#*soukisumako

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ahh shit i just realized i needed to specify a number ;; mmMM 4-8?

Sounds good to me. :>SouKisuMako:How do date nights look like?If it’s down to Sousuke, then they’re pretty chill. Just hanging out together in the living room, watching shit on Netflix and ordering take-out food works well for him. If it’s down to Kisumi, then they’re needlessly fancy. Kisumi has to check out every new restaurant that opens in town, which he claims is for market research for his estate agent job, but is actually just because he’s both nosy and likes to treat his boys out to a good meal. Makoto is content to go along with either of the other two, but to the point that it’s annoying. Sousuke and Kisumi are both constantly like “But what do you want to do???” and Makoto’s always “I’m happy with just whatever :)”. Completely insufferable.Do any members get jealous? How do they act when they do?Makoto is the most jealous one. Prone to pettiness, especially since he knows no one expects it from him. Will dislike someone before he gets to know them and claims he “got a bad vibe from them” just because they dated Kisumi like five years ago or something (re: Chiyo). But once he’s settled and content in a relationship, Makoto will calm down considerably and see he’s got nothing to worry about.Sousuke can get pretty jealous as well, but he tends to keep it to himself more than Makoto does. Silent, judging stares are more his thing.Kisumi doesn’t have a jealousy button or even understands how jealousy works. I see Kisumi and Haru as being the most poly of the Free! boys, so Kisumi tends to be free with his affections and doesn’t understand that his casual flirting with everyone causes Makoto and Sousuke a lot of stress. He tries harder to understand once they talk him through it, but he still never gets it. They all work hard though, both SouMako with their jealous streaks and Kisumi with being too free with his affections, until they reach a happy middle ground.Who asked who out? How was the first date(s)?Makoto asked both Sousuke and Kisumi out. He’d been torn between them for a while and one day just blurted out that he likes them both and things went from there. Sousuke and Kisumi had a history of casually dating each other before that, so they were more familiar with one another. The first date the three of them shared was kind of awkward for both Sousuke and Makoto, like oh god are people judging us???? But as soon as the three of them got back to one of their apartments and were free to just be themselves they had a better night.Who brings home stray pets and convinces the others to keep them? MAKOTO OF COURSE. If it’s a dog, Sousuke will instantly agree to keeping it. Anything else he’ll be like “Well, if it makes you happy”. Kisumi has to be the voice of reason and ask them if they’re truly ready and prepared to have a pet, including if their schedules can work with one. It’s not easy looking into Makoto’s eyes and saying this about every cat he brings home, but someone has to do it.Who are the reckless ones that make Bad Decisions? Who are the sensible ones who follow after them to make sure they don’t die?Kisumi and Makoto are both the reckless thrill-seekers. Sousuke thought he’d have an easy time with these two. He was wrong. Sousuke is the one who follows them around with a med kit and an arsenal of quotes that your mum would come out with in regards to reckless behaviour. Sometimes he can be no fun.

[sunkenscruffycat]

soumako or kisumako + ♜, if you'd like! the little ficlets you've done so far are absolutely darling, btw. :'3

Different strokes for different folks.

Makoto had heard that phrase before, followed by Nagisa’s shrieking with a laughter so fruity that it left no one in the room doubting why he was laughing. Yet even so, Makoto was starting to figure out what it meant. Not in… th-that way. Well okay, to some people that probably was the case, but that wasn’t how Makoto thought about it.

Though in his case, it was more like different strokes from different folks.

Makoto was a big guy. He was gentle with most, because most people couldn’t handle him if he wasn’t. But Sousuke could. Makoto could throw at Sousuke whatever he couldn’t do to most people and Sousuke would not only endure it, but enjoy enduring it. The same worked in the reverse. They were both built to handle taking out their tension on each other.

So when Sousuke worked Makoto’s shoulders, it was intense and exhausting and everything that Makoto needed. Sousuke pushed into all the cracks and muscles. Nothing was ever left untouched. A massage from Sousuke was like going on a hike up a mountain. Hard work at the time, but once you’d got to the top and seen how much ground you’d covered, you knew that it was worth it.

Then there was Kisumi, all the way at the other end of the spectrum. Because yeah, there were days when Makoto just wanted to be destroyed by one of Sousuke’s deep massages, but there were also days when he just wanted to relax. Work was hard and Makoto tended to devote more time to his job than he did do himself. So sometimes when he came home, he’d collapse on the sofa and just be done.

That was when Kisumi stepped in. He was so light and gentle, but soothing in a way that no one else was. More often than not, at the end of Kisumi softly massaging his back, Makoto would be sound asleep and Kisumi would see that as a compliment. It meant that this was a job well done.

…Okay, so actually that probably wasn’t at all what that phrase meant, was it? It was probably more about different people needing different approaches. Whereas Makoto was one single person  who needed different approaches. But regardless, he certainly got everything he wanted from both Sousuke and Kisumi, so no matter how any old phrases went, Makoto wouldn’t change them for the world.

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Can't copy on mobile but cuddling in a blanket fort kisumako

Kisumi could sense Makoto’s unhappiness from the sole arm that was sticking out from under the pile of blankets. So he took hold of Makoto’s hand and gripped it for morale support. Beneath the blankets, Makoto let out a low whine.

“You’re doing great, just hang in there,” Kisumi soothed. He tried not to laugh, but a few giggles slipped out and he could tell that Makoto had heard them.

“I don’t think that ‘sweating it out’ is actually a thing,” Makoto said, his voice muffled, “Please Google it for me and send Sousuke your findings. I’m probably not going to make it.”

“Come on, you know Sousuke doesn’t trust looking up anything medical online. Not when he can use a remedy that’s been in his family for generations,” replied Kisumi.

“Maybe if I burn to death he’ll finally learn…” Makoto grumbled.

Kisumi rolled his eyes; “Don’t be like that.”

“I’m ill, I can be however I want.”

Well, that was it. Kisumi decided that he’d had enough. So he shifted several of the blankets until he could see Makoto’s face, which was bright red and about as sorry-looking as Kisumi had ever seen him. With his most reassuring smile, Kisumi lay down next to him, snuggling in.

“Kisumi, you can’t… you’ll catch whatever I have…” Makoto insisted.

“It’ll be worth it to help you through these trying times. Besides, then Sousuke will have to look after both of us and I don’t think that’s a bad thing,” Kisumi hummed.

Perhaps if Makoto had been at full strength, then he might have argued with Kisumi, but he was too weak and overheated to bother right now. So instead he lifted up an arm and slung it over Kisumi, admitting defeat. The two of them would sweat this thing out together.