Sure. I have a pretty good appetite, I'll have seconds.
[ As he continues, picking out a nice piece of chicken to munch on. Happy to just enjoy the moment and good food, with the heat of green tea to wash it all back. ]
You should take some back with you. As leftovers. Like I said, there's plenty.
I wouldn't mind taking some back, if you're offering.
[ at least this way, rokurou doesn't have to see him happily eat more of the curry!! then again he doesn't doubt the other will find a way to stalk him just to make sure he's even eating the food and not letting it go to waste. ]
But why did you make so much in the first place?
[ is he trying to fatten him up... is this his way of apologizing? ]
I see. Do you not have others you can also offer leftovers to?
[ surely he isn't the only one rokurou intends to feed, given how big the pot is. he busies himself with munching on another spoonful of curry while he waits for the answer, perking up as he bites into a nice piece of chicken.
this is so good... but he won't admit that out loud. ]
... If you give me two containers, perhaps the one staying with me would like to have some.
[ And he actually looks rather pleased about it, that easier smile returning as he continues to eat through his meal. Hey, if the man likes curry, it's the more the merrier. ]
Curry reheats well too, so I can always finish off whatever doesn't go.
[ Leaning forward, he takes his cup into his hands as he watches Six for a moment, ]
[ oh. rokurou barely reacted to it— or rather, he didn't react at all, which makes the erune think that perhaps the daemon was telling the truth. it's not a big deal to him anymore. this is good, then.
he allows himself to relax after that, taking another sip of tea before he answers. ]
Only out of necessity. I learned in order to survive during the years I've spent alone but otherwise...
[ he pauses. ]
I did make the cookies from before, if this is why you're asking.
[ They had looked homemade, though he hadn't questioned too much about it ... though now he thinks about Six baking. Which is .... cute. Very cute. Unexpected, but cute.
But it's really the beginning of that answer that he focuses on, tapping his fingers against the side of his tea mug. ]
Alone, huh...
[ Really, it's no wonder Six doesn't have favorites, from everything he's learned about the erune. ]
[ six tries to work out how rokurou went from point a - asking about whether or not he can cook - to point b, wondering if he knew when his birthday is. his head tilts because he can't make sense of the transition, and he supposes there's only one way to find out how they even got here. ]
... No. I've been met with disgust ever since I was born so I didn't know it was customary to celebrate one's birthday.
[ he puts his empty cup down. ]
Even if there was a date, it is long forgotten by now.
It's not customary to celebrate it in my clan, actually. But I've met a lot of people who do like to, especially around here.
[ In automatic response, Rokurou takes that empty cup and goes to refill it, continuing as he does, ]
You should pick one, if it's forgotten. You can't change the past, but the present and future don't have to follow it.
[ As he spoons matcha and fills it to near the edge with hot water, and then brings it back, setting it in front of Six. There's not much he can say to his having been rejected by his clan, no platitudes or soothing, because truth is truth. Painful it might be, fucked up or no, pretending like it hadn't happened or trying to soften an old blow isn't his style.
But forcing himself to look ahead? Yeah, that Rokurou can do. ]
And you have people now who do want to celebrate it.
The crew I'm with, we make a point to celebrate our Captain's birthday every year. It's one of the few traditions I try to follow dligently.
[ more than that, the captain's life is always worth celebrating. she's given so much to everyone around her that it's only right they come together to spoil her for one special day — and many other days, following that, because it's not like gratitude should be confined to just one day. ]
As for picking one for my own...
[ it isn't the first time someone has pointed that out to him, that despite the mistakes you've done in the past, it doesn't mean the present and future have to be dictated by it. there will always be the space to move forward, even for someone as wretched as he is, but his guilt and hatred are both so deeply ingrained within him that it's difficult concept for him to understand. it doesn't matter how many times he's been told the same thing. ]
I don't see a point to it. My life is hardly deserving of a celebration, even if others want to. That effort is better spent on someone whose existence is much more radiant than mine.
Mmm ... well, it's up to you. But, you know, I don't think you're allowed to decide how radiant you are.
[ Radiant ... that's definitely a word to define an existence. Rokurou's not even sure he agrees with it, particularly, when people come in so many different colors and forms. Darkness can be just as deep, alluring, and powerful as radiance. ]
I can just find another excuse to buy you some cake, anyway. I can cook, but I'm not so great with baking.
[ Cake for cookies, right? Even if he can't quite match up on the homemade part ... but then again, he does know someone that's an excellent cook all around. Maybe he can bribe a cake out of them. ]
[ six has something to say about his radiance, or lack thereof, so steeped in darkness as he is by virtue of what he is, but what rokurou says next catches him off guard. why is he talking about cakes all of a sudden? is this why he wanted to know when his birthday is? he knows about that particular tradition, but... ]
You don't need to give me a cake. What even brought this on? Because I gave you something?
[ please... if rokurou does this, he'll only feel obligated to return the favour and then they'll find themselves in an endless cycle. ]
Mmm ... it's not trouble. I'm trying to figure out what you like, since you don't know yourself. Only makes sense that cake's on the list.
[ A self-imposed mission ... for no other reason than he just feels like it. And he won't be swayed, Six should know that; Rokurou's too stubborn once he's decided he's going to do something.
Settling back into his seat, he helps himself to some more curry. ]
[ perhaps six is beginning to realize that protests won't sway rokurou from chasing after a fruitless endeavour because he doesn't even say anything related to that, but he still wants to know why. whether or not he'll get an answer he can work with is still up in the air though.
the chances of it are pretty slim, considering the way rokurou is. ]
And what will you do if it turns out I don't like cake?
[ Even if eating a whole cake is bound to give even a daemon a stomach ache, waste not want not ...
As for the rest, Rokurou merely shrugs, rubbing his neck as he glances upward, considering it. Why? It's not as though it matters so much, really, it's just that he feels like it. Would someone like Six accept an answer so simple? While they both tend to ruminate, between them, Rokurou is the one much more likely to let something go. ]
It's what I want to do, that's all. [ a pause— ] And ... I don't know. Maybe to show you that you don't have to be radiant to be worth it to someone.
[ six finds himself staring at rokurou for the longest time, as if he couldn't believe what came out of the daemon's mouth. eat the rest of the cake— like that will really solve the issue at hand. that issue being the immediate statement that follows the ridiculous one, and how quickly it catches the erune off guard.
he almost has no idea what to say.
the blush on his face conveys it way better than words can. ]
I... [ hello, six.exe is currently rebooting. ] I don't...
[ he's never going to get over how casually rokurou says it too. as if it's the most normal thing, to admit he finds six radiant in his own way. ]
... I want more curry.
[ this is the only way he can escape such an awkward conversation. he can only hope the daemon doesn't ask him what he was going to say. ]
[ Rokurou stands, taking Six's bowl away with him to fill it back up with curry and rice. He doesn't mention how dark a shade of crimson the erune is blushing, or how he seems to have forgotten words—better to let it soak in, treat it seriously, because it is serious. That hadn't been ribbing, or teasing.
And whatever Six wanted to say, it'll come out when the time is right. When he's ready to say it.
Returning to the table, Rokurou places the bowl in front of Six and gives the man's hair another affectionate ruffle. ]
[ it's a good thing rokurou doesn't say anything about how much he looks like a tomato right now because it would have only made the erune flee the apartment within the next split-second. all because he doesn't know what to make of what the daemon just said. for his own words to be turned against him like that, he didn't quite expect it.
what's more is he doesn't quite expect the hair ruffle again so he doesn't even have a chance to dodge it. his ears droop down, the picture-perfect representation of defeat. ]
Why do you keep doing that?
[ it's not because his ears are sort or anything. nothing to do with that at all. ]
[ It takes him a second to realize what Six is talking about—and he keeps ruffling as he does. Stops when he does, but not before giving one of those airplaned ears a tweak. ]
Oh, this? I don't know. Guess it's just a habit when—[ someone's being cute, when he's feeling affectionate, both at once ]—... you know. I'm in a good mood.
[ He leaves Six to his curry, taking a seat across the table again. ]
[ hello, someone is abusing their privilege — the ear that got tweaked does its very best to flick at rokurou's fingers, but of course it isn't going to do much. more so just to be a warning that goes, hey, stop doing that. if it looks like he's pouting, that's because he is. ]
I can't even begin to imagine why you're in a good mood.
[ all that happened in the last few minutes is rokurou successfully confusing six even more, and he doesn't see that as something to be happy about, unless the daemon thinks it's a joyous occasion to continue to make no sense at all. still, he won't pursue any further explanation and just goes back to eating his share of curry. grumpily, because he's angy.
the pout will persist even as he shoves spoonful after spoonful of curry into his mouth. (don't mind him...) ]
[ Rokurou watches, chin resting on his hand, as Six grumpily shoves curry into his mouth. For a long moment, his gaze lingers on Six's mouth, and the pout that weighs on his lips.
Then stands up, without warning, leaning across the table to grab Six's chin and jerk his face up. He meets their lips in a firm press, thumb digging into the erune's jaw to keep him steady.
When he finally allows it to break, it's with a little smirk. ]
[ six is already halfway into avoiding rokurou's reach but the daemon proves to be faster, and once again, he finds his lips claimed in an unexpedted kiss. the embarrassed flush is immediate, a bright red that isn't going to go away any time soon. ]
... You're incorrigible regardless of your mood so it makes no difference to me.
[ the guy didn't even let him finish his curry, alas. and now he has no appetite for it because he's! too! annoyed!! why is he always the one to get swept away— ]
[ Look, he's sitting back down in his chair, putting his hands back on his cup where Six can see. Even if he wants to keep kissing him, lips tingling from that simple touch before, just begging for him to move forward again and make the second one deeper. ]
[ as far as he knows, he didn't wear an expression that warranted being called as such, but who knows how the daemon's mind works. it always confuses him even at the best of times and he's long since stopped trying to make sense of it. ]
I don't see how it suits me.
[ not that he's asking for clarification, but he had to say it. ]
[ Frankly, how is Six not cute? The way his voice changes pitch when he's embarrassed, the brightening of his face when he blushes, the pursing of his lips when he's annoyed or flustered ... they're all cute faces. Which is why his defense of Six making a cute face isn't a great one, when he's charmed by every single one the erune makes. ]
Hm... unless we could somehow trade places, I don't know if you'll understand.
[ He likes what he likes. That's not exactly easy to clarify or explain ....... and Six would probably just get annoyed if he tried. ]
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[ As he continues, picking out a nice piece of chicken to munch on. Happy to just enjoy the moment and good food, with the heat of green tea to wash it all back. ]
You should take some back with you. As leftovers. Like I said, there's plenty.
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[ at least this way, rokurou doesn't have to see him happily eat more of the curry!! then again he doesn't doubt the other will find a way to stalk him just to make sure he's even eating the food and not letting it go to waste. ]
But why did you make so much in the first place?
[ is he trying to fatten him up... is this his way of apologizing? ]
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[ ... and he might be used to cooking for a group, often times only whipping out more than what he needs when it's for five or more. ]
So yeah, I'm offering.
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[ surely he isn't the only one rokurou intends to feed, given how big the pot is. he busies himself with munching on another spoonful of curry while he waits for the answer, perking up as he bites into a nice piece of chicken.
this is so good... but he won't admit that out loud. ]
... If you give me two containers, perhaps the one staying with me would like to have some.
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[ And he actually looks rather pleased about it, that easier smile returning as he continues to eat through his meal. Hey, if the man likes curry, it's the more the merrier. ]
Curry reheats well too, so I can always finish off whatever doesn't go.
[ Leaning forward, he takes his cup into his hands as he watches Six for a moment, ]
Do you cook?
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he allows himself to relax after that, taking another sip of tea before he answers. ]
Only out of necessity. I learned in order to survive during the years I've spent alone but otherwise...
[ he pauses. ]
I did make the cookies from before, if this is why you're asking.
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[ They had looked homemade, though he hadn't questioned too much about it ... though now he thinks about Six baking. Which is .... cute. Very cute. Unexpected, but cute.
But it's really the beginning of that answer that he focuses on, tapping his fingers against the side of his tea mug. ]
Alone, huh...
[ Really, it's no wonder Six doesn't have favorites, from everything he's learned about the erune. ]
Do you know when your birthday is?
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... No. I've been met with disgust ever since I was born so I didn't know it was customary to celebrate one's birthday.
[ he puts his empty cup down. ]
Even if there was a date, it is long forgotten by now.
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[ In automatic response, Rokurou takes that empty cup and goes to refill it, continuing as he does, ]
You should pick one, if it's forgotten. You can't change the past, but the present and future don't have to follow it.
[ As he spoons matcha and fills it to near the edge with hot water, and then brings it back, setting it in front of Six. There's not much he can say to his having been rejected by his clan, no platitudes or soothing, because truth is truth. Painful it might be, fucked up or no, pretending like it hadn't happened or trying to soften an old blow isn't his style.
But forcing himself to look ahead? Yeah, that Rokurou can do. ]
And you have people now who do want to celebrate it.
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[ more than that, the captain's life is always worth celebrating. she's given so much to everyone around her that it's only right they come together to spoil her for one special day — and many other days, following that, because it's not like gratitude should be confined to just one day. ]
As for picking one for my own...
[ it isn't the first time someone has pointed that out to him, that despite the mistakes you've done in the past, it doesn't mean the present and future have to be dictated by it. there will always be the space to move forward, even for someone as wretched as he is, but his guilt and hatred are both so deeply ingrained within him that it's difficult concept for him to understand. it doesn't matter how many times he's been told the same thing. ]
I don't see a point to it. My life is hardly deserving of a celebration, even if others want to. That effort is better spent on someone whose existence is much more radiant than mine.
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[ Radiant ... that's definitely a word to define an existence. Rokurou's not even sure he agrees with it, particularly, when people come in so many different colors and forms. Darkness can be just as deep, alluring, and powerful as radiance. ]
I can just find another excuse to buy you some cake, anyway. I can cook, but I'm not so great with baking.
[ Cake for cookies, right? Even if he can't quite match up on the homemade part ... but then again, he does know someone that's an excellent cook all around. Maybe he can bribe a cake out of them. ]
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You don't need to give me a cake. What even brought this on? Because I gave you something?
[ please... if rokurou does this, he'll only feel obligated to return the favour and then they'll find themselves in an endless cycle. ]
Don't trouble yourself over something like that.
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[ A self-imposed mission ... for no other reason than he just feels like it. And he won't be swayed, Six should know that; Rokurou's too stubborn once he's decided he's going to do something.
Settling back into his seat, he helps himself to some more curry. ]
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[ perhaps six is beginning to realize that protests won't sway rokurou from chasing after a fruitless endeavour because he doesn't even say anything related to that, but he still wants to know why. whether or not he'll get an answer he can work with is still up in the air though.
the chances of it are pretty slim, considering the way rokurou is. ]
And what will you do if it turns out I don't like cake?
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[ Even if eating a whole cake is bound to give even a daemon a stomach ache, waste not want not ...
As for the rest, Rokurou merely shrugs, rubbing his neck as he glances upward, considering it. Why? It's not as though it matters so much, really, it's just that he feels like it. Would someone like Six accept an answer so simple? While they both tend to ruminate, between them, Rokurou is the one much more likely to let something go. ]
It's what I want to do, that's all. [ a pause— ] And ... I don't know. Maybe to show you that you don't have to be radiant to be worth it to someone.
[ Slowly, as he takes a sip of tea, ]
I've always liked the dark.
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he almost has no idea what to say.
the blush on his face conveys it way better than words can. ]
I... [ hello, six.exe is currently rebooting. ] I don't...
[ he's never going to get over how casually rokurou says it too. as if it's the most normal thing, to admit he finds six radiant in his own way. ]
... I want more curry.
[ this is the only way he can escape such an awkward conversation. he can only hope the daemon doesn't ask him what he was going to say. ]
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[ Rokurou stands, taking Six's bowl away with him to fill it back up with curry and rice. He doesn't mention how dark a shade of crimson the erune is blushing, or how he seems to have forgotten words—better to let it soak in, treat it seriously, because it is serious. That hadn't been ribbing, or teasing.
And whatever Six wanted to say, it'll come out when the time is right. When he's ready to say it.
Returning to the table, Rokurou places the bowl in front of Six and gives the man's hair another affectionate ruffle. ]
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what's more is he doesn't quite expect the hair ruffle again so he doesn't even have a chance to dodge it. his ears droop down, the picture-perfect representation of defeat. ]
Why do you keep doing that?
[ it's not because his ears are sort or anything. nothing to do with that at all. ]
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[ It takes him a second to realize what Six is talking about—and he keeps ruffling as he does. Stops when he does, but not before giving one of those airplaned ears a tweak. ]
Oh, this? I don't know. Guess it's just a habit when—[ someone's being cute, when he's feeling affectionate, both at once ]—... you know. I'm in a good mood.
[ He leaves Six to his curry, taking a seat across the table again. ]
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I can't even begin to imagine why you're in a good mood.
[ all that happened in the last few minutes is rokurou successfully confusing six even more, and he doesn't see that as something to be happy about, unless the daemon thinks it's a joyous occasion to continue to make no sense at all. still, he won't pursue any further explanation and just goes back to eating his share of curry. grumpily, because he's angy.
the pout will persist even as he shoves spoonful after spoonful of curry into his mouth. (don't mind him...) ]
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Then stands up, without warning, leaning across the table to grab Six's chin and jerk his face up. He meets their lips in a firm press, thumb digging into the erune's jaw to keep him steady.
When he finally allows it to break, it's with a little smirk. ]
Better good than bad, no?
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... You're incorrigible regardless of your mood so it makes no difference to me.
[ the guy didn't even let him finish his curry, alas. and now he has no appetite for it because he's! too! annoyed!! why is he always the one to get swept away— ]
Keep your hands and mouth to yourself.
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[ Look, he's sitting back down in his chair, putting his hands back on his cup where Six can see. Even if he wants to keep kissing him, lips tingling from that simple touch before, just begging for him to move forward again and make the second one deeper. ]
You made a cute face.
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[ as far as he knows, he didn't wear an expression that warranted being called as such, but who knows how the daemon's mind works. it always confuses him even at the best of times and he's long since stopped trying to make sense of it. ]
I don't see how it suits me.
[ not that he's asking for clarification, but he had to say it. ]
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[ Frankly, how is Six not cute? The way his voice changes pitch when he's embarrassed, the brightening of his face when he blushes, the pursing of his lips when he's annoyed or flustered ... they're all cute faces. Which is why his defense of Six making a cute face isn't a great one, when he's charmed by every single one the erune makes. ]
Hm... unless we could somehow trade places, I don't know if you'll understand.
[ He likes what he likes. That's not exactly easy to clarify or explain ....... and Six would probably just get annoyed if he tried. ]
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