降谷 暁 ⚾ furuya satoru (
staminaroll) wrote2015-06-07 05:34 pm
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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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at least it's a twist off? ] Mm, it was good...! They had punch, too, but we didn't think we could sneak that out as easily...it was in a big bowl.
[ he glances back at eijun for confirmation on that one (you could have just gotten a cup, bless your tipsy hearts) but then smiles back at furuya. ] But that one's all yours!
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He glances at Kominato-kun, then carefully twists the top off the bottle. The first thing he smells is apple, strong and bright. Who knew apple cider could be alcoholic? After a couple sniffs, he takes a sip. There's a definite sting to it but it's sweet enough that it's easy to take another.
And another.]
It's like apple soda but... not.
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[ Drink drink drink...! ]
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Do you like it?
i went with cider i hope that's ok
Seeing Kominato-kun with his cheek on Sawamura's shoulder gives him pause, makes him frown a little (why?) but he deals with that easily: another drink from the bottle. He gestures forward with it after he swallows.]
You look like a couple.
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[ He looks at his pink-haired teammate and blinks... ]
Hey! Furuya! Harucchi might be cute but he's not a girl!
[ Eijun thinks that's why Furuya brought it up....
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eijun valiantly defending his honor just makes haruichi giggle, and he chides, gently-- ] That shouldn't matter, Eijun-kun--and, anyway!
[ declarative, he reaches over and pats furuya's thigh, until he can get his hand on top of furuya's, small fingers wiggling into the space in between. ] There's three of us, me, Eijun-kun, and Furuya-kun, so it'd have to be all three.
[ there are some lines here that aren't being connected (couple = dating, which is certainly not what the three of them are doing) but being tipsy the way he is, that makes perfect sense. ]
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matching icons....
i have no eyes to match with :(
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sorry for the hold up on smooches