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[ The journey to the station, meeting up with the guy, relocating to their final destination and making the appropriate transaction in a seemingly empty room has all gone successfully enough. There's the unspoken concern for Nazuna's companion but that is a matter to be addressed once they've secured their privacy. He does glimpse up at the other boy as they proceed down the hall though he's soon distracted with searching for the room number that matches with his key card.
Ah.
Nazuna comes to an unannounced halt and blindly reaches behind him to grab at Asahi to prevent him from wandering further. While no apology is offered, he's quick to withdraw his hand to wordlessly focus on working the door open. There's a short click almost immediately and he pushes his weight against the door before the back handle unintentionally knocks against the wall and reveals the room in its full glory. After the light switch is flipped up, that is.
As his shoulders slump forward, Nazuna forces himself to stand properly once more. He peers over to Asahi nd jerks his head in the room's direction, expecting him to go inside first.
What's waiting for them isn't horribly lavish and just barely misses the mark of passing for a standard hotel room. There's a good sized bed at the far end, a television monitor hovering above a dresser, a miniature fridge and a door that presumably leads to a bathroom. But the lack of windows and one wall being partially lined with mirrors serves as a reminder of the room's purpose.
It's all stuff that is going to be investigated further in a second.
A sigh of relief leaves Nazuna when he finally steps inside. The hood of his jacket is pushed off his head when the door is closed. Okay, he can relax for two seconds. Now he squats down to get his shoes off. ]
This is all ours for the next three hours... ♪
Ah.
Nazuna comes to an unannounced halt and blindly reaches behind him to grab at Asahi to prevent him from wandering further. While no apology is offered, he's quick to withdraw his hand to wordlessly focus on working the door open. There's a short click almost immediately and he pushes his weight against the door before the back handle unintentionally knocks against the wall and reveals the room in its full glory. After the light switch is flipped up, that is.
As his shoulders slump forward, Nazuna forces himself to stand properly once more. He peers over to Asahi nd jerks his head in the room's direction, expecting him to go inside first.
What's waiting for them isn't horribly lavish and just barely misses the mark of passing for a standard hotel room. There's a good sized bed at the far end, a television monitor hovering above a dresser, a miniature fridge and a door that presumably leads to a bathroom. But the lack of windows and one wall being partially lined with mirrors serves as a reminder of the room's purpose.
It's all stuff that is going to be investigated further in a second.
A sigh of relief leaves Nazuna when he finally steps inside. The hood of his jacket is pushed off his head when the door is closed. Okay, he can relax for two seconds. Now he squats down to get his shoes off. ]
This is all ours for the next three hours... ♪
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... If we play something player versus player, we could make it more interesting by making a bet~?
[ Asahi obviously isn't an aggressive person but there must be some competitive streak deep down. There are various indicators of him being a starting player for his volleyball club and that doesn't happen without effort. ]
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Asahi tilts his head a bit, feeling interested but also wary.] What kind of bet?
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Asahi moves through the pile, and pulls out Smash Bros.]
This is a fighting game? I'm not that great at it, but it's fun and easy to pick up. We could compete in this?
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Sure. If Asachin's willing to put up a fight, I don't have the mind to say no!
[ Nazuna proceeds to slip off the couch and onto the floor. The right way to play video games is on the floor, right? ]
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Whether he's still decent at it remains to be seen.
He passes Nito one of the controllers with a little smile.]
I won't go easy on you. [He says.] But only because I haven't played in so long I'm probably rusty anyways. Do you need me to tell you the controls..?
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I obviously can't back down from that challenge~? So I won't go easy on you, either!
[ His gaze momentarily lowers to examine the unfamiliar buttons. ]
Mm~? Nope, you don't need to say a word. I think I'll be okay. Don't be so worried about your competition...♪
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[Even though he doesn't remember all the buttons himself. He knows how to jump and attack, though. What else is there? Asahi taps on the buttons, trying to activate his muscle memory.
Soon, the character selection screen loads. He hesitates a bit, but ends up choosing Kirby, the round, pink... something.]
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[ Asahi's character choice gets him to think. The roster of this game is tiny compared to later incarnations... But hope isn't lost just yet. He wants to keep a distance in this fight and there is a reliable option.
Marth is soon elected on the screen. ]
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Once they've settled on characters, he lets the game choose a random stage, and wipes his palms on his pants so he can get a better grip on his controller.
The game starts, and Asahi's demeanor shifts. He gets a little more focused, the way he gets when a match starts. He starts mashing buttons, jumping a distance away from Nito's character, before Kirby comes up behind Marth and starts throwing fists.]
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When the second fight comes to an end, he blinks at the screen and then down to his controller. He definitely had no idea who would win nor is there any room to be disappointed. ]
Aha~? Looks like Asachin wanted to get it done quick, huh?
[ He sets his controller down in front of his own lap while gently teasing the other boy. ]
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Maybe.. Are you sure I didn't have an unfair advantage? [He asks playfully.]
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That just makes it sound like I'm willing to fight a battle I know I already lost~?
[ Which... isn't entirely untrue. But that's not the case with this silly impromptu battle. ]
But I can recognize when I finally do lose, at least. I'm happy I tried~
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But first, [He adds, getting to his feet.] You have to tell me what you want to drink. Water, tea, juice, sports drink...?
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I have a water that I left upstairs, I think?
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[Fussing host Asahi mode has been reengaged!]
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[ He snorts. ]
Maybe Asachin's the one that's hungry? [ There's a flash of teeth as he turns his head to look up at the other boy. ] If I agree to eat something will that make you feel better~?
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..I don't know. You just seem like someone who is too polite to say if you're hungry.
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We still got a lot to learn about each other... I wouldn't go without food if I thought I was being polite. That's one less thing for you to worry about. ☆
[ For the record! ]
I might not look it but I have a real appetite when I do get hungry. There are times where I have a taste for something different~?
[ Is he making a crude joke? Who's to say? ]
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I know better than to assume you don't have an appetite just because of your, um, size. Some of my teammates are... kind of voracious?
[He sits next to Nito on the couch.]
What do you have a taste for right now?
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[ He glances to the floor. ]
Maybe we shouldn't leave the controllers out. That's kind of a tripping hazard, right?
[ Though maybe it was rude to have Asahi pull them out for one game. So he's going to take it upon himself to return the favor and relocate to the floor to... take care of that. This is what people do on dates, right? ]
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This is probably a terrible, terrible date. He probably regrets coming all the way up to Miyagi to see him. Asahi feels awful, and almost wishes she hadn't convinced Nito to come in the first place.
And then his phone vibrates with a new text, and things somehow get worse.]
Oh. My mom says she'll be home in half an hour, so...
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Ah...
[ Meeting the parent isn't part of the agenda but he isn't going to say that. He can't be surprised when the guy did say that she'd be coming home sooner or later. It's just a wonder of how he'd even be introduced. ]
I think I might be hungry, after all.
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He licks his lips and nods when Nito suggests an out.]
Okay. We can go out? [Asahi asks, pretty sure this is what the other boy is after. He should never have brought him home in the first place. Suga would shame him for the rest of eternity if he ever was to find out that Asahi's decided to follow up a love hotel tryst by inviting the guy to his house.]
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[ And now to return to the couch since there's nothing else he can really do. ]
I mean, we don't have to spend money? But I can understand if you don't feel like fixing something up. And it'd be rude of me to invite myself into the kitchen.
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