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[tsygan]

you know who it is. tell me what you want and fuck off.

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[misused]

[ how did haku know where you were when no one else ever seems to, cain? that's not important. he strolls right up to you in the street where you're taking a few minutes on a bench. has he been following you for a while? who can say.

but he's smiling, extra pleasantly, and there's a large cloth-wrapped parcel in his hands as well as a smaller gift bag hanging from his wrist. ]

Cain-kun? [ he greets, shifting the cloth parcel to one arm so he can dangle the little gift bag out in offering.

inside is a pair of laundered, folded, and ribbon-wrapped underwear. the ones cain accidentally left at their treehouse the last time he, how shall we say, slept over. ]

I thought you might be missing these.

[tsygan]

( that does seem rather suspect, but there's a hell of a lot of that going on around this place, so he's kind of not questioning it too much. easier to go with the flow and take shit as it happens, as it were. that's pretty much how he's operated his entire adult life.

now, he doesn't know a damn thing about japanese honorifics or any of that shit, but there's something about the way this kid says his name on his approach that doesn't sound right, like there's some underlying thing that he's missing, and has he mentioned that he hasn't even properly met you yet? it kind of goes without saying that there hasn't been a whole lot of time for formal introductions, but … moving right along.

he takes the parcel with raised eyebrows, inspects it long enough to realize what's in it, and for the love of goddamn everything. )

Not really. ( he snorts. nothing wrong with going around commando every once in a while. ) But thanks, I guess?

Why … are they wrapped in ribbon?

[misused]

Yes, well, I had a hard time deciding on what the proper etiquette would be for 'you left these at my house after providing my⁠— [ there's a pause as haku ponders how to describe his relationship with kakashi to a third party. he isn't actually sure how he would describe it to kakashi himself. hm. ] ⁠—companion with what I can only presume was a spiritual experience'.

[ he's just saying he could hear pretty well even from the ground, and at least one of you was finding religion. ]

So I thought I would just make it nice. [ pausing again, haku shifts the cloth parcel back into his hands and holds it out to cain in offering after. ]

I brought you more clothes as well. [ it's a men's kimono, in dark blue, with a bit of dragonfly embroidery on the sleeves and near the bottom hem. ] These should be in your size, but if they're not please come by the house later and I can tailor them. You're always wearing the same things when you come by.

[ and then, once cain has a grip on the parcel, haku raps the top with his knuckles. he hits something hard, definitely not cloth, and smiles. ]

I've also packed you a meal.

Will we be expecting you back soon?

[revolts]

hey alexei

[ there's no follow up.

did toji:

1) forget what he was saying and wander off to do something else?
2) get interrupted?
3) get stuck on how to word the next part?
4) some combination of the above?

it's anyone's guess. no jk it's definitely 4 it's usually 4. ]

[tsygan]

( okay old man.

he waits for a follow-up that doesn't come.

and then waits a little bit more.

and then he's done waiting. )

??

[revolts]

what

[ and then: ]

oh shit

sorry I forgot I sent that

TEXT, UN: REXYBOI

[himbomb]

hey

[Considering the username, there is only ONE person this message could potentially be from...]

you wouldn't happen to have access to a blacklight, wouldja?

i think some pervy freakazoid stole my undies
y'know, the fabricky cage for my cajones?

[JESUS CHRIST REX-]

anyways! i'd like to know if he's tried them on since then
and maybe done some other stuff
ya feel me?

un: scrapper;

[tsygan]

( oh dear fucking jesus in heaven there is literally only one person that could be.

he just kind of stares at this text as it comes in, and okay, maybe he laughs a little at fabricky cage for my cajones. lord have mercy on us all. )

why the hell would i have a blacklight just lying around here

( idk we don't know your life. you COULD have a blacklight just lying around. )

gotta be careful with the panty thieves, rex
i hear they come when you least expect them

( why are you always antagonistic on purpose. )

i get the reason but sorry i dont have one
you could try the sniff test
see if that gets you anything

[himbomb]

for all i know, you could be the muscle behind some bigtime whodunnit operation
then again you don't really seem like the type 2 be a narc

[The potshot makes Rex chuckle, surprisingly. Is this an honest to god, friendly conversation? Who knows.]

look man, if it were up to ME?
i'd be freeballin it all day erryday
but the clothes i usually wear are so tight you'd just end up seein the whole thing, and
that seems a lil unprofessional 2 me
personally, idk

[So this is where Rex draws the line...]

also that'd basically be a big sign that says KICK ME HERE and
i HATE kids but
i'd still like the choice of knowin whether or not i could eventually have em
u kno?

after yuri's network post; action

[revolts]

[ it's been a while since toji had something to hunt, so he makes a little game of it. he tracks cain, keeping quiet and out of sight, not his former levels of functionally invisible but well practice enough to manage. he waits for a good opening to get the drop on cain, literally, jumping down from some old sagging balcony of some stranger's house to box cain in some dead end alley. he lands inches from cain's back, spinning him around to pin him to the wall. ]

Miss me?

[tsygan]

( he likes to think that his peripheral awareness is better than it is — but then he's never been trailed by an ex-merc before now, has he? he's had his moments when he's needed to lose some bastard or another that thought he owed them something, but that was back in the colonies, and things have always been a little bit different there.

suffice it to say, at the very least that he startles visibly when toji drops down behind him and moves to pin him to the wall, breath caught in the back of his throat and just short of throwing a right hook because you do not just sneak up on your idiot like that, sir. ) Je—fuck. ( he growls, though he relaxes instantly when he realizes who it is.

he's practically slumped against the wall when he raises both hands to brace them against toji's chest. ) What do I always say when you ask me that? ( yes. )

[revolts]

'Fuck off'? [ toji estimates, not actually remembering. he's not so good with the little day to day details. and it doesn't really matter what cain says, because toji knows what he means, and it's yes, it's always yes, it's the yes of someone who's been starved so long they don't even know what being full means.

cain braces his arms against toji's chest, and toji leans in closer for it, one forearm leaned casually against the wall just above cain's head, his other hand tucking cain's hair back, trailing indulgently over his cheek. ]

...I told you what I used to do for a living, didn't I?

text;

[illuminos]

I'm thinking of you.

[tsygan]

oh?

all of me, or just parts of me?

( brat. )

[illuminos]

[ such a brat. he unfortunately is quite fond of brats :) ]

All of you, of course. I consider those other parts to be very charming... perks.

action; sleepr date(?)

[himbomb]

[this is supposed to be a tag with choice setup and purple prose butt instead whenever cain catches rex he'll see him mid-split, stretchin

u kno, mostly for choice gay tomfoolery]

you're DAMN RIGHT it's a date boy

[tsygan]

( oh, you had better believe that there is going to be peak gay tomfoolery. the most homosexual shenanigans to ever exist are in your future, mister.

to rex's credit, he hadn't suggested they meet up too early — hell, it might be the middle of the afternoon or early evening, for all we know, time is more of a social construct than anything else — and cain takes his time in getting there. mostly because he can never be bothered to be on time for anything, but that's neither here nor there.

he happens on him from behind, but you had better believe that he would know that ass anywhere ( and, again, shenanigans ), and he pauses just outside the other's periphery to watch him stretch, a grin spreading across the line of his mouth like wildfire.

and then he's giving a very purposeful wolf whistle. ) Damn sweetheart, I figured you were flexible, but not quite like that. ( he comes around into full view, arms now folded over the front of his chest. )

Holdin' anything else out on me?

[himbomb]

Don't call me that.

[Rex, surprisingly, doesn't raise his voice or start a fuss. He had been anticipating this sort of skeevy commentary from Cain anyway, although it is bizarre being on the receiving end of it for a change.

And, you know, not also be in any imminent danger at the same time.]

My heart is juuuust as bitter as the rest of me, okay?

[In perhaps the flattest tone Cain has ever witnessed the young super use, he continues:]

Hyperflexibility was one of my superpowers.

Then again, I've never had a problem with bendy shit! Probably because I was born double-jointed! Or maybe whoever-the-fuck designed people really, reaaaaally wanted me to bend a helluva lot before I break. I dunno!

filed under the -> inappropriate pictures <- category, you know who

[himbomb]

[It's another night shift for Rex at the cask and anvil, which, amidst all the things he's had to endure in this place, really isn't all that bad. Now, customer service would be the bane of his ill-tempered existence if the staff weren't encouraged to be intentionally rude and foul-mouthed. The more customers who walk off out of sheer frustration, the more spoils are left for the actual folk who keep the food hot and the booze chilled at the end of the day. While Rex may not think too highly of his fellow headscape hostages, he does like his fellow staff members. Also, being allowed to be an asshole and getting monetarily compensated for it?! That's having his cake and eating it too. Thankfully, the business doesn't lose too much money, as there's very little competition for the quality of its goods despite the ambiance.

On tonight's agenda of disturbing the peace, Rex is purposefully taking his time in one of the singular bathroom stalls to anger the long line of drunk pissheads waiting behind a closed door. He finally removes the bandage that Lumen had applied to his face before the tender-hearted seaman had disappeared for good, and the young super leans over the sink counter thumb tracing an injury that is now on the mend, although the line of healing tissue is certainly longer thanks to Denjii's interference.

In a desperate attempt to feel something, Rex unbuttons his white, server's top, and snaps a photo from the nose down to his exposed chest, sending it to one of the only contacts he bothers to text.]

this shit better not fuck up my face permanently, asshole

[tsygan]

( one of these days cain might bother getting up off his ass and getting himself a job — it would give him something to do when he's bored ( often ) and he might even go so far as to learn a new skillset ( doubtful, but we are not pessimists in this house ) but the fact of the matter just happens to be that it's too damned easy to be a freeloader and bounce from one couch to another ( like someone else he knows ), and as such … he's in no real hurry. fucking figures.

what is he doing when that message comes through? nothing important, probably, would have been taking up space in kakashi's treehouse if the guy hadn't up and disappeared himself, and it doesn't feel right to be in that space without him, but if there's one thing he's not about to admit out loud it's that his attention always perks up pretty damn quick when a message from rex comes through.

he snorts out a small laugh under his breath. )

dunno, i think it adds to the charm personally
nice cleavage

[himbomb]

[Rex immediately picks his device back up as that message from Cain comes in, taking a moment to silently flip off whoever it is that banged on the outside of the bathroom door, even though the gesture would hardly be visible to the offender. Something about the response irks him, not in his usual, quick-tempered and rageful manner, but... It's almost disappointing. He had been hoping for something slightly hornier.]

listen man, you're talkin to a guy who once had to pull an alligator tooth out of his right ASS cheek once
and that didn't even leave a mark!

then again another guy did try to bite my face off (not you)

also not... sexually??? i think??? tf do you say to someone when they tell you that ya taste good, only... they JUST consumed a chunk of your fleshy human facemeat????

[Wait, that's not sexy.]

what r u doin rn

[revolts]

miss me, beautiful?

[ is he aggressively trying to pretend everything is fine while doing a pulse check on cain after going into a depressive fog for (unknown integer)? maybe so. he's not good at this feelings stuff but he has no recent messages from the kid and it's not like he's worried but it'd be a shame if something happened to him while toji was out of sorts... ]

[tsygan]

( here's the thing: he'd wanted to check in on him like he had after the whole nonsense with the wolf creatures, and he'd thought about it a whole hell of a lot more than he's about to admit, but something had told him that maybe he should give him some space. he never knows what's going on in the other's head at any given time, and sometimes you just. need to get through some shit on your own.

he missed him, hell yes he missed him, but he's about to try to play the aloof card. much as it's never been effective, because somehow toji has always been able to see right fucking through him. )

dunno
take a wild guess and maybe youll find out

[revolts]

hey beautiful

the fucked up tax birds giving you any trouble?

[ hi it's fushiguro toji here with more completely normal boyfriend texts. ]

[tsygan]

( calling yourself boyfriend now, eh? cute.

and it's normal for them so y'know. it works. )

mightve punched a couple
so no, im good
you?