[It's amazing what kind of insight can be hidden behind the eyes of someone who's been taught to repress that kind of expression, isn't it?
Speaking of which, when Akira lifts his head, Chuuya instantly thinks he did something wrong. Was his story too boring to help? or is Akira going to tease him for talking about a mundane thing? This kind of vulnerability is not something he expresses often, and in the short time between when Akira lifts his head and when he starts speaking, Chuuya starts to retreat back to the familiar 'rough around the edges, street punk' face he shows.
But then Akira actually praises his words, sort of, and he just. Stops.]
...really?
[A half-second of vulnerability, and maybe a tiny bit of hope, before:]
I mean, it's just a dumb story. Boring stuff like that, it's supposed to calm people down, right? So I just picked something stupid to talk about.
[Akira's words are quiet but firm. not dumb at all]
It gave me something to think about. Something other than. . .
[blood and Akechi's face and the feel of flesh peeling back underneath his fingers, of bones cracking from the blade of his knife, the no-longer beating heart nestled in Akechi's chest cavity, deep red and covered in muscle and sinew--]
We can, if you want. I don't think I'll be getting much sleep, so stories would be nice. And we could invite Dazai too, maybe, since I don't think he'll be sleeping either. And I don't think he's ever done stories by a campfire before either.
[He won't push it if Akira says no, but maybe the three of them bonding over trying to ignore trauma is a good idea.]
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Date: 2020-06-27 03:08 am (UTC)Speaking of which, when Akira lifts his head, Chuuya instantly thinks he did something wrong. Was his story too boring to help? or is Akira going to tease him for talking about a mundane thing? This kind of vulnerability is not something he expresses often, and in the short time between when Akira lifts his head and when he starts speaking, Chuuya starts to retreat back to the familiar 'rough around the edges, street punk' face he shows.
But then Akira actually praises his words, sort of, and he just. Stops.]
...really?
[A half-second of vulnerability, and maybe a tiny bit of hope, before:]
I mean, it's just a dumb story. Boring stuff like that, it's supposed to calm people down, right? So I just picked something stupid to talk about.
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Date: 2020-06-27 03:22 am (UTC)[Akira's words are quiet but firm. not dumb at all]
It gave me something to think about. Something other than. . .
[blood and Akechi's face and the feel of flesh peeling back underneath his fingers, of bones cracking from the blade of his knife, the no-longer beating heart nestled in Akechi's chest cavity, deep red and covered in muscle and sinew--]
. . . anyway.
It helped.
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Date: 2020-06-27 03:38 am (UTC)[He noticed that paused though. Hm.]
Want me to keep doing it? Like, describing what I see. Maybe it could be like a bedtime story or whatever.
[He's offering it there if Akira needs the distraction still.]
Or like, if you need it, we could camp out together. Like we did before, as roommates.
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Date: 2020-06-27 03:44 am (UTC)[he likes the sound of that. somehow, he doesn't think he'll be able to sleep well at the cabin tonight. even if he isn't alone]
We can tell stories around the campfire. Instead of scary stories they can be really boring stories with a lot of poetic imagery.
[aka yes please keep going, Chuuya. it's extremely therapeutic]
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Date: 2020-06-27 03:50 am (UTC)[He won't push it if Akira says no, but maybe the three of them bonding over trying to ignore trauma is a good idea.]
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Date: 2020-06-27 03:53 am (UTC)Let's do it.
The s'mores will be on me.
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Date: 2020-06-27 04:06 am (UTC)[Oh lordy they get to have the 'what is a smore' conversation at some point.]
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Date: 2020-06-27 03:22 pm (UTC)I should probably head back to the cabin and get changed, though. Take a shower, wash up. . .
[he trails off because fuck. how is he supposed to shower with one eye]