[This is actually terrifying?? Sanji leans into the phone screen once he realizes what's going on, biting at one of his nails when the lizard gets captured and then wincing as the poor bastard gets pounced by a million snakes.]
I didn't know snakes could do that--
[Nooooo D8 It's going to die??? Sanji doesn't even want to look.]
[ This is the most intense thing he's seen in a while?? Almost without thinking, he reaches out to grab Sanji's arm, but manages to compromise when he realises what he's doing, and catch hold of his sleeve instead. ]
They're just mauling him... do you think he can make it out of that? He's certainly small and nimble enough.
[ Nooooooooooooo.
In the background, the lizard lifts it's head, probably unnoticed by the duo staring at the phone. ]
[Sanji barely notices Yusuke clinging at his shirt; the man's too busy upgrading from fingernail biting to chewing on the front of his shirt, pulling at it in his anxiety]
C'mon...
[--And just when it looks like all hope is lost, the lizard does sneak through the mass of snakes to freedom, but it might be a short-lived victory. Snakes from all different directions are coming for it now, slithering after in the hopes of overwhelming their prey through sheer numbers alone.]
Determination, perhaps? Fighting for one's life can produce miracles.
[ Run little lizard, run. Run, little lizard, run!!
Behind them, the larger lizard turns his head, looking between the two of them. What a sight they must be, hunched over something it can't see. One clinging to the other, while the other chews on his own clothes. ]
[For once, Sanji is not going to be a salty sardine and drop some line about how determination just gets you kicked out of your house, he is too invested in the Little Lizard that Could--]
Maybe if he makes it over the cliff--!
[Holy shit, watch that poor kid go! There's one snake in particular that's hot on its heels, snapping and slithering to try and cut the lizard off, but their boy just keeps running for it, climbing higher and higher...]
... That would be the ultimate form of betrayal, wouldn't it?
[Sanji doesn't sound that fussed? But then again, this is the type of shit Baren would absolutely terrorize him with, so he's just developed a thick skin to it.]
C'mon, let's get this over with-- oh right, you wanted a trash bag, too...
[Alright, he'll make a pit stop to the kitchen to grab one, and now they can be off!]
[ Yusuke feels his grip on Sanji's sleeve tighten, and he can hear himself muttering advice for the little lizard as well. It can run, it can do it! And then it makes a fantastic leap across a tiny chasm and the snake on its heels plummets uselessly into it. ]
[Okay I'm sorry but Sanji nearly starts laughing/crying at the fuckin snake that drops into the abyss, and instead ends up making a choked noise trying to cover it up.]
Look! It's alive!
[WATCHING WITH WET, GLASSY EYES, their little cherub lizard is triumphant...! Sniffle... sniffle...]
[ Oh. ... Wow, Sanji is really touched by this moment, isn't he? He's glad that the lizard made it, and will live another day, yes. But he is not close to tears. ]
Are... [ He lifts his hand so that he can squeeze Sanji's wrist lightly, around the fabric of his clothes. ] Are you alright?
Sanji doesn't seem to know how to answer at first, giving another sniffle and looking in Yusuke's direction before he realizes that uh...]
-- Ugh. [Expression immediately flipping as he locks his shoulders into a pout, chewing on his shirt for a different reason] That dumbass was such a bleeding heart over everything! Now he's rubbing off on me!
Is it really a bad thing to be moved by something like a small creature living despite the odds being stacked against it?
[ He’s absently rubbing a soothing circle against Sanji’s wrist through the fabric of his clothes now — so focused on not making skin contact and causing Sanji to shift away that he fails to catch the odd wheezing sounds behind them. In the background, the large lizard seems to be laughing. Wheezey and more like a body motion than an audible laugh, but there’s liquid pooling in his eyes and he seems to be having a great time watching all this.
[WHELP. It didn't take long for Sanji to realize he's being made fun of by a lizard of all things, though honestly, his comedic switch for tears to fury only makes the creature guffaw more, tail banging into the rock with great enthusiasm]
Listen you little shit, the only reason I don't come over there is I'll get slime everywhere!!
[TURNS OUT THEY'RE A GREAT COMEDIC ACT. Also Sanji, no one can take you seriously when you're oozing. He can't even properly set on fire.
[ Well. Uh. At least they got the lizard laughing. And are continuing to keep the lizard laughing the longer Sanji yells at it. Carefully letting go of his sleeve, Yusuke carefully steps out of the boat and creeps a little closer to the creature. Please keep yelling, Sanji. It seems to be loving this.
It takes a lot of concentration, but he's able to use Goemon to freeze a few of the tears as they fall - catching them and popping them into what looks like a small milk bottle. Something simple to carry around in his pocket. Now he just has to uh... get past that tail again and back to the boat. Can they even get out via the boat? The current is still out there, and it's likely to pull them right back here again, isn't it?
[Being de-slimed? Best feeling in the world, in Sanji's opinion. It's a miracle everyday when he doesn't feel the need to soak in the bath for hours at a time, and while it'd be a stretch to call him cheery, his mood has significantly improved from the last month.
So much, in fact, that he's dragging Yusuke to the beach once their schedules are clear. Nothing fancy -- just some food he made for the picnic, a few choice dishes he knows his boyfriend will like, and a beautiful spot for Yusuke to draw by, should he be in the mood.
As for himself? Well. It should irritate him how much of his past life's tendencies are starting to draw themselves out, but he just can't be angry when he's near the ocean, either. He didn't even bring something to do; Sanji is content enough to lay next to Yusuke on the blanket, listening to the waves
[ Seconded. Being de-slimed wasn't just a good thing for Sanji, but also a great thing for Yusuke as well. While he hasn't been dealing with the side effects of being literally covered in slime for weeks on end, he has been dealing with grump and avoidance that comes from one who has.
And y'know. He likes physical contact, something that Sanji had been purposely avoiding for a couple of weeks. Not that he didn't understand why, but... he likes being able to hug Sanji whenever he wants, hold his hand whenever he feels like it, and being abruptly denied it had been tough.
...
So he's shamelessly close now, while Sanji is sprawled out on the blanket, half tangling their legs together as he focuses on sketching away. ]
... Hm?
[ Oh. He's being spoken to. Oh this is awkward. ]
You, mostly. [ Look. Sanji is one of his favourite subjects, okay? Okay. ]
-- You are really good for my ego some days. [He sounds more amused than anything, and rather than crane his head over Yusuke's shoulder, settles for getting even more comfy on the blanket. Nosy and lazy.]
Do I even wanna know how many drawings you've got of me?
[ Yusuke Kitagawa knows what he likes. Lift your shirt up more, dammit. ]
I'm glad to be of some use. [ Pls. He nudges Sanji in the side with his foot, before focusing on his art again. ] You are an aesthetically pleasing subject to draw, although I am admittedly biased.
[ So lazy. But it is a lazy kind of day, so that's fine. Probably. ]
[Not that Sanji's got a problem with this -- he really doesn't. That just doesn't do anything to quell his curiosity, as has been established, and his head lulls to the side so he can get a better look at Yusuke from his position.]
... Can I see some of 'em?
[A pause, and then almost spoken too quickly--]
I mean, if that shit's private, it's not a problem or anything.
[ Yusuke brushes some eraser dust from the paper, and looks down at his current sketch for a moment before nodding. ]
I don't mind. You are a prominent feature in the sketchbook, so it's only fair.
[ He snaps it shut and holds it out to Sanji with little fanfare. ]
In a way, I suppose it is private. There are pieces I would not share with the world at large in there, but I m fine sharing them with you. [ Get ready for like seven pictures of you asleep with artistically placed sheets, Sanji. It's his favourite thing to draw. ]
Sanji might have underestimated what "a lot" actually meant in this context, given how his eyebrows arch once he starts flipping through the book (still on his back, the lazy sod). He's careful to keep any sand off the pictures, turning the pages with a delicate touch, until he makes the first of many amused, offhanded comments]
Did you fluff up the sheets around me before drawing this?
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