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text, un: omurice

[goodfaiths]

[ > mitsu has been added to the chat

He's going to regret this once the powder wears off, but I guess this is happening now. ]

SOUGO-SAN!!! It's Riku! Are you available right now? It's urgent!

[koboreta]

Riku-kun? I am, but is everything alright?

[festoso]

No!! Nothing is alright!!!!!!

Sougo, who do you like more? It’s me, right?

[goodfaiths]

See?! Look at what I've been dealing with for the past few minutes! Mitsuki's being all cranky!

[ SAYS THE CRANKY BOY HIMSELF... ]

text; un: mitsu

[festoso]

[Mitsuki is absent from the apartment when Sougo gets a text from him, and... Really, it’s kind of mortifying, but at the same time...]

Hey, Sougo, can I ask you kind of a personal question?

[koboreta]

A personal question? I don't mind, as long as it's something I can answer.

[festoso]

[WELL HERE GOES NOTHING...]

How do you handle it when your... Partner is much larger than you?

I don't have an icon anywhere near panicked enough for this.

[koboreta]

H

[Please hold while Sougo musters up every ounce of his willpower to not 1)scream, 2) throw his phone all the way across the room, or 3) perish on the spot.

Feigning calmness isn't going to work, but he's damn well going to try.]

Please excuse my earlier outburst.

I'm... not entirely sure what you're referring to.

after 3/20

[goodfaiths]

[ It's pretty late at night when Riku finally gets home. He might've worried Sougo and Mitsuki since he's been out for so long, but when he returns, he looks completely satisfied. Blissed out, maybe? Riku's always worn his heart on his sleeve so it's easy to tell that he's feeling particularly happy about something regardless. He's glowing.

Riku smiles to himself as he leaves his shoes at the door, and he walks past the kitchen and turns the corner to head towards his room. That's when he sees Sougo in the hallway, and Riku gives him a bright smile. ]

Sougo-san! Sorry, did I wake you up?

[koboreta]

[On one hand, staying up to work on mastering and editing a new composition had been Sougo's intent from the start. On the other... yeah, he wanted to make sure that Riku got home safely. It isn't quite late enough to begin worrying, but hearing the door open is a bit of a relief, and Sougo doesn't hesitate to save what he's working on and get up to greet Riku.]

Not at all. Welcome back, Riku-kun.

[Somehow, Riku seems even more vibrant than usual. The hallway may be dim, but his jovial smile is enough to make Sougo feel like the ambience of the room is slightly more vivid than before.]

You look like you're in a good mood. Did you have fun today?

[goodfaiths]

Mhm!

[ He's very chipper, almost as thrilled as he was when they won at Black or White -- this seems a little different, though. His cheeks are a little pink and he seems a little more dazed than excited; still, it seems like he really did have a good time today. ]

I got to spend some time with a friend for her birthday, and it was a really good time!

[ 🤔 ]

What about you? You're up late -- were you working on something again?

[koboreta]

Your day sounds much more eventful than mine. I was only doing some audio work, so I thought I'd come out and make sure you'd made it home safely.

[Oh, how cute... He seems so elated that Sougo can't help but laugh softly under his breath, smile fond.]

It may be late, but you're as bright and cheerful as ever. What did the two of you do together?

ACTION - or rather, something left on the doorstep at a certain idol residence~

[sewist]

[After things are back to normal-ish and all the flowers are in beautiful bloom, Chloe makes his way to Riku, Sougo, and Mitsuki's place with three little boxes, all with a neat little cream and red plaid bow atop them. They're in a bag, which Chloe leaves on the doorstep. Inside the three little boxes--each carefully lettered with a name--are three handkerchiefs, one for each idol.

Each white cotton-silk handkerchief has a monogrammed first initial on one corner in the idol's usual color, and the far opposite corner from that has carefully stitched and cut cutwork lace flowers. The edges are neatly turned into tiny, tiny hems.

Chloe doesn't want to bother anyone, so there's just a little plaid tag on the outer bag that says "Thank you so much for letting me make outfits for you! I can't wait to see you all perform! From Chloe". It's possible to catch him as he leaves, but you'll have to be fast!]

this is the face i make when i come to ruin your inbox even more

[festoso]

[It hasn’t been that long since their dignity destroying text conversation, but it’s been enough time that Mitsuki thinks Sougo has probably recovered from it. Whether or not he’s right remains to be seen.

He knocks on the door to Sougo’s room, waiting as patiently as possible for him to answer.]

Sougo, it’s me!

This face isn't nearly excited enough, but we'll go with it.

[koboreta]

[Listen. As much as Sougo was ready to die that first night when Mitsuki finally came back, it's been a few days, so he's both 1) thought about it entirely too hard, and 2) managed to convince himself to calm down after a great deal of internal debate. It's all for Mitsuki's sake rather than his own, of course.

Thankfully, this means that when Mitsuki knocks at his door, Sougo doesn't waste any time opening it and smiling as usual. As long as he vehemently pushes that conversation out of his mind, everything is just the same as always.]

Good morning, Mitsuki-san. Did you sleep well?

[Stepping aside, he opens the door for Mitsuki to come in if he'd like. There's no need to clarify in words that he can take a seat wherever he wants.]

[festoso]

[Poor Sougo. Poor, poor Sougo. He's really not prepared for any of this.]

I did! I hope you weren't up too late.

[He claps his hands together, smiling brightly.]

I made breakfast! But also, I wanted to ask if you were busy today?

[Yeah. It's happening.]

text; un: omurice. you guys asked for this

[goodfaiths]

Sougo-san...

How do you feel about knives?

I'm going to scream.

[koboreta]

Knives? Why do you ask?

[goodfaiths]

Um, well...

I asked Mitsuki and Iori. Mitsuki ended up explaining but Iori wasn't helpful.... I thought you might understand what you mean when I say...people enjoy using knives for fun?

text; izumi.iori

[bearpancakes]

[ Iori's text comes hot on the heels of Riku's... ]

Osaka-san, if you wish to teach Nanase-san about your interests, please do not make them so.... inappropriate.

[koboreta]

[How does one simple text raise twice as many questions as it answers? What kind of person does Iori think he is?!]

Iori-kun?! There must be some sort of misunderstanding. I don't...

I'm not entirely sure I understand what you're referring to.

[bearpancakes]

Nanase-san asked me, "Did you know people are into knives?" I assumed, based on comments you've made in the past, that was one of your interests.

end of september / ic anon time

[puddingsama]

sou-chan, where are you?

[koboreta]

I'm still at my studio, but I've finished my work for the day.

I'm sorry for not saying anything before leaving this morning. I didn't want to wake you up.

[puddingsama]

good, let me come over.

can I?