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[swordsitter]

Who: swordhaus + cr
When: throughout february
Where: the two apartments swordhaus uses
What: february catch-all
Rating/Warning: probably nothing, but i'll edit as necessary.

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[adornmental]

[THIS SHIT. Why does he still associate with Souji... Truly a mystery. Once the pillow is lowered, he's at least marginally convinced that death won't be coming for him this morning. The hair ruffle earns him another shove, though... Let him live with the delusion that his hair was actually in a state that could be messed up, and he needs to distract Souji from what's SURELY AN EMBARRASSING EXPRESSION anyway--

But he can't help it, because he's really taken by surprise to hear that. He had prepared gifts of his own, of course, but hoping and expecting for things in return are very different. It's a nice way to wake up... Maybe he can sacrifice a couple hours of extra sleep after all.]

Hey... It's not fair if you get up super early and beat me like that, y'know? I was gonna wait until later, but now you'll just have to get your gift early, too.

[The "so there" is palpable... So is his fluster.]

[spes_phthisica]

[Excuse you, Kashuu, what did you say? Did you just say that Souji totally wins this battle? Yeah, that's what he thought. Smiling the sweetest, most placid little smile imaginable - the smugness is almost tangible - he elegantly slips to the side so that he's perched next to Kashuu in bed instead, giving him a chance to sit up.]

That's alright. Oh, I've got tea on in the kitchen too, and I've planned a nice breakfast.

[He leans down, slipping a small box out of the bag and then gently toeing it aside. Beaming as if someone has wired a thousand volts into him and fitted him with an industrial light bulb, he holds the box toward Kashuu with both hands, lowering his his head in a graceful bow.]

It's a small thing compared to our friendship, but I hope you will accept this.

[Inside, Kashuu will find a simple but elegant necklace, complete with the most platonic design imaginable. Look, this is what you get if you look for something cute and red right before Valentine's Day...]

[adornmental]

You're waaay ahead of me, huh?

[He's gonna punch that insufferably smug face one day, okay...

BUT FOR NOW, he just pushes himself upright when Souji shifts away, leaning over to watch as he extracts the box. ?!?? WHAT'S IN IT. He's so curious... And Souji looks so dang pleased about it that there's really no pause at all between being presented with said box and reaching out to take it and--

Oh no, it's cute.

What's up with people giving him cute gifts lately?! He can't handle this!! He also 100% does not care that they're already nyooming off into the land of turboembarrassment; he's too Touched™ for that. The necklace is very carefully removed from its box, and he holds it by the pendant in the palm of one hand, looking it over with a surprised sort of admiration.]

You got this for me...? [For someone who's always yodeling about wanting to be decorated nicely, he sure is useless when it comes to actually receiving nice things.]

[spes_phthisica]

[Souji is watching so eagerly as Kashuu opens the box, actually bouncing up and down on the bed in excitement. There is nothing he loves quite so much as surprising his friends and loved ones in nice ways, and Kashuu is the kind of person who more or less cries out to be spoiled - sometimes quite literally. And maybe he is also especially eager to do so, hoping in some way to make up for... a lot of things.

Still, the wide-eyed look on Kashuu's face as he stares at the pendant calms him down a little bit, his smile more serene but no less bright.]

I did. I tried to find something cute enough, but still with the bold red you like so much.

[Souji is happy enough to provide more fuel on their journey to turboembarrassment, so he reaches out an clasps his hands around the wrist of the hand holding the necklace, making a soft little sound.]

Would you like me to help you put it on?

[adornmental]

[It sure seems like he knows exactly what to do by way of spoiling, at least...! As the surprise fades, Kashuu seems increasingly delighted by the gift, gently touching the pendant's chain with his free hand. That it's cute is one thing, but what really gets him is that Souji had spend time looking specifically for something that he knew Kashuu might like, from design to color.

He looks up when his wrist is touched, and there's only a second's pause before he nods and holds the necklace out.]

—Yeah, thanks.

[Self-conscious again, he pulls his hair to the side and runs his fingers through it to detangle it while he waits, head dipped just a little so it's easier to clasp the necklace shut.]

[spes_phthisica]

[Souji at least seems to barely be aware that Kashuu's hair is a mess and his make-up is off and that he appears to have a red mark on his face after a crease on his pillow. He really does have rather different standards for beauty as a whole, and things like that never registered very much other than possibly targets for light teasing if it's the right person. Souji is however clever enough to realize that Kashuu really isn't a good candidate for that.

Leaning in and gently taking the necklace from Kashuu's hand, he brushes a few lingering strands of hair away before looping the chain around his neck and fastening it. Then he sort of awkwardly angles himself across the sword's lap to get a good look at him, once more bouncing slightly where he sits, he's that pleased.]

It looks really cute on you! I suppose it's no surprise that it's easy to find suitable things for someone so pretty, huh? [Look, he knows flattery will get him everywhere.]

[adornmental]

[It seems Souji's good mood is contagious, and even though Kashuu can't shake all of his lingering worry, it's at least enough to allow him to shove all of that onto a backburner for the time being. Especially after those compliments?! SOMEONE HELP HIM he's not designed to survive things like this oh no...

He touches the pendant once it's hanging around his neck and then looks back up, and the smile that follows is positively radiant, even with a pillow crease stamped into his cheek.]

Yeah? D'you think I got a little cuter?

[But he doesn't wait for an answer, instead leaning forward to throw his arms around Souji's neck, burying his face into the crook there.]

Thanks. I really, really love it!