outfields | they should play let's go island 3d

[hey, it's not his fault that you've asked where they should go on their day off!

sorry, not sorry, miyuki. kuramochi's a little more hyped up than usual to be able to spend time at the arcade.]

But you ain't good with any of these games here. What gives!

[but whatever, fine; he'll avoid fighting games today. instead, he glances at the area to find a good substitute...]

Then we're playin' House of the Dead. [it's something other than the usual fighting games! and it should be easy enough, point and shoot...]

I'm not good at Mortal Kombat, either, you just think it's funny when people stop to watch how bad I am!

[ it's not totally true that he's bad at everything, he's passable at the racing games, but kuramochi likes things covered in blood, not pavement, and he's not really here for himself.

he turns to follow kuramochi's gaze, and makes a face at the title screen. zombies... why did it have to be zombies? at least the shooting games were a little more straightforward than pressing a b x y down sideways upside down, or whatever. ] Yeah, all right, fine.

[ he puts his hand squarely on the small of kuramochi's back and pushes him toward the machine... mostly so he doesn't get distracted by the line of fighting games one row ahead of their actual destination. ]

[he's not going to deny that, though; it is funny when miyuki attracts attention while he's doing something stupid. he gives a laugh in return.] Yeah, it is.

[partly, at least. if there's any girls around, that's when the fun goes away. stupid glasses and his good looks, no matter how shitty he can be all some of the girls look at are his looks.

...not to say he doesn't like how miyuki looks. but when would this ex-punk openly admit that kind of stuff? almost never.

when he's pushed towards the shooting game, kuramochi gives a look at the other. really, his attention span isn't like a certain underclassman idiot.]

What, are you that excited to get beaten up by monsters?

[ he pulls a face, because seriously, you didn't have to admit it, kuramochi. ] Sure, for you!

[ he pushes a little harder when kuramochi teases him about getting beaten up. he deadpans: ] I'm just hurrying up so I can get the indignity over with.

[ and he kind of likes touching kuramochi in public, but that part he's definitely not openly admitting. ]

[but it's the truth.]

What, it ain't gonna be like I'm beating your ass up again.

[since it'll be co-op...

despite miyuki leading him over to the game he suggested, kuramochi notices a similar game that might be more fun than just zombies.]

Or we can go play that game instead. [he points to that tourist visiting an island game.]

Yeah, you're just gonna be making fun of my aim.

[ he blinks at the change in picks. is that a shark? he's never played it before, but the concept seems pretty obvious even without getting in it.

it'll be better than zombies, probably. ] ...sure, I guess. But if the 3D gives me a headache, I'm sitting the next one out.

[ no one tell him the 3d is going to be the least of his problems. he digs in his pocket one-handed for coins, other hand leaving kuramochi's back to curl at his arm just under his elbow. ]

Says the guy who gets the "Aim and Hit" song. [and then there's his usual "Hyaha!" laugh.]

Yeah, yeah. The 3D ain't that bad, don't worry.

[he'll still tease, but in the end if it's THAT bad their run at the game'll be just once. he's not that mean.

he also goes through his pocket as well, and gets out a few coins out and counts.]

You got enough for your play?

A bat and a stupid light gun are totally different!

[ not addressing the fact that his baseball aim needs work, too. ]

We'll see about that...

[ grumbled mostly under his breath. he sorts coins in his palm with his thumb. ] I--think I'm good, yeah.

[ he's tried to say nope, totally don't have enough change! before, and that went about as well as expected. it's easier to just empty out his change jar on game center days. ]

But you still aim with both.

[anyways, kuramochi goes to go insert the coins into the machine for his own play. he definitely would've offered to pay for miyuki's play too, if the other didn't have enough. that's what totally happened before.]

Hey you caught on quick with my golf game before, stop being so whiny about it.

["you'll pick it up just fine" is what he'd have said but what is actually being nice out in the public.]

Not the same way!

[ he'd probably be okay with a gun that had an actual bullet - even a paint bullet, something like that - but he can't seem to get a sense for how the video game guns actually worked without any physical feedback. ]

The golf game's my speed, though...

[ in that it's hand-eye coordination, not aim-and-fire, but maybe this'll hit somewhere closer to that end of the game style scale and not be such a pain in his ass. circling the machine to look for the pay tower, he's a beat late to ducking through the curtain and sliding onto his side of the bench inside. he blinks at the change in lighting, leaning forward to slide coins into the machine. when he straightens up, he looks sideways toward kuramochi, wrist settling on the dashboard of the machine. ready when you are. ]

Edited 2016-02-01 08:47 (UTC)

[they can go play paintball with a group of ~~friends~~ TEAMMATES next time then! it'll just go horrible because these two are just going to ignore who's on which team and hit each other anyways...]

We'll play a game with your choice after this, then. But you better not slack off on purpose!

[as soon as the both of them are ready, kuramochi starts the game. at least this game's friendly enough to give you a short tutorial within the gameplay, even if the premise is so silly.]

Edited (THERE) 2016-02-02 01:20 (UTC)

[ complains, complete with his most offended face: ] I don't actually want to lose!

[ and then he's paying attention to the screen. this premise is dumb, he's about to say, when all of a sudden there are, what the hell are those, pirates? he has to laugh. ] Haha, this is stupid... [ which he knows kuramochi knows, but he just thought he should mention it. he continues, voice flat. ] Gee, I wonder how she's gonna get the gun to shoot the stupid sharks...

[kuramochi gives a "i don't believe you" look in response, but he doesn't say anything as he turns his attention to the game... or tries to.

thanks for your lame commentary, miyuki. kuramochi starts laughing under his breath because this game IS stupid.]

Just go along with it, alright? It gets better.

Well, it's not like it could get worse... right?

[ no one has told him about the stupid compatibility sequences.

he's getting the hang of things faster than he thought he would, which is probably because this game was designed with couples that are around for fun in mind. he curses half under his breath when his aim is a little off, leaning closer to the screen, heedless of any air jet 3d experiences to come.

(it's his own fault for not reading anything on the machine.) ]

Edited 2016-02-10 07:05 (UTC)

[sorry miyuki, kuramochi's not really putting his all into the game just quite yet because how you've quickly got engrossed into the game. besides it's still the beginning and it's not that hard...

so kuramochi's not exactly shooting at the targets and instead snickering under his breath.]

[ he notices kuramochi is slacking off all of a sudden, mostly because he's realizing how full the screen is getting with crabs and whatever, and looks sideways to tell kuramochi he sucks. his eyes narrow, and he opens his mouth to ~~whine~~ complain right before a jet of air hits him in the neck, and he squawks, drawing back from the screen and looking something like a disgruntled cat. ]

Shut up--

[ declared before anyone even says anything, and he's going to back it up with his shoulder bumping against kuramochi's arm. ]

[and that reaction earns a burst of laughter from kuramochi. he has to let go of the controller so he can properly support himself while laughing out loud.]

Did you just squawk??? That's so lame!

[and he'll keep laughing as he tries to go back to focusing on the game...

only to start cracking up again and miss his targets. he wouldn't care if he gets called that he sucks at the moment, that reaction from miyuki was a little too much.]

Shut up...

[ whined like that's ever stopped kuramochi, ever, and punctuated with another bump of his shoulder. he's still technically playing the game, but he's as bad as kuramochi. ]

Why didn't you warn me?!

[hey, miyuki's the one who's always snickering at him, it's nice for it to be the other way around once in a while.]

And kill the fun? No way, man.

[it was a good laugh, so he'll finally go back to focusing on the game. oops, they got hit a little too many times, even he wouldn't be able to go through the entire game with this low of a health. but it's okay, he's not here to clear games but instead here to have fun.]

Look at that, we're both so shitty at this game! [and gives his usual "Hyaha!" laugh following that.]

[ pouting... but then he looks at the screen, and laughs, shoulders shaking a little. ]

Hahaha, the truth comes out! Mr. Video Game Master is as bad as I am.

Pshh, only 'cause you suck so much!

[ okay, okay... time to focus on the game so they don't end up getting a game over too quickly. he gives a breath out to get his laughter out of the system, and gets into a slightly more serious mode to start shooting at the monsters at the screen. ]

I could have sworn you liked me for sucking...

[ breezily and shittily said in passing as he starts to (try and) focus. he's getting better at this ridiculous game, at least. handling the controls is obviously helping. ]

[ it was - a good date, all told, they had fun playing that stupid shark game and he actually managed to get something out of the claw machine (the carp mascot keychain now hanging off of his key ring, actually, jingling against the key to the complex laundry room as he turns the key in the lock and opens his apartment door). the door swings open, and he'd call out i'm home but the only person he wants to say that to is right next to him, so he just thinks it, instead. tossing his keys into the dish on the table by the front door, he starts to step out of his sneakers, throwing a glance at kuramochi as he does it.

they'd had lunch out, which leaves them a couple of afternoon hours before he should start dinner or think about homework, or whatever. stepping out of the entryway, he turns in sock feet to square up across from his boyfriend, hands stuffed in the front pocket of his hoodie. ] Yoichi.

[ the look on his face is expectant: they hadn't really done anything in public, and frankly, he earned kisses from playing not one but three rounds of mortal kombat. ]

[ kuramochi follows in right after miyuki, although unlike the other he casually goes ] I'm home. [ before he goes to take off his shoes.

just as he straightens up he meets miyuki's gaze and just as he hears his given name from the other, he pauses in place. that look is all too familiar... but now? they just came back! at least give some time to settle down or something.

it is true that miyuki did end up tagging along for more than enough rounds of video gaming. ]

...Alright, alright... [ he gives a small frown before he moves closer to give a small peck on miyuki's lips. he moves away just as quickly as he moved in for the kiss, although when he pulls away there's a faint blush appearing on his face. ] ...Can't you wait a little longer?

[ he brightens up a little when kuramochi relents, but that wimpy peck is punctuated by a split-second whine, and then a pout. he eyes the blush on kuramochi's face as he's straightening up. ] After I held off all day, huh?

[ he turns slowly on his heel, still talking. ] You get all embarrassed at the weirdest times.

[ says the reigning king of inconvenient spells of embarrassment. ]

[ at least he gave you a (small) kiss! now he's going to give you a (light) kick from behind as miyuki turns away. ] I ain't the only one who gets all stupid...

[ just let him go at his pace you dumb. but it'd be a lie if he said he doesn't need to be lead into doing things just a little bit.

he moves into give a hug from behind, planting some kisses at the neck. ]

[ he reaches back to flap a hand at the kicking leg, the weakest possible attempt at staving off that kind of thing basically possible. ]

Hey, you shouldn't talk about Zono like that when he's not here to defend himself!

[ he snickers about his own bad joke as he turns his head to peek over his shoulder, grin softening into something fond. he rests one hand over the arms around his middle, squeezing briefly. ]

Now who can't wait, huh? [ he loves it when things go according to plan. shifting his weight, he moves to twist around, palm brushing kuramochi's cheek as he leans down to - mostly - close the gap. he pauses with a breath left between them, a smile still hovering on his mouth. ] Lucky for you, you're cute.

I ain't talking about Zono, you idiot...

[ he gives a pout at that and goes quiet for a moment. when he hears the word "cute" he scowls even more. ] Don't say cute.

[ that just feels wrong. for him, at least. that's all he'll say though, because he'll just move in to give another kiss, this time longer than the first one. ]

[ hummed: ] Yessir~

[ not that he means a single syllable of that, but as he leans into kissing kuramochi properly, it doesn't really seem to matter, his mouth opening easily as he settles his arm across kuramochi's shoulder. his weight shifts closer until they're lined up from hip to shoulder. ]

[ is kuramochi frowning into the kiss? maybe. it's not only because he knows well enough miyuki doesn't mean it with his response, but because their slight height difference becomes more apparent in things like this when they're both standing.

it's just him thinking too much about it when miyuki shifts closer, though.

he doesn't deepen the kiss, as much as he's tempted to, but instead pulls away again. ] ...You wanna settle down first?

[ so they can sit down in the couch or something. yeah. ]

[ he's taken his time to kiss frowns off of kuramochi before, and he'd do it again, but he's pulling away, so kazuya just cups his hand at the back of kuramochi's neck and leaves it there.

he smiles. ] You sure settling down's what you're looking for?

[ but the cheeky shittiness cools off a teeny bit. he knows a move to put on the brakes when he hears one... he isn't stupid. but putting on the brakes and forgetting what he's going for here are two totally different things, so when he turns, his arm is still looped across his boyfriend's shoulders, and no, he is not heading for the living room. he's heading for the bedrooms, across the hall. ]

[ it's not even dinner time and you're going to the bedroom? ] Dude, we just got back, of course I wanna settle down first! [ he's going to struggle to get out of being latched on by you, although he doesn't do so until right in front of the bedroom door. ]

Isn't this kind of shit for at night? [ because doing it before dinner just feels wrong. ]

[ he shifts and leans over, puts his weight on kuramochi's back. ]

What are you, a thirty-year-old salaryman? Should I go put on my apron and ask if you want the bath, or dinner, or... [ in the most obnoxious voice he can muster: ] me?

[ he snickers. ] We're too young to act like a middle-aged married couple, Yoichi!

[ yoichi's going to give a frown at that. rude, that's almost twice as old as what they're supposed to be! ]

don't say like we're old farts, idiot! [ if you're going to keep being an ass he's going to reconsider being so closet you. he gives a light shove. ]

If you're gonna be an ass I ain't gonna do it.

Well, stop acting like an old fart.

[ he straightens up with the shove, hands on his hips. ]

If that's how you want it, then fine.

[ and he moves to go flop face-first on the bed... at least he pulled the covers flat this morning, landing on balled-up blankets would look stupid. but he's totally not pouting or anything, no sir. ]

[ what are you, a five-year-old trying to guilt-trip someone into doing your bidding? ]

That's what I mean by being an ass, jeez! [ but he knows well enough that this shitty glasses is just going to act even worse if he just lets him be. he grumbles under his breath before moving over to the bed as well and gets on. ]

At least try to act more sexy instead of floppin' over onto the bed like some brat.

[ all you get is a butt wiggle, kuramochi. when there's weight on the bed next to him, kazuya turns his head, propping it up on his arms, and raises his eyebrows. ]

Says the guy who just tried to tell me people only do it at night...

[ but... you asked, kuramochi. he shifts his weight to reach over his shoulder, and pulls forward on his t-shirt until he can drop it off the side of the bed. putting his weight on his hip, he leverages up, and leans over kuramochi, dipping his fingers under the hem of his shirt without preamble, leaving his palm pressed against bare skin as he considers for a moment where to, well, start, looking kuramochi up and down. ]

[ "If you keep complaining I'm gonna leave" is what he would have said, but since miyuki's already on the move he'll just keep frowning as he lays still.

he'll just enjoy the sight for the time being, thanks. ]

[ all that complaining and kazuya couldn't miss him looking if he wasn't wearing his glasses. he cracks a smirk that's as pleased as it is teasing, leaning down to kiss kuramochi softly, just once. he resettles his hand to press heavy against his hip as he shifts, and then he's kissing kuramochi again, open-mouthed and deep. tell him you're not interested when he's done leaving you breathless, buddy. ]

[ do you want to try that because we all know how stubborn sports kids can be

the kiss leaves him slightly flushed in the face and out of breath... but he's not going to quickly be overwhelmed by just a kiss; he smirks a little as he licks his lips when the kiss parts and rests an arm on miyui's shoulder. ]

...Try harder.

[ it's obvious he's getting into it from that kiss, but he's just being an ass. ]

[ a former member of class 3-b being an ass... imagine that. this routine is so familiar he laughs. he leaves just enough space between them his words brush kuramochi's mouth when he speaks. ]

This the part where I say your wish is my command?

[ he has never said that a day in his life with any sincerity, and swallows it back down now as he tilts their mouths together, shifting to put his weight on his hands.

he breaks off to twist his hip and shift his knee until he's settling his weight back on kuramochi's thighs, knees bent and tucked up. his hand finds the bend of kuramochi's elbow near his shoulder, and he leaves his hand there as he leans back forward to kiss him again. impatient and greedy were always his middle names. ]

Edited 2016-05-07 08:26 (UTC)

they should play let's go island 3d

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and then i realized what you mean on your subject line

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takes a month to tag back...

you're safe it's only three weeks

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later.

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"slight" height difference

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i'll do better in next tag ksjdhfkjshg....

i believe in u...

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