Sunday | Post-Execution

[concasse]

[Sanji hasn't the nerve to claim he's a calm man without a temper, but he's still been... careful, ever since coming to the castle. Very few people here can stand up to his ire. He knows it, okay? There's a reason why he sequesters himself in the kitchen whenever his mood plummets.

But that spectacle on Sunday seems to have brought forth the worst of him. No matter how mindful he is to give Eichi some space, eventually he winds his way to the other's room, knocking on the door before he just opens it up anyway, slipping his head through the crack.]

Oi, you in here?

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[finethanks]

[That can't be... Eichi is clueless about some things, but he knows that someone that kind is always hurting. Like Tsumugi, who he took complete advantage of. He doesn't want to do that again, if he can help it. He'd already trampled so many friends. There had to be a way to move forward with them as support, instead.

Now, he shifts, shamelessly scooting closer to Sanji so he can lean to rest against him.]

I'm the one who's selfish. You may be a pirate, but I was a tyrant, before. I was jealous, bitter, and it left me alone on the top. A kindness like yours is beyond what I deserve.

[But, he'll take it though. Of course he will. No one wants to be alone.]

In other words, I don't believe you at all... But I don't have any helpful traits to offer, either, so all I can do is quietly wait until you might need me, one day.

I'll take care of Akechi-kun and myself as much as I can.

[concasse]

... You gotta give yourself more credit, Eichi.

[His voice tinged with fondness, he won't scoot away after the other takes up space beside him. It's a comfortable type of warmth, and even being the type of guy he is, Sanij doesn't feel threatened by the honesty.]

I keep scolding you to take care of yourself 'cause I don't know what I'd do if you suddenly weren't around.

[finethanks]

.....

[Eichi Tenshouin, caught off guard by words, catch it here. But after a quiet few seconds, he can catch himself and recover, even if his face does heat up the slightest. He's not used to people caring?! Let alone openly admitting it without dancing around in strange ways. No magic tricks, no tsun??]

It's unfair to use smooth lines like that on me, Sanji-kun. I feel too much like a high school girl right now, thanks to that.

[HE JUST ADMITS IT I HATE HIM] In any case... That does make me feel relieved. Thank you.