[ Yu is up early that morning. Well, he's up early every morning, so this is really no different from the norm, for him. While they wait for their instructions, there isn't much to do...
... aside from dwell on the fact that it's Valentine's Day and he's not with his boyfriend, anyway.
Yu normally isn't the type to mope too much, and he's inclined to be productive perhaps especially when he's feeling down.
But then he gets a notification from his Instagram account that he got tagged on a post and since there's nothing to do but watch it....
ANYWAY the point of all this is that whether Sanji is asleep or awake, he might suddenly find certain thoughts intruding, such as Oh god, he's so cute and I miss him so much or I really don't want Sanji to see me like this or similar kinds of sentiments.
He's hiding in a cozy corner somewhere trying to pretend he's not crying a little bit, if you want to shut him up, Sanji. ]
[Sanji isn't an early riser, no more than any other college student who doesn't bother attending his classes, and with their current mission objective finished, he's ready to afford himself the luxury of sleeping in until 10am. Why not, they've got nowhere to go in this snow storm. Baren can keep himself fed until then, right?
--So what is this useless gay bullshit flooding his brain at 7 in the morning? No, it's not invasive on purpose, even his floating subconscious can tell that right off the bat, but the connection they share as partners doesn't give a shit about those kind of details. After a grunt of irritation, Sanji begrudgingly climbs away from his makeshift mattress of blankets and pillows, and follows the sentimentality like a trail of breadcrumbs.
His greeting is to toe at Yu, voice gruff with sleep and disapproval.]
You're loud, bastard. Text him if you miss him so much.
LMFAO E X C U S E ME I THINK SANJI IS THE ONE WITH THE USELESS GAY BULLSHIT PROBLEM
[ Yu barely swallows a yelp of surprise when he's found, and he stares up at Sanji with shocked and visibly teary eyes before he remembers himself and roughly scrubs at his face. Murmurs: ]
I did. It's just... [ ... ] Sorry.
HE'S NOT THE ONE WAKING PEOPLE UP IN THE MORNING BC OF SAPPY SHIT??
[Voice still gruff, spoken in his usual manner of callous disinterest.
It'd be a lot more convincing if Yu couldn't feel for himself that Sanji's shackles haven't raised. The fire remains dormant on his side of the connection, and after pointedly taking in the state of Yu's expression, the blond turns his head away with a sharp tch.]
[ Yu shakes his head quickly, and his next apology comes with a puff of a sad laugh. He's still rubbing his face. ]
Yeah. I promise I wouldn't normally be this emotional. It's just...
[ There's an extended pause. ]
... Yosuke was ... outed to his parents the day before we left. I've just felt guilty about leaving him, that's all. He's told me a few dozen times not to, but it's hard to help.
[ Yu pulls out his phone, smiling a sweet but very sad smile at it. ]
But this morning, he still posted something on Instagram for me, despite how awful I know he's feeling. He's amazing.
[God knows Sanji wasn't put on this earth to be anyone's guidance counselor. Hands finding their way into his pants pockets, he just hums neutrally, relatively unmoved by Yosuke's story. After all --
I left my fuck of a family
But he started this train by inquiring after Yu, and Sanji likes to think he plays fair when it counts. He doesn't leave, doesn't say a cross word. His eyes fall on the phone.]
There's a scoff on his breath before he starts the video, but it's accompanied with the faint traces of a smile. The song's not half-bad, either; acoustic guitar is not his genre, yet he can't ignore the heartfelt sentiment of budding love playing on the screen.
It's easy to see why Yu had been moved to tears.]
S'cute.
[His final assessment as he turns the phone back to its owner, not smiling but expression having lightened in approval] You're lucky.
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VALENTINE'S DAY.
... aside from dwell on the fact that it's Valentine's Day and he's not with his boyfriend, anyway.
Yu normally isn't the type to mope too much, and he's inclined to be productive perhaps especially when he's feeling down.
But then he gets a notification from his Instagram account that he got tagged on a post and since there's nothing to do but watch it....
ANYWAY the point of all this is that whether Sanji is asleep or awake, he might suddenly find certain thoughts intruding, such as Oh god, he's so cute and I miss him so much or I really don't want Sanji to see me like this or similar kinds of sentiments.
He's hiding in a cozy corner somewhere trying to pretend he's not crying a little bit, if you want to shut him up, Sanji. ]
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--So what is this useless gay bullshit flooding his brain at 7 in the morning? No, it's not invasive on purpose, even his floating subconscious can tell that right off the bat, but the connection they share as partners doesn't give a shit about those kind of details. After a grunt of irritation, Sanji begrudgingly climbs away from his makeshift mattress of blankets and pillows, and follows the sentimentality like a trail of breadcrumbs.
His greeting is to toe at Yu, voice gruff with sleep and disapproval.]
You're loud, bastard. Text him if you miss him so much.
LMFAO E X C U S E ME I THINK SANJI IS THE ONE WITH THE USELESS GAY BULLSHIT PROBLEM
I did. It's just... [ ... ] Sorry.
HE'S NOT THE ONE WAKING PEOPLE UP IN THE MORNING BC OF SAPPY SHIT??
[Voice still gruff, spoken in his usual manner of callous disinterest.
It'd be a lot more convincing if Yu couldn't feel for himself that Sanji's shackles haven't raised. The fire remains dormant on his side of the connection, and after pointedly taking in the state of Yu's expression, the blond turns his head away with a sharp tch.]
... Valentine's Day?
yet.
Yeah. I promise I wouldn't normally be this emotional. It's just...
[ There's an extended pause. ]
... Yosuke was ... outed to his parents the day before we left. I've just felt guilty about leaving him, that's all. He's told me a few dozen times not to, but it's hard to help.
[ Yu pulls out his phone, smiling a sweet but very sad smile at it. ]
But this morning, he still posted something on Instagram for me, despite how awful I know he's feeling. He's amazing.
ruDE
I left my fuck of a family
But he started this train by inquiring after Yu, and Sanji likes to think he plays fair when it counts. He doesn't leave, doesn't say a cross word. His eyes fall on the phone.]
What he'd post?
am i wrong tho
Softly: ]
He rearranged a song I wrote.
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There's a scoff on his breath before he starts the video, but it's accompanied with the faint traces of a smile. The song's not half-bad, either; acoustic guitar is not his genre, yet he can't ignore the heartfelt sentiment of budding love playing on the screen.
It's easy to see why Yu had been moved to tears.]
S'cute.
[His final assessment as he turns the phone back to its owner, not smiling but expression having lightened in approval] You're lucky.
[Luckier than me]