Fuda # 6

[idealism]

[It's a beautiful, sunny day. The temperature is apparently between "boiling point" and "molten lava", and every sane person is inside, hugging their air conditioner.]

[Except for this guy. Tsuzuki is searching the grass outside House 49. He looks downright distressed, sitting on his knees and brushing his fingers through the lawn and dirt. When he's down with one patch, he hurries to the next one, not caring much about the heat even though his body does.]

It has to be around here somewhere...

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

Maybe. Or we can just spend the time in mine.

[ooc: aww, that's too bad. XD]

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

You'd better not be thinking anything perverted.

[OOC: What was it?]

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

--I'm sorry! My mind wandered. At least it wasn't that bad?

[ooc: A Tsuzuki-doll I made, dancing to a Swedish song called "The horrible dance".]

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

[Hisoka just "hmph"s and shifts slightly to give Tsuzuki more space.]

[OOC: THAT SOUNDS SO CUTE OMG.]

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

Don't be mad. You know I wouldn't have acted upon any of that.

[ooc: I really wish I could've shown it to you! Bummer.]

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

I didn't say I was mad. Pervert.

[OOC: Saaad :(]

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

Hey! [He pokes Hisoka's side, almost playfully.] Not a pervert.

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

[He shoves Tsuzuki's arm, almost playing along for once.] Lies.

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

[Tsuzuki catches his hand on the retreat.]

I'm glad you're feeling more like yourself again.

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

I'm always myself. [His hand squirms in Tsuzuki's.]

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

[Which causes him to let it go.] I know, I know.

Do you want anything? Water?

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

Water'd be good right now. [He's not entirely thrilled with how uncomfortable it's been to be this close to Tsuzuki lately. Stupid expectations.]

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

Sure. I'll be right back. [Tsuzuki can't blame him for being tense about it, but he's letting Hisoka decide when he wants to bring it up. He walks downstairs and gets a glass of water for his partner.]

I didn't find any ice cubes. Sorry.

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

It's fine. [And, ice cubed or not, it's gone in about ten seconds. He'd needed that, desperately.] ..Thank you. [Thisissoawkward.]

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

You don't have to thank me for stuff like that, you know. [But Tsuzuki appreciates it anyway, and it shows.] Do you need more?

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

...I can get it myself. I don't need you to baby me.

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

I'm not babying you. If anyone else had a heatstroke, I would've gotten them water, too.

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

Because heatstroke is so common in everyone else.

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

It's nothing to be ashamed about.

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

I haven't done anything like that since I've been here.

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

That's really good. Maybe this was a one-time occurrence and then you've finally beat it.

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

Or I've just been taking care of myself better... Today notwithstanding.

1/3

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

It can have been both. What was different with today?

2/3

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

...Except that I am here. Oh, right.

3/3

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

Do you think you might be allergic to me?