[ Okay. Okay, heck. Yusuke just kinda leans back a little, into the back of the sofa, but doesnāt release his grip on Sanjiās hand, like heās even more concerned he might bolt now. First thing is first: ]
No, Iām not interested in breaking up because the flora of Magatus got incredibly good at mental manipulation since we were last there.
[ He turns his head to pin Sanji with a look - thereās a lot of exasperation there, and some anger, but something undeniably fond as well. ]
If I did not think you were worth my time, I would not have given you over six weeks of it freely. [ And thatās one thing that couldnāt be a lie even if he tried: if heād ever got tired or fed up with Sanji, he would have told him immediately. Honesty and all that. ]
And that's the problem here, isn't it? Sanji knows himself and can see the symptoms: that he's never gonna get anywhere if he keeps insisting he's dirt his partners have to scrape off the floor. They'll get tired of it, rightfully, so, and eventually just leave hi--
... Tch.
He is such a piece of work.]
... So you're happy? [He asks that question instead, fingers flexing against Yusuke's as a question.]
[ He squeezes his hand ā lightly, and just once. But hopefully itās significant. ]
For clarification, I donāt expect to be completely happy all of the time. Expecting that out of any relationship - romantic or platonic -seems incredibly naĆÆve. But overall? Yes, very much so.
[ ... and hereās the important part: ]
Personally, I think that you are too criticial of yourself, and too quick to assume the worst of both yourself and the situation at hand. [ Heād brought this up when theyād discussed dating in the first place ā Sanji had been so certain it would just implode on itself before even giving himself, and more frustratingly Yusuke, a chance to see how things would work out otherwise. In assuming the worst in himself, to an extent heās assuming the worst of others as well. That they wonāt be willing to confront him about his bullshit, or work with and around it. Thereās a limit to everyoneās tolerance, certainly, but that tolerance is rarely going to start at zero. ]
No. It would be somewhat hypocritical of me if I did.
[ ... ]
Yes, well. He does continue to display some self-sacrificing habits, but ... we did have a good talk with him earlier in the month. I hope some of it sunk in.
[Nanashi stretches his hand outwards and a blueish magic circle forms under them. A demonic bird appears before Yusuke a moment after. It might remind him of persona summoning. ]
[A breath of a laugh, nearly silent. He tilts his head so he has a better look at their joined hands, squeezing back.]
Would you believe I don't hear that much?
[Besides Baren, who only on the barest of occasions will remind Sanji to pull his head out of his ass, the man doesn't get close enough to anyone for that kind of honesty. A disaster of his own making and he knows it.]
I'm used to shit exploding around me. [It feels like something he's mentioned before, but maybe never quite like this: weatherworn and downtrodden.]
Don't get me wrong, I know it's no excuse. [But it's why he... always left in the past. He has no excuses to offer, no words of comfort, just an explosion of brimstone. It'd always seemed kinder to run away.]
[ Itās not accusatory, just spoken like a true fact. Heās not pulling away from Sanji - quite the opposite really. Heās still got a hold of his hand. ]
It isnāt as simple as me telling you this, but to me making that assumption every time something goes wrong sounds like you think the worst of yourself, and little of the people around you regarding their ability to weather whatever happens.
[ Big words from someone in their first relationship, but heās seen other relationships around him and knows enough to be aware theyāre not meant to be all good all the time. Itās a lot of work. ]
Kinda hard to answer when there's nothing untrue in those statements.
It's that second part that actually cuts, however, and tightens his shoulders into knots. When you get accustomed to your own weaknesses, that's one thing, but he supposes somewhere down the line he didn't see how terribly that affected his opinion of everyone else.
-- Can't say he gives a shit, either. He doesn't trust people to weather him correctly.
Shit, but applying that same nasty logic to anyone he cares about, to Yusuke...]
Eh. You do better than most people I know at putting up with my shit.
[ Itās not like they can pretend Yusuke didnāt drag Sanji into the idea of even giving him the chance to try a date kicking and screaming. If he wasnāt decent at smashing through Sanjiās bullshit they probably wouldnāt be sat here now. Or would be taking much longer getting here. ]
Thatās... good to know. [ And it is. Heās just... treating this how he thinks he should, and hearing itās working is a relief. ]
But it isnāt āputting up withā. [ Thereās the difference. Sanji sees it as Yusuke putting up with a part of him, whereas to Yusuke itās just... part and parcel of Sanji. Heās cutting and heās blunt and doesnāt suffer fools lightly, but neither does Yusuke and that bluntness is easier for him to navigate than veiled words and subtle misdirection. ] No one is making me spend time with you. I can keep repeating it like a broken record until it sinks in.
[ Yusuke's eyes go a little wide - it is similar, enough to surprise him, but there are more than enough differences to tell him this isn't the same as a Persona summoning.
But there's no fear as he approaches. ]
Oh, a bird. Does it have a specific element?
[ Like Goemon, and ice. Or Ann's Carmen and her fire powers. ]
[It's the kind of offhanded comment Sanji didn't realize needed fixing until Yusuke corrects it. Shouldn't be a surprise at this stage, but hell, he can't help but be baffled by how ingrained this shit is. His head bows as if chastised]
No... you don't have to keep saying it. [Lord, he hopes that he's not so much of a mess as to need constant reassurance. Running a hand through his hair, he tries to work the frustration out of himself, one of his legs giving into nervous tapping]
... For the shitty record, I don't wanna... [Raking a hand through his hair again] Uh, end things here.
[Because he's... happy? Content? Something close to it. And he realizes maybe he hasn't made that part clear, that he offers Yusuke the opportunity to leave because it's what he expects... not because he wants it.]
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