[ Rather bluntly, Midorima unabashedly shares this little tidbit: ]
Takao and I have a rearcar back in Tokyo. We play rock-paper-scissors for who pulls and who rides. He's terrible at the game, so I hadn't thought about it being anything childish.
...Isn't that the most childish example there could be, though?
[Ah, it's kind of cute. Though it does get him to think on something else for a moment, head tilting so even that rests against Midorima's arm. He wonders if he'll let him continue like this.]
[Eichi breathes out a laugh. Keito is in no way his manservant, but. You know. If he's gonna act like it, then he can get trash talked!! Still... His fingers slip to curve his hand a little more a round Midorima's arm, wanting to keep close as they walk.]
Ah, but from what you're saying, you must be close friends.
We've only known each other for a couple of years. He's the only one who consistently stays after practice with me to perform more practice, and though we don't always get along, he's come to understand that he can trust me more than anyone.
[ He pushes up his glasses. Notice he's just talking as if Takao is the one having these feelings.. There's so much tsun here it's ridiculous. ]
On my part, he can throw a pass directly into my hands after I've already jumped without disrupting my accuracy, so I don't object to having him follow me around.
If you deny that you're close while saying things like that, it only sounds more suspicious, though...
[He's just saying. But okay... tsundere for this guy, who is a friend and a teammate. Noted. His eyes focus ahead to try and see how close they might be. He's memorized the way to Midorima's by now. It's not far, right...? ]
But by saying that, you actually mean that you’d be happy, right?
[ He likes to think Midorima would be totally fond!! Eichi let’s his hands slip back so Midorima can get the keys out properly, focused on his slow walking. Less tired but still too low on Chroma, and definitely wondering about the state of his apartment. ]
No. You're both high-energy, noisy, touchy, nosy, pushy, and have a poor sense of humor. That would be exhausting.
[ It's hard to tell if that's actually tsun or not. He'd probably get very grumpy having to deal with that much grabbing and laughing and teasing at the same time. ]
You're calm, but very playful and set goals that extend beyond your limits. That kind of high energy.
[ He doesn't say it as if it's a bad thing or a good thing. But it's high energy compared to someone like him, who is happy to just read a book in his spare time. ]
Takao comparatively is extremely playful and aligns his goals with mine.
[ He is the best wife partner. Midorima holds the door open for Eichi to get through, then slowly starts working on picking up the wagon so he can put it in the lucky items room. Easy transportation for the heavier ones. ]
[Eichi steps inside, using the door frame for support. He finds the first chair he can to sit down in, clearly exhausted even if he's been generating small bits of Chroma and hiding his struggling. He can move once Midorima is inside, if he has to.]
[ Midorima watches him sit down out of the corner of his eye. He guesses he can let him into his bedroom to rest properly with him once everything's away. He puts the wagon away quickly, along with the cloak of his costume. The staff with his lucky item secured on the end (a little bird stuffed toy) stays he props up against the wall right outside his bedroom door- it may be covered in plant residue but it's still his lucky item. It's close enough and it's done its job today.
He heads over to Eichi once he's done, leaning down to scoop him up, finally going to carry him like a princess like he always wants, then remembering his hand is injured from a sharp feeling and he has to stop. He lets out an irate sigh, then offers his right arm instead as support. ]
[At that, Eichi simply hums, lost in about five hundred different thoughts. It's too bad he can't be carried, but then again, he feels terrible enough as it is. So once Midorima is back and offering his arm, he quietly takes it without protest, eyes fixed forward.]
I sent a message to have someone investigate my apartment, so I hope it will be taken care of soon enough. Still... you saved me, so I suppose you're something like a hero.
[If he hasn't made it clear enough that he's grateful, instead of just sad over the hand thing. He leans into him a little more, with a sigh, only stopping once he's at the bed and can crawl into it.]
Don't say something so ridiculous. I'm simply looking out for what's mine.
[ That's so embarrassing to hear it that way, of course he has to find a way out of being called a hero. He's definitely not going to accept such an accolade.
Once they're in his bedroom, Midorima watches Eichi crawl into bed. ]
Don't get in yet, you need to change clothes!
[ Eichi??? His bed is clean???? He goes to grab one of his shirts to throw at Eichi, then takes out his own, actual pajamas to change into. Like this but with a night cap as well. Like one with a little poof ball. This is Midorima's style. He loves to be warm. ]
[Maybe he shouldn't feel thrilled about hearing that, but it's exciting. Not embarrassing at all. Interesting... Still, he's stopped from crawling into the bed and left blinking in a daze, but he takes the shirt and glances to it.]
Ah... They made sure the pollen was gone completely in the hospital, though, you know. [That's clearly not the issue here, though!! So fine. He changes, and once he's done, he's... in Midorima's shirt. It's so large, it's practically a dress on Eichi, and he's glancing behind at how it falls whenever Midorima finishes, tugging at the hem of it.
Actually. This is very fine. He loves the concept of boyfriend shirts and jackets and he learned this very quickly. Looking back over to Midorima, he laughs briefly.]
[ Remember when he stayed over at Eichi's and he just got down on the ground and started stretching?
Bingo, like clockwork, it's happening right now while they talk the second that he's got his pajamas on. He does glance up at Eichi but.. god, they're both so tired, even if he likes what he sees he doesn't think he could do anything about it. Maybe he'll just hold onto Eichi all night so that Eichi can't get away. ]
[So there. And look, just deal with it in the morning when they're both rested, it's flawless.
Mm, but it shows that Eichi is tired by how he doesn't try to pester Midorima during his stretches. He crawls into bed, instead, slipping his legs beneath the covers and immediately trying to cover himself as much as he can.]
It's Chroma that I need the most, you know, so I wonder if it's possible for you to sleep a little closer to me for the whole night.
[He turns under the covers now, wiggling into a comfortable position on his side as he blinks at the wall. This is fine. Ah, and of course he enjoys being held, but after everything from today, he wants to ask if Midorima is really going to hold him the whole time, or if he's just going to let go once he's asleep, or once he seems healthy enough.
It feels like a childish thing to ask, so he stays quiet instead, curling his fingers in front of his face.]
[ Once he finishes his stretches, he goes to the closet and gets out an additional blanket. He plugs it into the wall first and then tosses it over Eichi. He's going to keep him warm all night long, he's determined.
Once the bed is made with Eichi in it, he crawls into the bed behind him and wraps his arms around the blonde. ]
[It's warm, like this, and Eichi puts one of his arms over Midorima's, breathing out like he's more relaxed. The plant... the spirit it had been trying to be... he can forget both of them, like this. Forget everything, just sleep. Rest. Regain energy.
It doesn't take long for him to fall asleep. It's warm like this, and the Chroma has steadied his breathing.
At least until much later, when his grip on Midorima's arm tightens enough to be noticeable, sucking in a breath in his sleep. His expression is all wrinkled, and he tries to say something, but it comes out as an inaudible whisper, but it's clear that he's having some sort of a bad dream.]
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[ He trails off, curling his fingers more around Midorima’s arm, leaning closer so that more of him can touch as they walk. ]
...you know? That sort of thing. I’m not some child.
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Takao and I have a rearcar back in Tokyo. We play rock-paper-scissors for who pulls and who rides. He's terrible at the game, so I hadn't thought about it being anything childish.
[ Sorry your whatever is bizarre, Eichi. ]
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[Ah, it's kind of cute. Though it does get him to think on something else for a moment, head tilting so even that rests against Midorima's arm. He wonders if he'll let him continue like this.]
You speak about this Takao-kun a lot.
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[ Yes, he said it. Manservant. Takao is his manservant. He thinks that about covers the second comment, but he also adds: ]
He's my point guard as well.
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[Eichi breathes out a laugh. Keito is in no way his manservant, but. You know. If he's gonna act like it, then he can get trash talked!! Still... His fingers slip to curve his hand a little more a round Midorima's arm, wanting to keep close as they walk.]
Ah, but from what you're saying, you must be close friends.
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[ He pushes up his glasses. Notice he's just talking as if Takao is the one having these feelings.. There's so much tsun here it's ridiculous. ]
On my part, he can throw a pass directly into my hands after I've already jumped without disrupting my accuracy, so I don't object to having him follow me around.
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[He's just saying. But okay... tsundere for this guy, who is a friend and a teammate. Noted. His eyes focus ahead to try and see how close they might be. He's memorized the way to Midorima's by now. It's not far, right...? ]
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[ Surely Eichi can relate! He has no idea about anything he could be implying though. Midorima is oblivious about things of that nature. ]
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You're right. Ah, if only he were here for me to see for myself... I think I'd find him interesting.
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[ isn't he kind
He starts getting out his keys since they're coming up on the building now. ]
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[ He likes to think Midorima would be totally fond!! Eichi let’s his hands slip back so Midorima can get the keys out properly, focused on his slow walking. Less tired but still too low on Chroma, and definitely wondering about the state of his apartment. ]
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[ It's hard to tell if that's actually tsun or not. He'd probably get very grumpy having to deal with that much grabbing and laughing and teasing at the same time. ]
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[Uh, it depends on the scene, really. But he's sticking to this.]
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[ He doesn't say it as if it's a bad thing or a good thing. But it's high energy compared to someone like him, who is happy to just read a book in his spare time. ]
Takao comparatively is extremely playful and aligns his goals with mine.
[ He is the best
wifepartner. Midorima holds the door open for Eichi to get through, then slowly starts working on picking up the wagon so he can put it in the lucky items room. Easy transportation for the heavier ones. ]no subject
[Eichi steps inside, using the door frame for support. He finds the first chair he can to sit down in, clearly exhausted even if he's been generating small bits of Chroma and hiding his struggling. He can move once Midorima is inside, if he has to.]
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[ Midorima watches him sit down out of the corner of his eye. He guesses he can let him into his bedroom to rest properly with him once everything's away. He puts the wagon away quickly, along with the cloak of his costume. The staff with his lucky item secured on the end (a little bird stuffed toy) stays he props up against the wall right outside his bedroom door- it may be covered in plant residue but it's still his lucky item. It's close enough and it's done its job today.
He heads over to Eichi once he's done, leaning down to scoop him up, finally going to carry him like a princess like he always wants, then remembering his hand is injured from a sharp feeling and he has to stop. He lets out an irate sigh, then offers his right arm instead as support. ]
We're going to the bedroom.
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I sent a message to have someone investigate my apartment, so I hope it will be taken care of soon enough. Still... you saved me, so I suppose you're something like a hero.
[If he hasn't made it clear enough that he's grateful, instead of just sad over the hand thing. He leans into him a little more, with a sigh, only stopping once he's at the bed and can crawl into it.]
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[ That's so embarrassing to hear it that way, of course he has to find a way out of being called a hero. He's definitely not going to accept such an accolade.
Once they're in his bedroom, Midorima watches Eichi crawl into bed. ]
Don't get in yet, you need to change clothes!
[ Eichi??? His bed is clean???? He goes to grab one of his shirts to throw at Eichi, then takes out his own, actual pajamas to change into. Like this but with a night cap as well. Like one with a little poof ball. This is Midorima's style. He loves to be warm. ]
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[Maybe he shouldn't feel thrilled about hearing that, but it's exciting. Not embarrassing at all. Interesting... Still, he's stopped from crawling into the bed and left blinking in a daze, but he takes the shirt and glances to it.]
Ah... They made sure the pollen was gone completely in the hospital, though, you know. [That's clearly not the issue here, though!! So fine. He changes, and once he's done, he's... in Midorima's shirt. It's so large, it's practically a dress on Eichi, and he's glancing behind at how it falls whenever Midorima finishes, tugging at the hem of it.
Actually. This is very fine. He loves the concept of boyfriend shirts and jackets and he learned this very quickly. Looking back over to Midorima, he laughs briefly.]
You have surprisingly cute pajamas.
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[ Remember when he stayed over at Eichi's and he just got down on the ground and started stretching?
Bingo, like clockwork, it's happening right now while they talk the second that he's got his pajamas on. He does glance up at Eichi but.. god, they're both so tired, even if he likes what he sees he doesn't think he could do anything about it. Maybe he'll just hold onto Eichi all night so that Eichi can't get away. ]
They're normal pajamas.
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[So there. And look, just deal with it in the morning when they're both rested, it's flawless.
Mm, but it shows that Eichi is tired by how he doesn't try to pester Midorima during his stretches. He crawls into bed, instead, slipping his legs beneath the covers and immediately trying to cover himself as much as he can.]
It's Chroma that I need the most, you know, so I wonder if it's possible for you to sleep a little closer to me for the whole night.
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[ He's going to be the big spoon!! >B( ]
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[He turns under the covers now, wiggling into a comfortable position on his side as he blinks at the wall. This is fine. Ah, and of course he enjoys being held, but after everything from today, he wants to ask if Midorima is really going to hold him the whole time, or if he's just going to let go once he's asleep, or once he seems healthy enough.
It feels like a childish thing to ask, so he stays quiet instead, curling his fingers in front of his face.]
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Once the bed is made with Eichi in it, he crawls into the bed behind him and wraps his arms around the blonde. ]
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It doesn't take long for him to fall asleep. It's warm like this, and the Chroma has steadied his breathing.
At least until much later, when his grip on Midorima's arm tightens enough to be noticeable, sucking in a breath in his sleep. His expression is all wrinkled, and he tries to say something, but it comes out as an inaudible whisper, but it's clear that he's having some sort of a bad dream.]
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