THEY COME AND GO

i know it's my fault, so put your finger down. araragi koyomi. affiliated.

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   The seconds passing were all that were needed to melt her icy exterior, eyes closed and just the faintest of smiles gracing her lips. No matter what distance was between them before this moment, it was comforting to know how easy it was to slip into this back and forth.

   “Your breaks are as plentiful as your compliments, evidently.” Senjougahara was still just a girl, and any girl liked compliments. To tell her not to expect them too often was simply unforgivable. A ribbing was required.

   With her hands clasped behind her back she carried on. “Is this your way of telling me you’re a hard M? ‘Hitagi-tan, my love, please don’t go easy on me, I deserve to be punished for making you cry into your pillow every night because of my absence. I’m not fit to be a man, much less the one who will give you his name, so emasculate me more.’“ Her eyes were closed, deep in troubled thoughts of the scenario she had definitely placed herself in. Ah, tearing a man down to rebuild him into something with honor, how troublesome. What a burden.

    But not so much of a burden that she couldn’t take that hand he offered her–though he probably wasn’t so thrilled at the prospect now. She was really smiling now, at least.

   “That’s fine, the first step of your re-masculation will be your nerd girlfriend teaching you how to mash DP on wakeup. It’s a lesson applicable to real life as well, so please take it to heart.”

There she goes, talking about things he doesn’t understand at all. That makes him smile, he knows more than anyone that it was a good signal. He could almost say it’s his lucky charm for the rest of the week (—or month? Who knows!). Nothing eased his mind more. “C’mon, what if I compliment you too much and you get bored of it? You don’t know what you have until you lose it or something.” Which, by itself, could mean anything.

And like the good person he is, he listens closely to what she has today. He’s able to sort of see the general idea of what she’s trying to say. Among references, it lies something that he can understand. His hand doesn’t shy away, and holds her soft hand carefully before moving closer, although he doesn’t do anything else after that. He’s done too much. Got to take things slow and enjoy as much as he could. 

Before he gets bullied again, that is.

“Huhhh? What are you talking about? My masculinity is okay, I guess. Though I don’t mind you things, as long as they’re useful.“

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“Oh no,” As much as he tries to divert his gaze, the meeting was imminent. So he believes that repeating himself was a way to deny reality, “Oh no.” But it’s to no avail, he doesn’t move an inch of his body. He break the direct glare to look elsewhere, pretending he made a mistake and tried to play it cool by slowly moving away from her. Probably if he moves slowly she would have a hard time discerning who he is.

Probably not.

He pretends be annoyed but it’s simply because of their dynamic together. Deep down he maay have missed her, but there’s no way he’d say that out loud. It’s not like she’s Senjougahara or—

“Ack.”

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   “Tch.”

   Her stance didn’t change, even as he moved closer. She certainly hadn’t forgotten the promise they’d made when they first met, but the air here was different. ‘We’ll tell each other, no matter how silly it is, we’ll never hide things from each other from now on.’ But as much as she wanted to pry, or at least scold him from keeping secrets, she would trust him enough that it would be said when he was ready to say it.

   Though, she had an inclination–a homebody like him, despite all the trouble he got wrapped into, would find it a bit harder to fare in this situation.

   There was the vampire, too.

   “Tch–” She scoffed again, as if her pausing to think had distracted both of them from the first time. “That’s a cool line.” It wasn’t, but for an easily-enamored late-bloomer it struck a cord. Her expression now wasn’t a full pout, but it was still a bit softer than the daggers she had been staring moments before. And still definitely had shades of a pout.

   “Trying to blame me for going missing, that’s such a cool move. I must be mistaken then; Araragi has evolved way past harem protagonist. Could it be, he’s now a lead playable character in a bestselling roleplaying game about a group of ragtag friend who solve murder mysteries in alternate dimensions? The type of character that can save a franchise and developer from bankruptcy and make a stunning return during EVO 2017 after an extended hiatus?”

   As she spoke she stepped closer, turning to stand at his side as would always proudly do no matter what. She would still allow room for him to breathe, as much as her hand twitched to chase his into the pocket where it had been hiding all this time. To be beside him like this, no matter after how long or short of a time, was enough to satisfy her.

   But still.

   “I am cute everyday, though. Please don’t diminish my efforts.”

Araragi wasn’t actively looking to hide things from her. She should know that he probably wasn’t the best at making decisions. He wanted to enjoy the usual back-and-forth without worrying about the rest. Knowing Senjougahara, she already read him like a book the moment she locked gazes with him. She’s cool like that, and he knows it very well. And hopefully she can cut him some slack, even if he’d be in a better position if he could talk about himself as freely as he wished. 

“Yeah, well, I learned from the best.” Completely referring to Hitagi, in a subtle way. It was difficult for him to adapt, coming from a ‘quiet’ life (to put it in simple terms), to this peculiar place. Yet, he finds easy to chatter and behave as usual in spite of the needless stress. 

“And I don’t understand what you’re saying. I like fighting games, but I am not a nerd like you. No way you’ll give me a break, huh?” Not like he was actually bothered by it, he just feigned his resignation. He stands still, eyes moving at the same speed she smoothly placed herself next to him. 

“Hi.” He says, turning his head toward her, meeting her gaze again, “Don’t overdo it. Just accept the compliment. They’re limited, you know.” And raises his hand up... moving to her particular direction.

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  Like a mirror, the same image reflected back with the most minute of differences. Not just the glass being tarnished, but the image itself. The feeling of flipping the artist’s canvas in Photoshop and seeing how rough all the familiar shapes were in reality.

  That Araragi was on the cusp of learning something about mirrors, but that’s a story spoiler for another day.

  The point being, as much as they were alike–forcing themselves out of those shabby apartments for even the shortest of moments–the motives were at least different. While for him it was an escape from a new reality, for her it was a desperate attempt to find something of the olden days to cling on to. She’d already found an underclassman, to start.

  Well, if one half of a married couple (how presumptuous, Gahara-san?!) is lucky enough to hit the lottery, the other half would naturally benefit too.

  There’s a pause before her lips finally part to speak.

  “…For someone with two sisters and a plethora of female admirers, that’s an awfully stale greeting, don’t you think? Are you really the harem lead the world has always thought you to be?” Not that she’s offering any amount of the enthusiasm she expected from him, but for Naoetsu’s champion ice queen this kind of greeting is surely warm enough.

He chooses silence as he begins to pen thought to actions. His neutral gape guides itself to firm visage with mild interest, fixating upon her gaze, eye-to-eye. A smart mind would deign to answer that kind of answer, but Araragi is known for throwing the best kind of comebacks, as well as the worst. “Building my way there, gotta start from the bottom now.” As usual, his acuity overflows. Like his faux ego. And an otherworldly disposition casts a small grin to said things and finds hard to keep himself from doing so.

But it left as fast as it came. He takes smooth strides towards her particular direction, hands stuffed inside pockets. It’s one of those familiar things he does, surely Hitagi Senjougahara knows those well. It’s almost funny how he halts just five or so feet from her frame. Stance chill and unbelievably calm, looking like some sort of professional already after spending some time alone. In a city that only God knows where it’s located.

“About time you showed you, I was starting to miss you.” And he lies, so blatantly. He deceives in fear of displaying his feelings raw, he lies because he’s not sure about himself right now, and he tries to keep it cool because he doesn’t want to worry her. It’s both selfish and caring, but mostly selfish. Knowing what she’s said, knowing what he’s promised to do. It’s bad of him—no, it’s awful of him to keep things for himself despite their relationship. He would enjoy beating himself up over it, but it’s... hard.

And right now, he prefers to keep all his problems aside to spend time with her. As bad as it sounds. “...You look cute, today.” Safe move, hopefully.

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@staplerer wants araragi to suffer.

He once had the strength to mask his feelings. Deadpan and move on, being able to look at the current state of his life and the places surrounding him in the most neutral way possible. It’s come a long way for him to mature (slightly, he still needs to learn). He still feels that weird feeling upon him, moving inside his mind to and fro. If he’s honest about it, he has no idea how to deal with it. 

Being in this place, mostly by himself, gets the worst side of him. At least, internally. The rubble and random faces he has to see daily gets overwhelming. Being shoved inside a place so  unreal like this without anyone by your side can get anyone in an awful mood. He feels lonely. He feels absent. He doesn’t belong here.

All he needed was a single stroll, he didn’t even feel like walking, but a stronger need of doing something other than spending time inside his new room won over his laziness. 

... And it seems, that one more time, he lucked out. When he sees familiar purple hues move, he needed to rub his eyes more than three times to realize he wasn’t—— 

She’s watching. A plethora of emotions rushing inside his mind, colliding against each other and making him feel so confused right now. But all he could muster was,

“Hi.”

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Late to the party, and during a meme sunday- but like this for a starter, maybe? I’ll write them... later.

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what’s your motive with me baby

See they could tear me down, take everything I made I'll still be here next to you.

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I can’t stop laughing at this

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Get to know me//Anime edition

Protagonists (1/5) Koyomi Araragi

“I didn’t save someone else. Right now, I just saved myself. Hitagi did, Hanekawa did, Shinobu did, Ononoki-chan did, everyone saved me. If everyone had saved me, and I didn’t save myself? I just can’t allow something like that to happen!”