back against the wall with a self-satisfied grin, Yael waves him off and settles on the much simpler:]
I'll be here.
[True to his word, he is, catching that package and working it open to plunk the bath bomb in the tub.]
Lavender and chamomile, huh? Fancy.
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[ Ugh. It's fine! It just won't fizzle the way it's supposed to... but at least it fizzles a little bit now.
Yuui sinks to his knees and tries to distribute some of the bomb across the bath water. ]
It's not that fancy. You can't have one scent or it's overpowering. I hope you start memorizing this stuff.
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[If he were feeling a little better, this would be the prime opportunity for a sexual remark, but alas! The fact that Yael's considering the joke at all is a good sign.]
I don't need to memorize this stuff when I've got you. How long do we have to wait until we can get in?
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[ Which it’s started slowing down, so Yuui begins disrobing, unbuttoning his shirt as he glances back at Yael. ]
Memorizing it would be nice in case you ever wanted to surprise me. Just a thought.
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Yeah? I know you like to be pampered. What kind of chocolates do you like?
[Doesn't hurt to ask. He already knows flowers are up Yuui's alley.]
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I like boxes that have a mix of milk and dark chocolate. White chocolate is alright only in small quantities. Fruit fillings are acceptable.
[ At least he knows exactly what he wants, right? ]
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[Good. Yael likes a twink who knows what he wants.]
Duly noted. I'll grab you a box of the good stuff next time I'm in town.
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[ He's setting a high bar in his head, Yael. Good luck clearing it.
Yuui sits up, stretching out his arms before shuffling over to Yael and placing his hands on his shoulders. ]
Alright. Get in the bath.
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[You know, aside from the fact that it was obvious to begin with. Yael tends to gravitate towards these types much to the chagrin of his wallet.
With a smile of acquiescence, Yael sets his palms atop Yuuis, squeezing them, before stripping out of the rest of his clothing and settling into the bath.]
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Maybe my nice hair tipped you off.
[ When Yael has settled into the bath, Yuui places a hand on his back to make him scoot forward. ]
You'll be little spoon today.
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Lucky me.
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[ Yuui gets behind him, settling his spindly legs on either side of Yael's hips before wrapping his arms around his middle. ]
Let's soak for a little bit. That's the point of these fancy bath bombs anyway.
[ It's warm and it smells very, very nice. Yuui just hopes that the bath bomb works in softening both of their skin up.
Shifting forward, he presses a kiss to Yael's shoulderblade. ]
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Regardless, his hand comes up to rub idly along the back of Yuui's hand.]
If you say so. [...A thought just occurred to him.] How long am I going to smell like lavender and chamomile?
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For the first time in days, he feels some relief. ]
Hopefully for a while.
[ He kisses another spot on Yael's shoulder, gentle and sweet. ]
Why? Will you get bullied for it?
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[Besides, Yael is generally the one doing the bullying. He toys Yuui's fingers, lacing his own between them and squeezing them tightly. This is hardly penance, but it's a start.]
...Sorry, Yuui. I can't promise you something like this won't happen again in the future.
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[ He presses his face to Yael's shoulder, letting out a deep breath against his skin. ]
And I'll do the same thing again. [ Yuui pauses, humming in thought. ] Well, I'll come find you earlier than I did this time.
[ This is a learning experience for him. He'll know better. ]
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I've got a spare set of keys. Take them with you before you leave.
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...Alright. I'll take them.
[ This feels like a bigger step than he expected, like he's accepting something monumental.
There's a short pause as Yuui lets silence lapse between them again. ]
Would you like one of my spares?
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May as well. We'll trade.
[Feeling Yuui's heart thud against his back, Yael squeezes his hands all the tighter.]
I don't want you losing sleep over me.
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[ He nuzzles his face against Yael's back, breathing out a long sigh. There are a myriad of reasons for why he's lost sleep over Yael in the past month and a half, but he figures he doesn't need to go into details on that.
Especially not when he wants other details. With a long pause, Yuui finally speaks up again. ]
Would you tell me what's been going through your mind this week?
[ He isn't sure what to expect, honestly. Will Yael actually open up, or will he try and spare Yuui his nasty feelings? It's impossible for him to know, but he does know what would disappoint him most. ]
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Where do I begin? My head's a mess. If you want to know what "started" it, it was that friend of yours telling me I'd helped him come to the conclusion to end his own life.
[That someone would blame their suicide on him is a trigger Yael didn't know he had.]
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...What he ultimately chooses to do is not up to you.
[ That directly contradicts what Fandaniel said, though, doesn't it? So Yuui is quick to add: ]
I spoke with him earlier about this subject. I think he overstated your role to mess with your head.
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Shocker.
[Of course. When they'd first met, Fandaniel couldn't get deep enough under his skin to bother him. Foolishly, Yael assumed that would remain the case, but the joke's on him now. Fandaniel found his way in, guaranteeing Yael won't forget his bitch ass so easily. Sucks to suck, truly.]
It's not my problem who you choose to be friends with, but I want nothing to do with that guy. Got it?
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I've learned my lesson, Sheza. I'll make sure the two of you avoid one another as much as you like.
[ He gives Yael another squeeze, pressing yet another kiss to his shoulder. ]
You know, you've made my life better. Don't discount things like that.
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