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[bookoverflowers]

[if he's being honest with himself, he's still angry. accepting, but angry. so there's no music coming out of boys' 21 today, just silence. rui is curled up on the bed, reading, and waiting for a knock he's still not sure is going to come]

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[wetfortono]

[he'd have been here before breakfast, even, if he'd been able to think of what to say, but he waited til noon in case you slept in. he raps at the door once, lightly, before deciding WHAT A PATHETIC KNOCK and trying again more firmly]

[bookoverflowers]

[that weak little knock is what keeps him from startling at the louder one. he puts the book down and sits up]

It's open.

[wetfortono]

[lets himself in, then, shifting the paper bag he brought and still isn't sure will be welcome, much like himself]

Ah... Hello, Rui.

[bookoverflowers]

Yo.

[he doesn't move, but he does gesture for ryuu to sit]

[wetfortono]

[just puts the bag down on a table instead of handing it over, because there are more important things to do right now, like park his butt like he was signaled to]

[bookoverflowers]

Do you understand why I'm angry?

[wetfortono]

[acknowledging that puts another drafty hole in the pit of his stomach, but he manages not to flinch]

I didn't... consider you.

[bookoverflowers]

Not like a person. Like a thing.

I'm not whatever you think I am.

[wetfortono]

[brings himself to blink at the ceiling for a moment]

I keep making that same mistake. I don't even notice.

[bookoverflowers]

You're too busy not liking yourself to think about anyone else.

[wetfortono]

...

[bookoverflowers]

...

[wetfortono]

... Hm. I shouldn't assume things about anyone just because I can't.

[bookoverflowers]

[text to jiu wu]

The pleasure of your company is requested.

[powerisyours]

I can be there in five.

[ true to his word, not five minutes later there's a knock on your door ]

[bookoverflowers]

[he looks tired when he opens the door, a half-eaten apple in hand]

Yo.

[powerisyours]

[ you do look tired and he probably does, too

letting himself in, though ]

Yo.

[bookoverflowers]

[oh good let's be tired together. he gestures at the bed, and then at the paper bag]

Apple?

[powerisyours]

Mm, that'd be nice, thank you.

[ he's even being nice enough to make these clunky boots go away before traipsing through your humble abode ]

[bookoverflowers]

[your politeness is appreciated, rui likes an undirtyish floor and also boots are inappropriate for bed. where he is going after he tosses you an apple. he'll just flop down on the mattress and take a bite of his own]

[powerisyours]

[ rubbing his apple on his shirt for a moment, and then he'll join you in the flopping and apple-munching

a quiet companion for the moment ]

[bookoverflowers]

[rui is not the most verbal of guys on a good day. today is not a good day. today is the kind of day where he'll put an arm under your neck and then lie there and stare at the ceiling]

[powerisyours]

[ jiu wu is generally quite verbal but he has his bouts of no words sometimes, too. this is one of those times, and he's going to use your shoulder as a headrest and chew quietly on this here apple instead ]

[bookoverflowers]

[that's good enough. rui will eat his apple and possibly play with jiu wu's hair a bit with the non-apple hand]

[powerisyours]

[ he definitely cannot complain; he's just shifting a little to situate himself a bit more comfortably against you

his apple is gone pretty quick, though--core and all ]