Bullying you-- I only meant it to be fun, I swear-- and pushing you into something I kinda realized later might be really, um... hurtful? Because of how Nem can be, partially, but mostly because I, uh...
[ considers the pocky, before sucking the pink out of it, and offering it to hurricane if he really wants to try-- it's kinda sad and grey now... ]
... didn't really occur to me that my picking Nem for a joke might've possibly been, uh... right. 'Til I saw your expression. And I kept being kinda mean about it, and I shouldn't've? But like-- I guess I just wanted to... ask. Like, if that's the case. Cuz I care about you, and her. A lot.
[My god, what even is all of this emotional honesty, he is going to get hives or something.]
[By the time she's halfway through, he's looking acutely uncomfortable. By the time she's done, he is nowhere near eye contact. His gaze is somewhere on the balcony floor.]
[He takes the pocky and munches it, just for an excuse to not answer right away. He doesn't say anything until the whole stick is gone, tbh.]
[ a non-answer is practically a yes, when it comes to something like this, and when it comes to someone as allergic to feelings talk as hurricane.
she considers it for a moment, frowning at her hands-- takes another pocky, sucks out the pink, hands it over again.
They're vaguely strawberry-flavored when grey, but... kinda bland. ]
I mean... I want you both to be happy, so it kinda matters to me? And I know you don't say nothin' about anything, so if you were the same way-- I thought about you just holding onto it and here I am, acting like a big idiot, dating your best friend, and I didn't even think about you in the process, at first? And I mean, like... I know... why would I have? We weren't really friends, at first, but now...
[ quiets for a moment ]
I mean. I don't regret nothin' about how things are now. I'm just sayin'-- if you feel that way about her... you should go for it? Or don't, if I'm wrong, or you don't wanna. I'm kinda assuming a lot about this, but, um...
...
I think... love is important, whether it's... friendship, or what. Especially in a place like this. So...
[He munches his way through the next stick of pocky; the milder flavor is pretty nice, honestly, and even if it wasn't, he's not especially a picky eater.]
[When she gets done talking, it takes him a beat or two to find the right words.]
...sounds like we're on the same page.
Place like this, you gotta go for what makes you happy, right? So I'm glad, too. That you and her - like. That you figured stuff out.
[ pauses with the next stick in her mouth, finally looking back over at him with her brows furrowed-- more confused than anything. ]
You're glad? I mean. Um. I'm-- happy? If you really are. But... s'not really about me, you know? And like. You get it, right? That you shouldn't let me being here stop you, if you really feel that way? Like-- it's a two-way thing. I want you to be happy but I also want her to have anything she wants, too. And you two are way closer than I'm ever gonna be besides.
[ flopleans against his shoulder, biting half the pocky stick to give him the half that wasn't hanging from her mouth. cuz thats just polite. ]
... you're one of the bravest dudes I know, so. I guess I feel like you should put that courage to good use more.
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[ smiles, and tears a pack open to pull one of the pocky sticks out. ]
... so, uh. First off. I wanted to apologize, kinda.
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[ considers the pocky, before sucking the pink out of it, and offering it to hurricane if he really wants to try-- it's kinda sad and grey now... ]
... didn't really occur to me that my picking Nem for a joke might've possibly been, uh... right. 'Til I saw your expression. And I kept being kinda mean about it, and I shouldn't've? But like-- I guess I just wanted to... ask. Like, if that's the case. Cuz I care about you, and her. A lot.
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[By the time she's halfway through, he's looking acutely uncomfortable. By the time she's done, he is nowhere near eye contact. His gaze is somewhere on the balcony floor.]
[He takes the pocky and munches it, just for an excuse to not answer right away. He doesn't say anything until the whole stick is gone, tbh.]
I mean.
...does it even really matter?
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she considers it for a moment, frowning at her hands-- takes another pocky, sucks out the pink, hands it over again.
They're vaguely strawberry-flavored when grey, but... kinda bland. ]
I mean... I want you both to be happy, so it kinda matters to me? And I know you don't say nothin' about anything, so if you were the same way-- I thought about you just holding onto it and here I am, acting like a big idiot, dating your best friend, and I didn't even think about you in the process, at first? And I mean, like... I know... why would I have? We weren't really friends, at first, but now...
[ quiets for a moment ]
I mean. I don't regret nothin' about how things are now. I'm just sayin'-- if you feel that way about her... you should go for it? Or don't, if I'm wrong, or you don't wanna. I'm kinda assuming a lot about this, but, um...
...
I think... love is important, whether it's... friendship, or what. Especially in a place like this. So...
[ and trails off. ]
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[When she gets done talking, it takes him a beat or two to find the right words.]
...sounds like we're on the same page.
Place like this, you gotta go for what makes you happy, right? So I'm glad, too. That you and her - like. That you figured stuff out.
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You're glad? I mean. Um. I'm-- happy? If you really are. But... s'not really about me, you know? And like. You get it, right? That you shouldn't let me being here stop you, if you really feel that way? Like-- it's a two-way thing. I want you to be happy but I also want her to have anything she wants, too. And you two are way closer than I'm ever gonna be besides.
[ flopleans against his shoulder, biting half the pocky stick to give him the half that wasn't hanging from her mouth. cuz thats just polite. ]
... you're one of the bravest dudes I know, so. I guess I feel like you should put that courage to good use more.
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...man. You must not know a lot of people.
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...tastes fine, by the way.
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[And eventually:]
...it's fine. For real.
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It's okay for it to be not fine too. M'not gonna think bad of you no matter what's going on, 'kay? Just want everyone to be happy, when we can.
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Just... I kinda want her to be happy more than anyone. Y'know?
[He's just kind of leaning on her more than hugging, honestly.]
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she hums a bit, gently petting. ]
I know. ... I get it. Way I see things, though, as a third party? ... think she's happiest when you're happy too.
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[May or may not be leaning into the hair pets a little, unconsciously.]
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As long as you're both okay, I can't complain. ... but you can always push for more happiness, if you need to. 'Kay?
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Pops a pocky stick in his mouth ]
Promise I'll help. Where I can.
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Just - no more surprise dates. Kay?
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Sorry.
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[ finally releasing him and sitting back again. ]
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