降谷 暁 ⚾ furuya satoru (
staminaroll) wrote2015-06-07 05:34 pm
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I'M. GONNA. BE. ACE. THE VERY BEST ACE. THAT NO ONE FURUYA EVER WAS!!!
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Eijun-kun, not so loud, people are sleeping! [ it'd have a lot more effectiveness if he wasn't kind of giggly, though. he pockets his phone once he's texted furuya and currently has an arm around eijun, trying to pull him backwards from standing on a bench. ]
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That means that once he recovers his wits (and once Sawamura calls him out by name, rude), he comes up and wraps his arms around Sawamura's waist, attempting to bodily move him from the bench. It won't make him be any quieter, but it'll definitely distract him.]
Shut up.
[He doesn't mean to get right into Kominato-kun's personal space when he does this, but it happens anyway. Sorry, Kominato-kun.]
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[ Eijun yells but-- really, doesn't really do much in physical protest to Furuya's manhandling. He points at Furuya accusingly... but not much else... !]
... You can take my number!!!
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normally he'd move out of the way pretty quick when someone's up that close and personal, but haruichi just sort of lists into it a little, not quite in control of all of his usual fine motor skills. ]
S-sorry! [ he does manage to get out, maintaining at least a little of his good sense even, and haruichi wipes at his face, pushing his bangs up out of his eyes for a moment. ] We were just... [ just... ] --sorry.
[ hee hee. ]
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[Up this close to both of them, Furuya's definitely caught a whiff of something... unexpected. He's suddenly very glad he didn't go to this mixer but on the other hand, he can't let Kominato-kun go home like this. Kominato-senpai will kill him. He's less concerned about Sawamura but Sawamura might implicate Kominato-kun on top of getting himself in trouble. That means neither of them can go home.
He feels Kominato-kun bump against his side and puts his hand out to steady his friend's shoulder while still having his other arm around Sawamura. It's a little awkward and unusual, touching both of them at once, but suddenly everything seens a little awkward and unusual. Furuya turns from Sawamura (and his pointing finger) to Kominato-kun to tell him that he knows what's going on, and--
Oh.
Kominato-kun's eyes.
Even under the streetlight's weird orange glow they're intense and unexpected. He's only ever seen them from the dugout before and up close they're even more powerful, and unlike when he sees him from the dugout, right now Kominato-kun is laughing. His eyes lit up like that and looking up at Furuya... It takes a minute for Furuya to remember where he is, let alone what he was going to say.
Right. That they can't go back to their houses. What comes out is]
You have to come home with me.
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[ There's wonder in Eijun's voice. Wonder at seeing your eyes. He twists around and inches towards Haruichi until their faces are just inches away.... ]
You have eyes....!
[ He says with a laugh. Yeah. That's obvious... ]
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Wh-- [ and then he laughs again, an abrupt giggle because of course he does, he can see just fine, of course he has two eyes, but none of that ends up coming out. instead he just flushes a little further even with the alcohol, putting a hand on eijun's shoulder to steady himself completely and then-- hey.
wait a second furuya said something. ] Home? [ haruichi turns his head finally, a two second delay. right... ] Aniki went home early, I should...
[ ....should, harucchi? ]
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Furuya huffs and shakes his head. Noooooo, you cannot go where your brother went.]
You can't let your brother see you like this. Or Sawamura. Nobody else from the team lives with me, come on.
[And by virtue of being the tallest and least intoxicated, he attempts to start moving this whole operation toward his house. It's not far, maybe one streetlight away.]
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[ Eijun protests verbally, though he doesn't do much physically except be led away. ]
That's not Harucchi's home tooo!!
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Mm, no, it's like--Eijun-kun, like a sleepover. [ he can at least recognize that eijun's pretty tipsy. ] A sleepover with Furuya-kun! Right?
[ he's also being led along too, helping wrangle eijun but being just as obedient himself. ]
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[Which doesn't really surprise him. Having them both close up like that definitely let him get a whiff of their breath and that's the most surprising thing. Furuya's glad to have Kominato-kun's help with this. He has no patience for trying to deal with Sawamura when he's sober.]
Yes. Both of you can stay here for the night. Are you tired at all?
[They don't seem to be, but isn't that a thing alcohol does? Makes you drowsy?
After a moment's consideration, he aims them toward the side of the house. It'll be less disruptive to go in through the back door.]
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No way! No no no! I could go on all night!
[ Doing what? One wonders... He tries to walk and then sways until he's leaning onto Haruichi...]
How about you, Harucchi?
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he doesn't want to be separated too much from furuya either--the same hand wiggles a little on his hip like he's hoping to grab for furuya too on the other side. ]
But people don't always sleep at those...right? I've never been to one... but they tell ghost sor...stories. [ for some reason, that's funny, and he giggles again, dropping his head into eijun's shoulder to smother it. ]
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Furuya's quiet during their exchange but apparently he's wrong about alcohol. Television has led him astray. Furuya takes a few steps ahead to check that no one's outside in the backyard and when he comes back and sees Kominato-kun's hand... well, ok, sure. He takes Kominato-kun's hand in his and tugs the pair of them along.
They both seem so happy. Maybe he should've gone to this mixer.
The mention of ghost stories puts a little trace of amusement into his voice.]
I've never been to one either but ghost stories might scare someone.
[He absolutely means Sawamura. Obviously Furuya is fearless.]
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[ Eijun proudly yells, standing apart from Haruichi just so he can give Furuya a defiant glare..... and for a moment, he stands straight... and then he kind of stumbles forward to Furuya. ]
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Eijun-kun, be careful--! [ he does at least reach out to make a grab for the back of his shirt, but it's not nearly hard enough to yank him back. the motion does make the bottle they'd grabbed on the way out rattle around in his coat, though. ]
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Furuya freezes, still holding Kominato-kun's hand and one arm around Sawamura again. What does he do now?]
So the bottle is in Eijun's.... coat right? :D
He begins to frantically pat around his coat feeling for something.... until he feels the neck of the bottle Haruichi and him both smuggled out the party. He takes it out and holds it up like a price. ]
Ta-da! We brought it for you, Furuya! Leftovers!
[ As much as unopened bottles could be leftovers. ]
better than than his pants right
Oh, yeah...! Since you couldn't come! [ the smile on haruichi's face practically radiates genuine, and he nods eagerly in time with eijun's prize holding of the bottle. ] We missed you.
furuya is not drinking pants booze so yes
Sawamura looks downright proud and Kominato-kun is beaming. Furuya doesn't know what else to do but reach for the bottle. It was enough of a surprise to know there'd been drinking at this party. Having it brought to him is beyond all expectations.]
I don't think I can take this inside.
[He puts his hand on the top and tests to see if it's a twist-off. If he needs a bottle opener, then it'll have to go inside, but he'd rather drink it outside.
The thought of not drinking it does cross his mind (in Miyuki-senpai's voice) but it's a gift. From his friends. Because they missed him. He can't turn that down.]
it was sealed, Furuya! Waste not, want not!
AH! MIYUKI WILL STEAL IT WON'T HE?!
true tho
We can sit outside, then! [ a pause. ] We'll just have to sit close, since it's cold.
[ this bonding is happening rn ]
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[Leave it to Sawamura to not even know what house he's at. Furuya's pretty sure Miyuki-senpai wouldn't steal it anyway, though, even if he did live here.
After a moment, Furuya just nods and leads them further into the backyard. There are flagstones back there so they don't have to sit on the grass. He waits to make sure the other two are with him--don't make him do this alone, ok--and then sits down.]
Is this what you guys were drinking?
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[ Deny deny deny. But once they're sitting down, Eijun forgets all about that and Furuya pointing out he was wrong. ]
This and some other thing... I don't know! I just kept trying things that looked cool! They didn't taste too bad... Furuya try it!!
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i went with cider i hope that's ok
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matching icons....
i have no eyes to match with :(
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sorry for the hold up on smooches