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breasts boobily towards his as his chest jiggles boing boing
HIFUMI THE TUMBLR POLICE ARE COMING YOU’RE GOING TO GET ARRESTED-- OH GOD HE HAS HIS AIRPODS IN HE CAN’T HEAR ME!!!!!!
nihilistichedonism:
“She very much is. Admittedly far too clever for her age and in possession of a bit of spunk - but it certainly makes her a very lovable character. I know she has my husband wrapped around her finger at most times.”
Another sip of tea is taken, opting to listen with interest the response given by Doppo to Ari’s inquiry.
“Well, at least you have a moment to catch your breath and perhaps brace yourselves in anticipation. However,” A frown frowns on the blonde’s features, a disapproving shake of their head to follow as they huff quietly. “I’m sorry to hear your boss opts to behave as they do… how unpleasant.”
Ari was lucky enough to their own boss, but even in holding title to such a position - the thought of yelling at one of his employees is upsetting, but they supposed the corporate world was drastically different - one that Ari didn’t know much about.
Doppo was resilient in that way, enduring what seemed to be an infinite amount of workplace stressors - he held Ari’s respect.
a small, slightly nervous laugh escapes from him. “ eheh, yeah. my little brother was kind of like that as a kid. he was definitely a bit wild... he used to try and wrestle me whenever i came home from school, but we’re about 7 years apart in age so he was a lot smaller than me at the time. it’d just result in him clinging to my leg while i tried to walk to my room. “ he pauses for a moment. “ though, now that we’re older and he’s taller than me, he could probably snap me like a twig. “
a shrug of his shoulders. “ yeah.. honestly i just assume that his life is as shitty as mine at this point, and he just takes it out on his employees. or well, me most of the time at least. “ a crooked smile spreads across his lips, and he glances away while he thumbs over the mug in his hands. “ i’m not strong enough yet to fight back against him, haha... and even then i’m not sure if i ever will be. it’s not like i can use my hypnosis mic on him.. and if i tried to fight back or stand up for myself i’d just lose my job... i’d have to mooch off of hifumi for the rest of my life... since i doubt i could get another job with my meager set of skills... “ a pathetic sort of laughter as he takes another sip of his coffee.
hostbeats:
hifumiclings to the stranger , clutching onto his shirt for balance . there’s still tears keeping his face wet and the occasional sniff , but at least the flow has considerably slowed down . he simply nods , letting himself be guided ( doppo’s voice rings on the back brain , asking how does this man know where you live , but it’s quiet and it gets easily lost in the sound of his current emotions ) — the touch is comforting , it reminds him of doppo, who’s probably waiting for him at home . is he preoccupied ? doppo has always been the type to overthink and get easily worried . he desperately fumbles for his phone , finding it in one of his coat pockets . the screen reads 0 messages , but still …
he tries to type down a text , but the keyboard is too blurry and he barely has enough mental strength to coordinate his steps . after his 10th attempt at trying to spell ‘going’ , he hands his companion the phone , ‘ can ya — can ya write a text for me ? jus’ tell my roomie i’m on my way , pretty please ? ’
doppo eyes hifumi’s phone as they walk, and isn’t surprised to see his contact name pulled up on the screen considering how he’s been drunkenly acting this whole walk home. though he has to wonder, what’s hifumi going to do if he types a text to him and doppo’s real ass phone goes off in his pocket? he must be really drunk, doppo thought to himself.
“ eh? i... “ he probably should have expected the phone be passed off to him, considering the fact that hifumi could barely walk without support much less type a simple text. however, maybe this’ll finally make him realize that he’s been with his boyfriend the whole time and not a total stranger?
doppo frowns a bit but nods, typing a simple message while keeping the other steady with his other arm. once he hits the send button and gives the blonde his phone back, his own phone (as expected) started vibrating in his pocket to tell him of the text he just got. he takes it out to look, making sure it was in sight of the blonde as well so that maybe, hopefully, he could finally realize who the hell he’s with.
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candypopped:
As Doppo slowly slips out of his grip he shrugs him back up , readjusting his hold. Silly , silly , who doesn’t want to fly ? “Can’t hear you !” he sing-songs. It only takes a moment of skipping , his hum turning into an excited ‘yes!’ as he stops with the indication of what must be a perfect spot. Careful not to let the man see his final destination , “ — Let’s count down ! A THREE , TWO , and ONE ♡ ! ”
With an easy motion he sends the salary man hurling towards …
A PILE OF BEAN BAGS !
“ a-amemura-s-san please!!!! “ he was begging at this point, not just to ramuda, but to any god that was out there and may be looking down on this situation to help him, grant him mercy for once in his wretched life. he could feel his heart lodge in his throat as the younger man stopped suddenly. doppo tried to get any sense of where he was, but before he could gain his senses he was suddenly chucked over the other’s shoulder. he let out a scream--
which was cut short as he landed on something cushioned, soft even. his eyes were wide still, whether from surprise or left over adrenaline (considering he thought he was being hurled out a window or something of that nature). he didn’t dare move, but his eyes trailed up to meet ramuda’s, blinking as he became more confused.
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WANNA write instead of drawing lately but i dont owe anything.... at least not to my knowledge
nihilistichedonism:
There’s a gentle concern that lingers in his eyes but he drops it and makes no further remark, offering a curt nod of acknowledgement. An affectionate smile graces porcelain features upon the mention of his beloved child, releasing a quiet yet fond sigh as he opts to rest his chin within the curve of his palm.
“Oh, so you’ve heard? That’d be correct! Her name is Saya, and I cannot possibly begin to express to you how much I adore her.”
His gaze drops almost shyly, staring at his reflection upon the surface of his tea.
“I never thought I’d come to adore anyone as much as I adore Dai-kun, but she’s proven me wrong. She’s a curious case… I think you’d like her. Perhaps you and Hifumi-kun can stop by sometime and visit.”
A low thoughtful hum follows as he contemplates an answer to the first question.
“Though, my day has been well enough. I took her to school, Eiji-kun had a few questions about some scenes in his newest screenplay… How has your day been? How are you, besides working of course?”
“ saya, huh.. she sounds very adorable. “ he liked to think he was good with kids, considering he had to babysit his little brother in his youth. he did feel a bit nervous sometimes considering they were, you know, fragile mini humans, but he was good at making a kid or baby smile when they were crying. he liked to think hifumi was too, however.. considering this girl saya was, well, female, he wondered whether hifumi would be okay. his gynophobia was still pretty bad after all..
doppo took another sip of his coffee, almost missing ari’s question as he delved into thought about his own significant other. “ a-ah, it was.. uneventful, i guess would be the right word. “ for once work wasn’t truly as terrible as it could (and has) been. maybe because it was the fact that the new year was closing in, and things were finally entering a brief calm in anticipation for the new year to come.
usually doppo was never excited about the new year, figuring that it would just bring more misery and it was a waste to pray for good fortune at this point, but.. now with matenrou and every that’s happened, he hoped next year would be a good one filled with more growth. “ i think it’s because the new years gonna be here really soon. the office tends to enter a state of lull a couple days before it. it’s kinda nice, considering right before that we’re usually pretty busy. “ he pauses for a moment, the last part spoken in a hushed voice. “ my boss still loves to yell at me though despite the holidays coming up.. “
nihilistichedonism:
“I don’t mean to come off as rude at all, Kannonzaka-san - but you seem rather exhausted.”
‘More than usual’ is the unspoken sentiment as Ari raises their teacup to their lips, taking a long slow sip before placing it back down delicately to stare over at the man sitting across from him.
“… We can postpone our little chat for another time if that’s preferable for you. I must be rambling your ear off when you could be enjoying some much-needed rest…”
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“ i-i’m sorry..! “ he didn’t mean to look so tired, truly he didn’t. honestly he’s been told that so many times he just assumed it as his neutral expression. “ it’s fine, really. i’m just only a little tired today, that’s all. “ think kannonzaka, think! change the subject!!
he takes a nervous sip of his coffee, hands trembling slightly. whether it was the caffeine in his body or his exhaustion that was causing this, he wasn’t sure. “ a-anyways.. ari-san, um, how was your day? h-hifumi said you adopted a daughter and that’s why we haven’t seen you in awhile? “ good save doppo, you get a gold star.
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i kinda forgot this blog existed during the holidays oopsie
“ you’re a fool if you think you can stop me. “ he says, gathering his laptop, headphones, and a fresh can of monster and slinks away into the closet to play his games.
' say, doppo, ' his eyes are glued to his phone as he scrolls; it could easily be mistaken for his usual social media check, but right now he's looking for hotels. hot springs sound good - they all need to relax. he thinks jakurai and doppo would rather some place quiet, but also not too far from the city so hifumi can drag them for a visit during their stay, ' in a scale of 1 to 10, do you think your boss would let you take some days off after the holidays? or is it, like, super busy? '
“ huh? what kind of question is that all of the sudden? “ he raises an eyebrow towards the other, looking up from his laptop where-- surprise surprise-- extra work was up that his boss assigned him. “ mm.. well, a lot of our clients usually take sometime off themselves, so things are pretty quiet for a bit directly after the holidays.. " he paused, eyebrows furrowing a bit as something dawned on him, though more so a theory if anything. “ you’re not planning something weird, right? please don’t make a mess... “
illd0c:
A smile that illustrates nothing but patience, though there’s a warmth present that comes with an air of affection upon hearing the non-formal address. “… That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Jakurai chuckles. Again, he’s on his feet - opening the fridge to take an inventory of the items available for use - thankfully he had opted to go grocery shopping earlier in the week.
He would be no problem if he were to slip out for a few brief moments while Doppo napped, but the doctor preferred to remain at home - quiet in the kitchen while he slept.
What else could he do for Doppo? He wants to ensure he was as comfortable as possible - perhaps he’d sift through the cabinets and find a good herbal tea to make a pot out of…. He couldn’t help but fuss, he knew well that Doppo was a grown man who could look after himself…
However, that was precisely the issue as proven here - most of the time, he didn’t. Or rather, he didn’t partake in the level of self-care that Jakurai preferred. The life of an office-worker was difficult, he knows he can’t fault him for that.
“Doppo, is there anything else you may need? Anything that comes to mind? I’m more than glad to have a meal ready for you after your nap, but I don’t mind stepping out and running some errands if there’s something else you require.”
“ y-yeah.. “ his cheeks reddened significantly, though whether that was from his fever or the fact that he was embarrassed was yet to be determined ( though probably both ). his hands tighten just once on his cup of tea, then relax just a moment later. the man’s laughter does quell his anxiety, causing the redhead to glance back towards him. doppo notes in his head how handsome jakurai looks when he smiles like that. he feels his own lips twitch a little into a small smile, albeit one of his more goofy, awkward ones that he never really liked. he takes a sip of his tea to hide it quickly.
with such a relaxed atmosphere, and the suggestion of a nap being brought up again, doppo only just now noticed how tired he was. all the usual daily anxiety he went through distracted him from his exhaustion, moving his body along with his daily routine as if it were on autopilot. it’s a wonder he hasn’t passed out already, or even earlier in the day for that matter.
“ i-i’m fine, se-jakurai. really. “ another small, awkward smile is flashed at the doctor. honestly, he thought some sleep would be more than sufficient for him to feel at least semi-functional, but it would be rude to deny a meal considering how adamant jakurai was about making him something. it’s not like he didn’t expect this though-- it was jakurai after all.
carefully, he set his cup down on the table next to the couch so that he wouldn’t spill it. “ i think i just need a blanket is all.. “
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hostbeats:
‘ woops , ’ he sheepishly scratches the back of his neck right before turning around to rummage through his own closet . ‘ nope ! ’ as he faces the pile of folded clothes , he pulls out some for after his bath ; a pair of boxers and an old yet expensive shirt , both with colorful patterns . ‘ but you look half dead , so i thought some relax time would be nice . ’ he’s sadly grown accustomed to this doppo : tired , overworked — better than some years ago , but still worrying , ‘ just let hifumin scrub all those worries away ☆ also a face mask would do wonders on those nasty eyebags , ’ hifumi stares at doppo for a second , assessing the situation — then pulls another shirt at random , tossing it his way . it’s been decided : they are taking a bath .
‘ i kinda miss doppo too , you know ? we barely see each other on weekdays with all your extra hours and me working at night , ’ the host grabs his boyfriend’s hand , pulling him towards the bathroom . ‘ aaaaaand ! i got this new glittery bathbomb , so i need someone to try it out with ☆ ’
he opens his mouth for a comeback, but no words come, and ultimately he ends up glancing away from the other out of slight embarrassment. he probably could use a bath, as even if he had taken one earlier it was rather quick, not very relaxing at all. he was hoping just going straight to bed would help, but insomnia had to kick in as well. woo.
he frowns a bit, but doesn’t try to pull away when he’s suddenly being pulled towards their bathroom. in fact, he seems to be blushing by the sentiment behind the other’s earlier words. “ b-bathbomb..? “ he suddenly mutters, eyes widening with suspicion. “ p-please don’t make a mess... “