forethinking

Hey, Ren. It's Wanda.

Neal is always happy to encounter someone else who enjoys cooking. Mutual exchange of tips and recipes--it's fun. And Ren seems very talented for a kid his age. He doesn't usually go to places uninvited--well, no, that's a lie, he does it all the time.

Anyway.

Knock knock!

Edited 2021-10-02 16:23 (UTC)

[Akechi genuinely hadn't wanted to bother with the "real" Halloween party, but Ren had wanted to go, and after everything that had happened, he hadn't the heart to refuse. He'd put in his appearance, chatted with a few people, and as soon as Ren was ready to leave, followed behind him. Honestly, he doesn't know how Ren's even managing to walk so easily in those heels; were he in a better frame of mind, he'd even appreciate the way he manages to make the dress look so graceful on his slender frame. As it stands, he's exhausted, physically and mentally worn out, and the sight of the apartment is a welcome one as he opens the door for the other boy.]

Take your shoes off, [he says brusquely as he shrugs off his coat to hang by the door.] I don't want your heels scratching the floorboards.

[Akechi doesn't often wake up feeling rested or refreshed, but when his alarm starts blaring it's cheerful(?) tune, he slaps it once to silence it and extricates himself from Ren's grip. Sure, it's tempting to just stay in bed with the other man (boyfriend, Ren had said, but that still feels at once too tentative, and not nearly strong enough of a label), especially in the wake of weeks of poor sleep, but he has a routine, damn it. If he could wake up every morning to bike, jog, or go bouldering before a TV shoot, he's not going to let something like a little exhaustion and fatigue stop him now. Besides, it gives him time to think.

When he returns, it's as quietly as possible to avoid waking his roommates. He leaves a travel container of coffees from a local shop on the counter, along with a selection of the most popular pastries an equally-as-exhausted looking clerk recommended. Just as quietly, he lets himself back into his room, leaves a cup of coffee and a small paper bag on his desk, and resumes his normal morning routine as if Ren weren't even there.

Eventually he has to stop putting it off and ventures out from the bathroom, towel around his waist, hair still damp from a basic consideration not to start blow drying it until Ren was awake. He hesitates for a long moment, watching the other boy sleep, before finally venturing over and pressing a knee into the bed. The kiss he leans over and presses to the other boy's forehead is uncharacteristically soft, the touch he presses to his cheek is surprisingly gentle, but hopefully it's enough to wake him up.]

Hello, Ren. What do you think Mercy would like as a gift? It's important.

un: max

ACTIONNN

halloween after-party lol

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un: Aberration