[He'll get the hang of it someday!! He is trying his best.]
Mmhm, sure. [He stretches out his arm towards the bedside table, groping half-blindly for the watch. Because apparently this is easier than asking Kaede to let him up for a second.]
[She presses a quick kiss to his cheek and moves onto her knees, reaching to rescue his watch from getting knocked off the table and slipping it onto her own wrist. There's the stupid little imp in the corner, taunting her to send another message but-- no!! She has to just delete the one about Mozart!!
...okay, done! And while she's there, just going to add some cute heart and sparkle emoji near her name in his contact list.]
[It wouldn't be the first time someone has decided to add something extra to his communicator settings without asking. He won't even bother changing it back, honestly.]
I won't laugh.
[He's going to try his very hardest to stick to that. Though he is admittedly a little worried since he has NO IDEA what he's about to see. He's confident in his ability not to laugh at her for whatever confessions she felt the need to make, but what if her wording is just funny in general??]
[He takes the watch and slips it on his wrist, and immediately brings up his missed messages. Oh, wow, yeah, she's right. That weird little imp really DOES have some kind of...oddly coercive ability. He's just going to ignore that as best he can...the only really dark secret he's keeping is one he can't afford to share, especially not with Kaede. Okay, let's see now...]
[Okay, well the thing about his eyelashes doesn't come as much of a surprise. After all, she'd brought them up to Mikan during their introduction. his butt, though...that's more unexpected and embarrassing enough to make the color rise in his cheeks again.]
[But, still, it's nothing that really tempts him to laugh, so...moving on--]
[Oh my god what is that emoji?]
[The corners of his mouth twitch in spite of himself because that is quite possibly the most ridiculous emoji she's ever sent him. But he doesn't laugh, as much as that crooked triangle mouth tries to tempt him into doing so.]
Uhm...
[Hm. He closes up the messaging program and takes his communicator off again, tossing it back onto the bedside table. His cheeks are still flushed, but he doesn't seem too flustered, at least. He can still talk.]
So...do you...actually want me to answer either of those or...
[There's a warning, pouting noise when the corners of his lips twitch, because don't you dare laugh mister. But he doesn't, and she relaxes a little, though she's still watching his face a little anxiously. Sure, the squats question is one thing, but what about the lingerie??]
[Kaede did you seriously just suggest that Shuichi accompany you into a lingerie shop and help you pick out sexy panties?]
[Shuichi.]
A-ah, um--!
[Okay, he actually answered this one first because he expected "you would look good in any of those colors" to be the end of the conversation. Squats, on the other hand, means explaining training.]
M-maybe??
[No. No he can't do that. Maybe one day but not now.]
[Oh my god, you can't tell him something like that while ALSO looking at him like that!! You're going to kill this poor boy.]
[Shuichi brings both hands up to cover his face, though he's blushing so badly now that it's even reached his ears so that maybe doesn't have as much of an effect as he was hoping for.]
...okay.
[Only it's...muffled by his hands so it really doesn't come out clearly at all but Kaede's sharp ears should be able to pick the word out.]
[He just kind of...nods, hands still over his face. He's not entirely convinced, but if it makes Kaede happy, then he'll do it. Embarrassment be damned, he'll go into that ladies' lingerie shop with her.]
[He spreads his fingers apart, looking up at Kaede through the spaces between them. Really? Two thank yous in a row? Is it really such a big deal to her...?]
[After a moment's staring, he pulls his hands apart completely and removes them from his still-flushed face.]
You're welcome...
[This started out as such a serious conversation...what the hell happened?]
[They sure don't. But she does see him every day, so maybe there have been results she just hasn't noticed? That wouldn't be surprising.
She does reach out and poke one of his biceps, though she stops short of asking him to make a muscle for her.]
Oh... you never told me.
[She can't help but glance toward Kaito's jacket on his door, lips twisting into a fond smile. Kaito wasn't one of her favorite people, to be sure, but he was Shuichi's friend, after she died. And that's more important.]
...Was it Momota-kun's idea? That seems like an odd combo.
[A child caregiver, a detective, and an astronaut doing squats to improve their butts...]
Well, I never had a reason to mention it until now...
[You never asked!]
Mm, [He nods a little, eyes trailing over to the jacket as well with a sort of melancholy expression. When will Kaito show up, this place was pretty much made for him.] He pretty much forced me to start training with him every night. And then he did the same thing to Harukawa-san a little later on.
[They were not doing squats to improve their butts, what did he just tell you, Kaede?]
[He shifts closer, rolling onto his side now that Kaede isn't lying on his chest anymore. He wants to cuddle, because now he's thinking about Kaito and the rest of their friends and it's making him sad.]
But no, it's okay to be sad sometimes. Kaede wraps her arms around him, gentle fingertips finding the back of his head to stroke his hair. Even if he says he doesn't think about the killing game anymore... he still cares about his friends, because of course he does. That's just the kind of person he is. She wouldn't have entrusted her wish to him if he weren't, let alone care about him as much as she does.]
Do you want to talk about him? [she asks quietly, still gently combing her fingers through his hair.] Or... it's okay if you'd rather not. I don't mind.
[His eyelids flutter shut as he tilts his head towards her combing fingers. That feels nice...]
I don't know. [His voice is even softer than usual when he finally speaks, eyes still closed.] I don't know what else I want to say beyond "I miss him"...or if I even want to say anything else at all.
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[Keyword being "try" because sometimes this sci fi space tech is too much for Grandpa Saihara here.]
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Um... can I delete just one... you can look at the rest...
[She kind of wants to take the truth about Mozart to her grave tbh.]
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Mmhm, sure. [He stretches out his arm towards the bedside table, groping half-blindly for the watch. Because apparently this is easier than asking Kaede to let him up for a second.]
[Or just telling her to get it herself.]
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H-hang on, I'll get it...
[She presses a quick kiss to his cheek and moves onto her knees, reaching to rescue his watch from getting knocked off the table and slipping it onto her own wrist. There's the stupid little imp in the corner, taunting her to send another message but-- no!! She has to just delete the one about Mozart!!
...okay, done! And while she's there, just going to add some cute heart and sparkle emoji near her name in his contact list.]
O-okay, here... you won't laugh?
[She holds out his watch, pouting at him.]
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I won't laugh.
[He's going to try his very hardest to stick to that. Though he is admittedly a little worried since he has NO IDEA what he's about to see. He's confident in his ability not to laugh at her for whatever confessions she felt the need to make, but what if her wording is just funny in general??]
[He takes the watch and slips it on his wrist, and immediately brings up his missed messages. Oh, wow, yeah, she's right. That weird little imp really DOES have some kind of...oddly coercive ability. He's just going to ignore that as best he can...the only really dark secret he's keeping is one he can't afford to share, especially not with Kaede. Okay, let's see now...]
[Okay, well the thing about his eyelashes doesn't come as much of a surprise. After all, she'd brought them up to Mikan during their introduction. his butt, though...that's more unexpected and embarrassing enough to make the color rise in his cheeks again.]
[But, still, it's nothing that really tempts him to laugh, so...moving on--]
[Oh my god what is that emoji?]
[The corners of his mouth twitch in spite of himself because that is quite possibly the most ridiculous emoji she's ever sent him. But he doesn't laugh, as much as that crooked triangle mouth tries to tempt him into doing so.]
Uhm...
[Hm. He closes up the messaging program and takes his communicator off again, tossing it back onto the bedside table. His cheeks are still flushed, but he doesn't seem too flustered, at least. He can still talk.]
So...do you...actually want me to answer either of those or...
[Should he just pretend he didn't read them?]
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U-Ummm... if you want to.
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[Okay, apparently he needs a few more seconds, please hold...]
...I think you would look good in any of those colors.
[Apparently that's easier to answer than the squats question. Incredible.]
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O-oh, that doesn't really narrow it down, then.
Maybe... you can come with me to pick some out?
[Embarrassing, but. It sounds really fun.]
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[Shuichi.]
A-ah, um--!
[Okay, he actually answered this one first because he expected "you would look good in any of those colors" to be the end of the conversation. Squats, on the other hand, means explaining training.]
M-maybe??
[No. No he can't do that. Maybe one day but not now.]
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[Now that the idea is out in the open, she's a little more enthusiastic about it, giving him a bright smile.]
I'd really like to wear stuff that you picked out for me, Shuichi-kun.
i really need to make more icons...
[Shuichi brings both hands up to cover his face, though he's blushing so badly now that it's even reached his ears so that maybe doesn't have as much of an effect as he was hoping for.]
...okay.
[Only it's...muffled by his hands so it really doesn't come out clearly at all but Kaede's sharp ears should be able to pick the word out.]
poor shuichi
Thank you! It'll be really fun, I'm sure of it.
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[He just kind of...nods, hands still over his face. He's not entirely convinced, but if it makes Kaede happy, then he'll do it. Embarrassment be damned, he'll go into that ladies' lingerie shop with her.]
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She pulls back, just enough to kiss his lips -- or, well, kiss the back of his hand covering where his lips would be.]
Thank you, Shuichi-kun...
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[After a moment's staring, he pulls his hands apart completely and removes them from his still-flushed face.]
You're welcome...
[This started out as such a serious conversation...what the hell happened?]
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So what about the other question...? Do you exercise when I'm not looking?
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[But yes, he does. Surprise.]
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[Sorry... Shuichi. You're just so slender, she sounds honestly surprised.]
I guess detectives have to be really strong to chase after suspects, right? Oh, or to climb trees to find lost pets!
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Erm...no, it actually has nothing to do with that. Detectives don't have to be strong at all...
[They can be, sure, but they don't HAVE to be. Or maybe police detectives do? He wouldn't know, since that's not the kind of detective work he does.]
It's something Momota-kun, Harukawa-san, and I did together during the killing game.
[And for some reason he's still doing it, even though the other two aren't here and this isn't the killing game.]
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She does reach out and poke one of his biceps, though she stops short of asking him to make a muscle for her.]
Oh... you never told me.
[She can't help but glance toward Kaito's jacket on his door, lips twisting into a fond smile. Kaito wasn't one of her favorite people, to be sure, but he was Shuichi's friend, after she died. And that's more important.]
...Was it Momota-kun's idea? That seems like an odd combo.
[A child caregiver, a detective, and an astronaut doing squats to improve their butts...]
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[You never asked!]
Mm, [He nods a little, eyes trailing over to the jacket as well with a sort of melancholy expression. When will Kaito show up, this place was pretty much made for him.] He pretty much forced me to start training with him every night. And then he did the same thing to Harukawa-san a little later on.
[They were not doing squats to improve their butts, what did he just tell you, Kaede?]
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Kaede hums quietly, glancing toward Shuichi in time to see that melancholy expression. Her own softens in return, and she takes his hand in hers.]
I'm glad he was there for you... I hope we can see him again, so I can tell him that. Him and Harukawa-san both.
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[He shifts closer, rolling onto his side now that Kaede isn't lying on his chest anymore. He wants to cuddle, because now he's thinking about Kaito and the rest of their friends and it's making him sad.]
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But no, it's okay to be sad sometimes. Kaede wraps her arms around him, gentle fingertips finding the back of his head to stroke his hair. Even if he says he doesn't think about the killing game anymore... he still cares about his friends, because of course he does. That's just the kind of person he is. She wouldn't have entrusted her wish to him if he weren't, let alone care about him as much as she does.]
Do you want to talk about him? [she asks quietly, still gently combing her fingers through his hair.] Or... it's okay if you'd rather not. I don't mind.
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I don't know. [His voice is even softer than usual when he finally speaks, eyes still closed.] I don't know what else I want to say beyond "I miss him"...or if I even want to say anything else at all.
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