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Tenka stared dejectedly at the vending machine, silently mourning his loss.
All he wanted was his chocolate bar. He’s a good person, he inserted the right amount of change, and pressed the right buttons. But cruel, cruel fate reigned down on him, causing his coveted candy bar to get stuck.
Now he can only stare and imagine the sweet sweet taste of the chocolate he will never hold.
“We would have been so good together.”
Time is Unreal
“So, this is Cappuccino apartment…”
She finally had a time to pay a visit to this apartment, to her relief. She stepped inside without studied thoroughly, and ended up confused instead.
Well, after all, her activities are only sit on her couch while charged her battery, walked outside to buy some groceries and tea bags, take a tour around the Chamomile apartment, and this is her first time to visit this Cappuccino apartment.
She let out a sigh as she finally found the way to return to the lobby as she took a seat on the unoccupied chair nearby.
To her surprise, someone suddenly asked for the time, so she brought up her right arm which is wearing the lavender-colored wristwatch to her eye level, looked at the time and replied.
“It’s 6.30 AM. Based from Koi City standard time.”
She might not needed to tell the standard time, but well, who knows he might be asked for a time from the other place?
Tenka took in the answer with another groan. Why was it so early? Or a better question, why is he up? Oh yeah, late night out.
At this point though, it would be useless to attempt sleep, he’ll just wake up worse than before. Plus he’ll have and out of whack sleep schedule, and Tenka needs his regular beauty sleep. How else will he be able to maintain his youthful complexion.
Taking a deep breath, the older male glanced back over to the girl who answered him. “Thanks.” He said, the paused before opening his mouth again.
“I’m barely alive right now, but you’re up roaming around.” It’s a simple comment, but just the thought made Tenka shiver. “Why are you up so early? If you don’t mind me asking”
Time is Unreal
Tenka let out an inhuman groan.
Everything hurt. From the splitting headache that foretold a long day of hangover blues, to the ache in his back that’s the consequence of falling asleep in one of Cappuccino apartment’s lobby chairs . The chairs may be comfortable as all get out, but Tenka isn’t so young and spry as he used to be, but don’t tell him that....
Opening his eyes, the raven haired male glanced over to the cup of coffee that had long grown cold, then around the room. There weren’t many people up and about yet in the pre-dawn hours, but he spotted one lone soul sitting nearby.
“Excuse me.” He called out, whipping out a smile. “Could you tell me what time it is?”
"Ah …" Well, he was certainly a flashy one. "My name is Airis Wynter. It’s … nice to meet you?" It was a good thing he wouldn’t be spending much time here.
Tenka flashed a bright smile and let out a laugh. "Like wise, husband." Then a moment of awkwardness happened as Tenka faltered for a moment. What do married people do exactly?? "Sooooo....nice weather we're having right?" Tenka, what are you talking about?
"Are you who I’m staying with?" Airis set down his guitar case, looking the stranger over. He kind of looked like a drifter, just like him.
"Of course!" Tenka said with his usual flare, fanning himself with his ornate fan. He still wasn't so on board with this pairing up thing, but hey, he's a cool cat and can go with the flow. "Tenka Kumou, here to grace your bland life...and you are Airis right?"
Gotta Make Friends || Open
A new place, a new home, a new life, a new everything. Tenka is living the life and he can't complain. Well except that he has yet to meet a single person aside from his husband and it's starting to making the man go crazy like cabin fever. He needs a pal, a wing man or woman, but mostly he needs a servant to rub his feet, because they are killing him. That's what he gets for deciding to roam around the city for hours in hopes of spotting someone that looked fun enough to meet.
It's just as Tenka was going to turn around and go back home, that someone caught his eye. He looked them over for a moment, silently assessing, before giving an approving nod, Yes they will do and with that, he all but rushed into the person's personal space. "Why hello there, what's your name?"
"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?"
"Of course I know what I’m doing!"
Tenka laughed loudly, outwardly showing confidence when on the inside he honestly didn't know what the hell he was doing. This new gadet that Hermes delivered to the city...a phone of the I variety or something, it's confusing as all get out. The young boss has been trying to figure out how to add numbers to it, but he's failing miserably.
"Maybe this will..." Tenka hit some button or another and the next thing he knew, the phone started screeching out some alarm, vibrating angrily and causing the male to let out an undignified yelp as he dropped it to the ground. Well now....
"Ten-nii! I went into the Cupidos yesterday! Kuroo-nii says I'm an adult now!" And the youngest Kumou puffs up in pride.
"Oh that’s nice Chuutaro..."
Wait....
A.....
"CUPIDOS?!" Cue Tenka finally understanding what was said and going into freak out mode. "What were you doing in Cupidos. OH what did they do with you Chuutaro, my sweet innocent child!" Drammtically clings to the younger, weeping nonsense as he checks Chuutaro over.
Send one of the following to my muse to see how they react:
"Nh, don’t be so rough!"
"You don’t need to be so gentle."
"You’re really good at this…"
"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?"
"I want to try this thing I read in a book."
"Are you sure they won’t find out?"
"Don’t make me beg."
"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?"
"I am not wearing that.”
"Put it away."
"Where do you even find this sort of thing?"
"Are you sure this is legal?"
"I’ll be there in five minutes."
"This is really inappropriate."
"What if someone catches us?"
"I don’t want to look at you right now."
"You have ten minutes, so make it quick."
"Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?"
"What sort of noise was that?"
"We’re moving too fast."
"If you stay quiet, no one will know."
"I know your secret."
Midnight Stroll || Batter & Tenka
As a native New Yorker, the Batter had dealt with his fair share of stupid drunks and panhandlers with no concept of personal space, but so far none of them had the audacity to take something right from his hands; apparently this young man didn’t have the same sense of self preservation that came naturally to most people.
He immediately dropped the cigarette in disgust when it was handed back to him, crushing it under his heel while the young man hacked in his periphery. Maybe if he was lucky the boy would cough up a lung and let the Batter be, but it didn’t seem like fortune had his best interests in mind tonight.
No, instead he suddenly found the boy standing far too close, pawing at his face and yelling about - skincare? Whatever it was, the Batter was just about done listening. He leaned away and reached for his bat, sliding it easily from its sheath in one smooth motion, then pressed the end against the young man’s chest to push him back. By the Batter’s standards it was practically a gentle nudge, but the message was clear all the same.
It didn't even click in Tenka's one track mind that the unknown male had pulled out a bat until it was poking him in the chest. That effectively shut him up as he stared down at the offensive object, wondering why the heck someone one would be carrying a bat around in the first place. But hey each to their own...
Tenka took a moment more to think things through, wondering if he should quit while he's ahead. Of course,the answer to that turned out to be no as the young boss cracked a smile. "Hey cool bat! So you like baseball right? I can see the whole...baseball stare thing you're doing." And since it seemed like it's time for show and tell, Tenka whipped out his trusty steel fan, dramatically fanning himself with it.
"Hohoho we should play a late night game of baseball." A pause then a shake of his head. "Actually no, I'm too fragile for that." Even Tenka laughed at that false statement.
"Oh hey what's you're name anyways?" Somewhere along the way, the exuberant guy had made his way back over to the other. "I'm Tenka Kumou the great and magnificent."
Midnight Stroll || Batter & Tenka
They said that New York was the city that never sleeps but if it did, it was undoubtedly nocturnal. The roar of jazz music could be heard throughout most of the city, pouring down from high apartment windows and blasting out from backroom speakeasies, while men and women shrieked and laughed over the din. Every block offered new excitements and temptations, and the party didn’t stop until well past dawn.
It was awful, as far as the Batter was concerned.
Admittedly, there were times when he found himself looking on with morbid fascination but tonight he wanted no part in the revelry. Unfortunately, it had quickly become clear that the he would find no peace in his apartment thanks to the festivities outside, so instead he’d navigated side streets and back alleys to simply find somewhere quiet. Dressed in his usual uniform and a baseball jacket, with his bat strapped across his back, he’d attracted some strange looks and stranger catcalls but as he trekked further from the clubs and bars the noise died down.
Finally happy with the atmosphere, the Batter paused against the side of a building to rest. He’d only just begun to pull a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket when he was once again interrupted. A young man – who was likely heavily intoxicated – was calling him, which could have been ignored had he not then approached the Batter and started questioning him about his night.
“Fine,” he replied curtly, then shifted away to light his cigarette. Hopefully the boy would get the message.
Okay so people didn't greet strangers with warm smiles and friendly hugs, but wow what a brush off. Tenka pouted like at ten year old as he continued to look at the other, wondering how he could get the guy to be more open. A simple "fine" just would not do for someone as bored as Tenka Kumou.
As the other lit up a cigarette, Tenka reached over with nimble fingers and snatched the cigarette away. He took a long drag of it, despite the protest of his lungs. He's not a smoker in any way shape or form, in fact he hates it. However, one time can't hurt him that much. That was his last thought before his lungs revolted and Tenka started coughing violently to get the poisonous smoke out of his system. Good Lord, he'll never try that again.
"ACK! How do you smoke this stuff!?" Tenka wheezed out as he handed the cigarette back. He didn't even want to look at the offensive thing. He took a couple minutes more to clear out his lungs, before finally settling back against the wall with a weary sigh. That took more energy than he had been prepared to spend. "You know you're going to get crows feet and ugly wrinkles because of those-OH MY GOD MY FACE!"
Frantically he started feeling up his face, then crowed over to the stranger. "Is my face okay? Tell me I'm still pretty!"
His brother senses are tingling.
“…Disgusting.”
"Sooooora! Aniki's feet are sore, why don't you come rub them~"
Midnight Stroll || Open
It's just one of those nights.
One of those nights where his body has pent up energy and his mind is a constant whir, both of which combine in order to prevent sleep. So here Tenka is, wandering the streets of New York, trying to clear his head under the midnight moon.
Of course being Tenka, he got bored of just walking around. He didn't want to dwell in his own mind, but wanted to get away from the thoughts that were keeping him awake at night. So Tenka scoped for something to entertain him. Gambling...no. Drinking...that will make it worse. Hostclub...maybe another night.
And that's when he spot the sole person up ahead, leaning against the side of a building. Of course there is that thing called stranger danger, something that gets multiplied when you are the boss of one of the main three families, but this is Tenka. Tenka does what he wants and worries about the consequences later.
"Hey there!" The boss greeted as he slide up to the person. "How is your night?"
"I’ll take note of that for the future." Kuroo took some lotion onto his hand and looked at his back. There was something weird about it but he paid it no mind as he started at the other males shoulder and rubbed gently. "Yerr skin feels like a baby’s butt." It was so soft for an old man.
Tenka let out a small laugh, peeking over his shoulder at the male behind him. "Such a way with words Roo-kun~" He cooed, closing his eyes. For a moment Tenka was quiet as he fell into the soothing sensation of the back rub. Kuroo wasn't the best he's had, but it still relaxed the mafia boss, drawing out a hum of contentment. "Even a better way with your hands."
WHO WOuld like to thread with this lovely thing
Kuroo was a little taken aback by the other man’s statement but his slight frown turned into a smirk as he picked up the bottle of lotion. “If I didn’t know any better Boss, I’d take your words as an invitation to my bed…or yours, since it’s closer.” He smirked and examined it before moving his finger in a circle. “Turn around, boss.”
"Hmmm maybe if you're a good boy~" Tenka mused as he turned around, putting his back towards Kuroo. Slowly he untied the shash of his kimono and shrugged it off his shoulders, letting it pool around his waist. Luckily he has a good batch of medicine this go around and the usual scales that marred his skin were no were no where in sight, leaving him with smooth tanned skinned. "Now be gentle with me Roo-kun, I'm pretty sensitive~"
