[ - and given Baren's personality, if he thought the mountain of gag gifts was enough, he would've left it at that. He wasn't big on gifts even when they were dating the first time. The closest he got to consistency was sneaking an extra bottle of wine into Chuuya's apartment each time his birthday passed. Exchanging gifts romantically still doesn't suit him.
But when Chuuya opens up the envelope he'll find a simple swipe card - the same kind that Baren uses in the elevator to gain access to the penthouse.
He doesn't say anything more. He figures the key speaks for itself.]
[chuuya stares at the card in his hand for a few long moments, then glances up to baren, eyes still wide in disbelief. he's only been here a couple times, this is probably the most private place baren has, and he's trusting him with a key.]
Does- no, shit, you already said she knew about it before me. Fuck. Baren, you--
[whatever words chuuya's searching for there, he never finds them. he just shakes his head and leans up to press an insistent kiss to baren's mouth, his free hand pulling him down to meet him partway.]
[Until Chuuya, this apartment had existed only for Baren and Okuni.
It was their agreement - that it's the place where they get to be themselves, no strings attached. Whether that meant chaos or calm, they didn't have to hide anything there. Baren is almost laughing when Chuuya pulls him down for a kiss and Baren meets him immediately, pressing a second, third, fourth kiss against Chuuya's lips.
When he pulls back, it's automatic how he tucks Chuuya's hair behind his ear.]
Yeah, yeah. She knows.
I know you just got your new place - uh, our? [He's still learning.] But now you get this one too.
[it's not the kisses that make his face heat up a bit, but the way baren tucks his hair behind his ear. ugh. he's pretty sure it should be illegal for affectionate little gestures like that to be so endearing, damnit.]
Then I guess I'm just going to have to start hanging around here more often.
[chuuya reaches up to comb lightly through baren's hair, fingertips brushing against that hair ornament as he does.]
Careful, though, that was almost gross too. Maybe we'll both need trash bins to deal with each other.
Yeah, well, that's technically your fault for sleeping over so much, isn't it?
[have another smooch, baren. chuuya doesn't have to lean up as much, though... he's floating a little without really noticing it. thanks, gravity powers.]
[DECLARING IT LIKE A FACT - but also if Chuuya's gonna float then Baren's just gonna go ahead and. Wrap Chuuya up in the blanket he brought up like he's a burrito?? Trapped.... And then picking him up and moving to carry him right over his shoulder on the way back inside.]
[HE NEVER ASKED TO BE A BOYFRIEND BURRITO.... it's then that he realizes his feet weren't even on the ground, and he lets out a frustrated huff as he squirms in baren's hold.]
Mention what? That you're just as good as a sack of potatoes as a boyfriend?
[BAREN.
He's just being rude... but he'll wrinkle his nose as he passes by the remaining presents that they left on the floor. He mumbles a brief "I'll come back for that" before taking Chuuya over to his bedroom. He deposits him on the floor pretty easily, pressing a kiss to his forehead before he goes.]
Entertain yourself for a sec.
[ - because he's gonna go clean up the living room.
At least it shouldn't be too hard for Chuuya to find something because on Baren's bed is one more present apparently? It's addressed to Chuuya and once he opens it he'll find a beautifully made kimono. There's a note from Baren's sister right along with the gift, of course, short and sweet to welcome him home.]
[he shouts that after baren, but then he realizes there's something on it already. chuuya wriggles his way out of the blanket and opens the present up-
and when baren returns he'll find chuuya already dressed in the kimono, chilling on his bed and waiting for him to get back.]
Your sister's got really good taste.
[he's still busy looking it over even while he's wearing it, fingers tracing along the fabric. this is absolutely one of the prettiest things he's worn, he loves it.]
[And here's Baren, coming back in with his small mountain of gag gifts for Chuuya ranging from frilly aprons, a jack in the box, an assortment of ridiculous intimate accessories, and whatever else... and he's just gonna put them off to the side somewhere that they won't get in the way. Also arranged into a tidier display...
But then he'll roll his eyes when he catches Chuuya, closing the door behind him before going to join his boyfriend on the bed.]
S'probably the same kind as we have...
[because they're absolutely a family that would treasure having fancy kimonos?? and he'll lean in to give chuuya a kiss]
[but he'll siiigh before getting up to change... he's not sleeping in this, it's way too nice.
once it's safely put away and he's comfortable again, chuuya slides back in beside baren, and this time he gets close right away. he doesn't say anything for a moment, but when he does, it's with his face half-pressed against him.]
Thanks, Baren. For all of this.
-love you.
[it's christmas just accept the love without yelling baren]
[yep THERE HE FUCKING GOES OUT OF THE BED, god, why is his boyfriend like this
chuuya rolls off the bed with a shout, then hauls himself back up and clambers onto it, grabbing a pillow along the way and just. smacking it into baren's face.]
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[ - and given Baren's personality, if he thought the mountain of gag gifts was enough, he would've left it at that. He wasn't big on gifts even when they were dating the first time. The closest he got to consistency was sneaking an extra bottle of wine into Chuuya's apartment each time his birthday passed. Exchanging gifts romantically still doesn't suit him.
But when Chuuya opens up the envelope he'll find a simple swipe card - the same kind that Baren uses in the elevator to gain access to the penthouse.
He doesn't say anything more. He figures the key speaks for itself.]
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[chuuya stares at the card in his hand for a few long moments, then glances up to baren, eyes still wide in disbelief. he's only been here a couple times, this is probably the most private place baren has, and he's trusting him with a key.]
Does- no, shit, you already said she knew about it before me. Fuck. Baren, you--
[whatever words chuuya's searching for there, he never finds them. he just shakes his head and leans up to press an insistent kiss to baren's mouth, his free hand pulling him down to meet him partway.]
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It was their agreement - that it's the place where they get to be themselves, no strings attached. Whether that meant chaos or calm, they didn't have to hide anything there. Baren is almost laughing when Chuuya pulls him down for a kiss and Baren meets him immediately, pressing a second, third, fourth kiss against Chuuya's lips.
When he pulls back, it's automatic how he tucks Chuuya's hair behind his ear.]
Yeah, yeah. She knows.
I know you just got your new place - uh, our? [He's still learning.] But now you get this one too.
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Then I guess I'm just going to have to start hanging around here more often.
[chuuya reaches up to comb lightly through baren's hair, fingertips brushing against that hair ornament as he does.]
Careful, though, that was almost gross too. Maybe we'll both need trash bins to deal with each other.
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[HUFFS.]
Since you apparently have sooooo much trouble sleeping alone now.
[JERK.]
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[have another smooch, baren. chuuya doesn't have to lean up as much, though... he's floating a little without really noticing it. thanks, gravity powers.]
I can sleep alone. I just don't want to.
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[DECLARING IT LIKE A FACT - but also if Chuuya's gonna float then Baren's just gonna go ahead and. Wrap Chuuya up in the blanket he brought up like he's a burrito?? Trapped.... And then picking him up and moving to carry him right over his shoulder on the way back inside.]
M'kay, I'm cold. We're going back in.
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[HE NEVER ASKED TO BE A BOYFRIEND BURRITO.... it's then that he realizes his feet weren't even on the ground, and he lets out a frustrated huff as he squirms in baren's hold.]
I swear, if you mention this to anyone...
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[BAREN.
He's just being rude... but he'll wrinkle his nose as he passes by the remaining presents that they left on the floor. He mumbles a brief "I'll come back for that" before taking Chuuya over to his bedroom. He deposits him on the floor pretty easily, pressing a kiss to his forehead before he goes.]
Entertain yourself for a sec.
[ - because he's gonna go clean up the living room.
At least it shouldn't be too hard for Chuuya to find something because on Baren's bed is one more present apparently? It's addressed to Chuuya and once he opens it he'll find a beautifully made kimono. There's a note from Baren's sister right along with the gift, of course, short and sweet to welcome him home.]
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[he shouts that after baren, but then he realizes there's something on it already. chuuya wriggles his way out of the blanket and opens the present up-
and when baren returns he'll find chuuya already dressed in the kimono, chilling on his bed and waiting for him to get back.]
Your sister's got really good taste.
[he's still busy looking it over even while he's wearing it, fingers tracing along the fabric. this is absolutely one of the prettiest things he's worn, he loves it.]
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But then he'll roll his eyes when he catches Chuuya, closing the door behind him before going to join his boyfriend on the bed.]
S'probably the same kind as we have...
[because they're absolutely a family that would treasure having fancy kimonos?? and he'll lean in to give chuuya a kiss]
Let me guess - her idea of making it official?
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[he'll take that kiss, but he doesn't curl close just yet. instead, chuuya just grins up at him, chin resting in his palm.]
You have them too, huh? We should match then.
[c'mon baren he wants to see it, put it on.]
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We're going to bed...
[why would he put it on and then take it off again, and these are nice kimonos so he doesn't even want to do anything nasty with them]
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[baren has a point, but also chuuya isn't giving up entirely.]
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[it's kind of ironic how the purgatory twins still do hatsumode but sshhh]
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[why does he have to wait, this is Unfair]
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[shamelessly, pressing another kiss to chuuya's temple]
Now c'mon, if you behave I'll give you something good.
[will he really?? who can say]
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[but he'll siiigh before getting up to change... he's not sleeping in this, it's way too nice.
once it's safely put away and he's comfortable again, chuuya slides back in beside baren, and this time he gets close right away. he doesn't say anything for a moment, but when he does, it's with his face half-pressed against him.]
Thanks, Baren. For all of this.
-love you.
[it's christmas just accept the love without yelling baren]
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any sort of peace whatsoever
because baren is just going to flip chuuya right out of bed again if he has anything to say about it]
Chuu, shut up!!
[WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO HIM
(his heart's beating too fast and there's pink crawling up his neck and even if he's scowling like a motherfucker he's touched, really]
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[yep THERE HE FUCKING GOES OUT OF THE BED, god, why is his boyfriend like this
chuuya rolls off the bed with a shout, then hauls himself back up and clambers onto it, grabbing a pillow along the way and just. smacking it into baren's face.]
You heard me!
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I did, now shut up...!!
[UGHHHHH.]
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I don't know, I'm not sure you were paying attention. Maybe I should tell you again...
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except for how baren is going to just duck that swing and settle for more or less tackling chuuya instead]
Did you know that some people still think I'm the asshole in the relationship? They don't know shit about what a pain in the ass you are—
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[chuuya shoves at him, wriggling and trying to roll them over. get off him, damnit.]
But you're my asshole, so.
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baren just sticks his tongue out]
I beg to differ. I think you're kind of a jerk.
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