[Like watching a particularly dumb puppy chase its own tail to the point of crippling anxiety. The Recollé Sanji experience.
He's also giving Yusuke a look when the other chuckles, knowing it's not meant to be personal but still feeling a little stung by it. Though he supposes if anyone's got a license to laugh at his stupidity, it'd be his boyfriend. God knows he puts up with a lot already.
... Doesn't stop the pout, though. Or the muttered rebuttal of:]
H-hey, I'm trying here...
[He thought he did-- okay he thought he did horrendously for a first attempt. A sigh escapes him, the man slouching into the couch.]
And, y'know. Yusuke knows he's trying. That just makes it all the more genuine... and sweet, in its own way. He manages to swallow down the urge to laugh again, and leans a little more into Sanji's side.
[ There's a pause, and then Yusuke whacks his forehead into Sanji's arm. Okay, y'know? Y'know. He'll take this. He'd been expecting to wait longer, so this is good? But two years?
That, uh.
That would have been a lot. Even for him. ]
I'd... expected longer than this, honestly. But not that long.
[ He can't?? Shuffle?? He's holding a drink. Hold on. He's gonna set the drink down and ignore the hissy, huffy noise Chou makes as he does... and then he turns to sit himself on the sofa, facing Sanji. ]
Perhaps we should be attempting to desensitise you to such attacks.
This is just revenge for saying your shitty temper is worse than mine!!
[Lord, he's starting to descend into French comebacks, too, which is how you know the man is flustered. No he doesn't want. to be. tickled??? Smack him, throw him out a window, set him on fire -- he will take any of those punishments instead.
-- Also, Sanji is no coward, but he might be edging toward his bedroom, with that damned pillow still held out like a weapon]
[ All of those sound way worse than being tickled?? Still, Yusuke is just going to... follow him. Because apparently his boyfriend is the sort of cOwArD that tries to make a break for it when the threat of tickling is involved. ]
I am not the one that gets into at least one fight every time we go on a date.
That's no reason to light them up though, you know.
[ Ah, okay. While he is shook and defenceless, Yusuke swoops in and... just catches hold of Sanji's face and presses a kiss to his lips. Very brief, and mostly for an element of surprise. ]
But the valiant attempts "go on the defensive" are appreciated on some level.
[ Your pillow can't save you now, Sanji. He's in your bubble. ]
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He's also giving Yusuke a look when the other chuckles, knowing it's not meant to be personal but still feeling a little stung by it. Though he supposes if anyone's got a license to laugh at his stupidity, it'd be his boyfriend. God knows he puts up with a lot already.
... Doesn't stop the pout, though. Or the muttered rebuttal of:]
H-hey, I'm trying here...
[He thought he did-- okay he thought he did horrendously for a first attempt. A sigh escapes him, the man slouching into the couch.]
Knew I should've waited two more shitty years...
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And, y'know. Yusuke knows he's trying. That just makes it all the more genuine... and sweet, in its own way. He manages to swallow down the urge to laugh again, and leans a little more into Sanji's side.
Yes.
He doesn't have any regrets. ]
... ? Two more years? For what?
[ FOR WHAT...? ]
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Uh... Bringing up the letter.
[tWO yeaRs, you heard him.
I say again, welcome to the Recollé Sanji experience.]
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That, uh.
That would have been a lot. Even for him. ]
I'd... expected longer than this, honestly. But not that long.
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8D]
Aren't you glad I didn't wait?
[Wow and just like that, Sanji's confidence is back!
-- Mostly because he's torturing Yusuke now, so. This... is about par for the course]
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There's just silence for a moment and then...
...
he pokes Sanji in the side.
REVENGE. ]
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He gives Yusuke a look of pure disapproval]
... Renard. I'm only saying this outta concern.
But we really gotta do something about your temper.
[Sanji in every canon was a mistake.]
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[ He can't?? Shuffle?? He's holding a drink. Hold on. He's gonna set the drink down and ignore the hissy, huffy noise Chou makes as he does... and then he turns to sit himself on the sofa, facing Sanji. ]
Perhaps we should be attempting to desensitise you to such attacks.
[ Tickle attack. Brace yourself. ]
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He is also jumping straight off that couch with his shield in tow, waggling it in Yusuke's direction like a warning]
O-oi now, let's talk about this!
[Yusuke needs to keep his sinful hands to himself]
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I'm hardly going to torment you. I am merely thinking of how to prevent you from being blind-sided sudden jabs.
[ Yes. Precisely.
Yusuke shifts slightly, unfolding his legs from under him so he can stand up. The battle begins. ]
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[Lord, he's starting to descend into French comebacks, too, which is how you know the man is flustered. No he doesn't want. to be. tickled??? Smack him, throw him out a window, set him on fire -- he will take any of those punishments instead.
-- Also, Sanji is no coward, but he might be edging toward his bedroom, with that damned pillow still held out like a weapon]
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I am not the one that gets into at least one fight every time we go on a date.
[ The gauntlet: laid down. ]
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So unfair that Sanji stops and momentarily lowers the pillow, as if Yusuke just struck his most vulnerable core]
Only because everyone keeps pissing me off! [Muttered darkly. He can still recount the horror.] It's just me going on the defensive!
[So excuse you, good sir, he is a saint among men, constantly overwhelmed by the sins of humanity.]
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That's no reason to light them up though, you know.
[ Ah, okay. While he is shook and defenceless, Yusuke swoops in and... just catches hold of Sanji's face and presses a kiss to his lips. Very brief, and mostly for an element of surprise. ]
But the valiant attempts "go on the defensive" are appreciated on some level.
[ Your pillow can't save you now, Sanji. He's in your bubble. ]