[Because painting is superior. But he's trying to rein it in, is he managing?]
Certainly. Sooner rather than later, but once we've settled into our new educational routine. [He's not cruel enough to impose on her when she's tired from class just so he can yell about the beauty of her flower garden.] I am thinking it would be best to look at it from a positive angle - the pops of colour in dull background may make them stand out even more.
[Ahh. Lovely.
Yusuke has forgotten all about his ice cream, considering the beauty of Haru's garden and how it might look in a post-Retrospec world. It's melting down the sides of the cone and running dangerously close to dropping onto his hands. RIP his ice cream and his money.]
[ THEN WHY AREN'T YOU ASLEEP? After a good fight, he conquers his cat and placates him through vigorous petting. Morrigan continues to purr, tugging on his arm to make sure he isn't going anywhere. Anyway, it isn't too late, so he thinks they can stay up talking a bit.
Akira will just hang out over by the ledge so he can see Yusuke. Hmm. ]
I didn't get to tell you this yesterday, but I got a boyfriend... His name is Goro Akechi and I hope you two can get along. Maybe you know him already?
[ FRIENDSHIP would be a bonus, but baby steps. Despite how he knows about. Well. A lot of issues that might arise in the future.
That isn't the only thing he wants to talk about (he kind of wants to talk about random stuff), but it's a start? ]
The choice aspect decreased the longer time went on. Nowadays you almost need one for certain applications or internet based sign ups, but originally it was not the same global phenomenon.
That is a relief. Thank you for not accidentally harming him, or pushing him to an extent he harms himself.
Maybe two or three weeks after classes start? I'm sure the cats and maman would love to see you again! [Her mom in particular is always happy to see Yusuke, for... reasons. That may or may not have to do with how close Haru is to him.
And... yeah, Haru's attention is on the ocean again, now that she's saved her own ice cream, so she's not noticing Yusuke's starting to melt over and towards his hand. RIP his ice cream and his money.]
[Because someone's calling him and waking him up?? He was dozing off, it wouldn't have taken much to ruin that tough, to be fair.
Yusuke shifts himself so he's not got his head just hanging out over the edge of the bed with no neck support - it'd be awkward if he got a headrush and fell out of bed or something.]
Akechi...?
[... Hmm.
Oh. Oh yes, he remembers]
Yes, I've met him before. [Do... do you tell a guy that you met his new boyfriend when he was nude modelling for an art class? Or does that make things awkward?] Congratulations? I wasn't aware the two of you knew each other.
That sounds fine. It has been a while since I saw your mother. I hope she's doing alright? [Y'see, he's still never noticed this. So even if Haru wasn't entirely unattracted to his gender this still wouldn't be going anywhere. Mmmmmobliviousness. Sorry Mama!Haru. No wedding bells here.
Look at these two nerds, staring out over the ocean like the ending of a crappy romance film. And Yusuke is still not paying attention to his ice cream, so when a large glob of the dessert falls from the cone and lands unceremoniously on his hand, the sudden, sharp cold that ricochets along his nerves is enough for him to drop the whole thing on the ground.
[That's right, Haru's wedding bells are reserved for a special lady. At least Yusuke can be the maid of honor? Close enough?]
Mmhmm, she's fine. I think she's taken in Gigi as her own cat, though. She's always -
[And then Yusuke's dropping his ice cream like a loser. The jolt that goes through his body is enough to make Haru take a step away, though she is graceful and keeps a hold of her own treat. What just - oh. Oh no... RIP...]
Ah, the ice cream! [Haru's already bending down to pick the cone up, at least, though not the ice cream itself. She's pretty sure beach ants or whatever can eat that up.] Do you want to share the rest of mine? [She's licked all over it but they're probably at the point in their relationship where they don't care.]
Yeah, he's a regular at the cafe, too... Though you guys don't seem to bump into each other often somehow?
[ Scratching his cheek, he looks kind of confused as to how that seems to happen. Yusuke might not always come, but it's enough times. Same with Goro. He guesses it doesn't matter. While he rests his head on an arm, he dangles the other over the ledge just hanging over his friend's bed. ]
The sharp cold that spreads from his hand is enough to make him pause, like the ice cream frozen him rather than just made a mess on his hand. It's... familiar; cold drifting through the air, and sound like glass shattering as ice forms and shatters. An ebb and release of power but he can't tell where it came from - him, but at the same time not him.
... Sorry, Haru, he's not actually heard a word you've said. Even regarding the kind offer to share ice creams. Just give him a moment.]
Perhaps we have very different schedules, therefore very different times available to visit the cafe? Who knows.
[It is an odd coincidence though.]
"Became acquainted" might be the better term. I really don't know him well. But he was the model for a life-drawing class I attended a little while back. [He looks thoughtful for a moment, before nodding to himself.] He was an interesting artistic subject - more so than others who we had to draw.
[Oh.]
Ah, and one of my messages via Retrospec misfired to him this afternoon actually. How strange.
well yeah convincing you is one thing but i legit don't want to force you to do something you don't wanna do especially since we're technically strangers??
[ He might not be an art student, but he knows what that usually entails. With the cafe being a great shotspot for university kids and others alike, they tend to voice out their grievances. One includes being asked if they want full frontal from an elderly man for an art class.
Humming thoughtfully, he tacks that onto the list of things he can harass and embarrass Goro over. ]
Thanks, Yusuke. [ FOR THE DIRT. ] I wonder if this is fate or just all a big coincidence.
You're welcome? [For providing plenty of trolling material for your poor boyfriend, not that he knows that.]
... A good question. Some coincidences feel almost too well planned to be just that.
[But what could cause them otherwise? Yusuke doesn't hold stock in higher powers pulling their strings, but he does admit some things end up going just too perfectly or imperfectly. He can see why people believe there's something guiding the whims of fate.]
[She does, at least, give him a few seconds to answer. When she doesn't receive a reply, though, Haru frowns a little, then looks up at him while straightening up, both cones in her hands now.]
[ It's not hard to laugh about dicks, sorry. Akira isn't too sure if he truly believes in threads of fate, but from his memories... There were so many things out of his control—yet his other self... No, the person he used to be was still determined and fighting against it. Moving a bit closer to the edge, he looks down at Yusuke with an inquisitive and searching gaze. ]
Have you received any memories yet, Yusuke?
[ He's curious!! And kind of wants to see if it'll let him remember anything about fox friend. ]
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