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bitcoin scholar junpei tenmyouji ([personal profile] coolerjunpei) wrote2024-07-01 10:02 am

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Junpei Tenmyouji
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[personal profile] incorrigibles 2024-08-18 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ i'm a gentleman, junpei says, and though it's said with levity, it still makes charles look down, suddenly feeling at once like he wants to hide his face and smile so wide his cheeks will somehow remember how to hurt again.

and then he's smiling, anyway, when junpei compliments him; though, really, they're equally bad about taking compliments. which is why charles sort of takes is as the kind of polite thing you say and don't really mean.
]

Festival-y, is it? So I should just stay in this?

[ honestly, as much as he kind of wants to try a yukata... if junpei decides he should wear this instead, he won't mind. and the reasoning behind that — well, not relevant right now, yeah? ]
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[personal profile] incorrigibles 2024-08-18 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ oh, he's not in any way prepared to hear that, said in such a matter-of-fact tone — so it's a good thing junpei switches his attention to the row of yukata, while charles is still rebooting his brain.

when he finally manages to have all systems online again, it's to say, a bit sheepish,
] Right, that's a good point. No clue about any of it. Might have to do it for real, just to get the hang of it.

[ it's not like he can't wear real clothes, he just usually never does, because they show to living people while ghosts do not, and clothes walking by themselves on the street is, well, you know. not ideal. here there's no such problem. ]

Think the sales assistant could help?
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[personal profile] incorrigibles 2024-08-18 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ thank you for the support of his continued effort to only wear shades of red — ]

Yeah, pretty much.

[ it does require a bit of focus, and so the more familiar the clothes, the easier it is for him to wear them — hence why he usually sticks to the same outfit. (in fact, ghost clothes depend entirely on the will, to the point where his shirt will change colour depending on his mood; during the gnosia incident, his polo had gone from red to burgundy to black, eventually; this morning, it had been an absolute bright shade of red.) ]

I — [ charles starts, and then promptly ends, too, because — well, he really should be pointing out the obvious, shouldn't he? except when he tries this whole talking thing again, what comes out is, ] I mean, sure. If you want. Just, uh, pick one. The pattern doesn't matter, I can adjust that later.

[ why is he saying this someone send help. ]
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[personal profile] incorrigibles 2024-08-19 09:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ because charles is a snob about clothes, he actually steps closer, grabs the sleeve and inspects the fabric — he can't really feel it, of course, but he can at least see how it looks up close. and then he nods. ]

Yeah, it looks good. [ with a grin, ] What, t-shirt? Nah, mate, I've got an undershirt. That'll do.

[ yes, you heard him right: so on the daily, he wears an undershirt and a polo shirt and a bomber jacket and his overcoat when outside. it's a whole ensemble.

anyway —
] Right, let's see, then. [ gently, he takes the yukata and drapes it over his arm, reaching out with his other hand to grab junpei's sleeve and drag him with him to the back of the store where they have one whole dressing room, separated from the rest of the store by a curtain. as soon as they make it there, the achkan flickers out of existence, leaving charles wearing his usual trousers, a white tank top and suspenders. ] So... [ he eyes the yukata with some apprehension; please instruct. ]
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[personal profile] incorrigibles 2024-08-19 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ charles just raises his brows at that incredible attempt at defending t-shirts, and bites back a quip about how proper t-shirts are fine, thanks —

anyway. he doesn't think much of his state of undress, mostly because this is his downtime outfit, the clothes he wears when back at the agency and not dealing with clients; so it's just fine, right?

what he thinks a bit more of, then, is the rest of all of this: junpei, standing close to him when instructing him, walking round him to help him into the yukata, fiddling with the garment slowly and carefully. really slowly. and with the way he has to swallow down a sharp intake of breath every time junpei's hands touch him instead of the fabric, the way he can't seem to look away even when his mind is telling him that maybe he should just stare at the ceiling instead so he wouldn't have the visual of junpei fiddling with his clothes in his head from now on —
]

That's fine, [ he manages, finally, voice only slightly strained. ] Won't know if you do it wrong, will I? So don't worry.
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[personal profile] incorrigibles 2024-08-19 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[ oh, god, is he starting over? why is this happening to him, specifically. he spares an idle thought to be grateful for the fact he doesn't need to breathe, before muttering, just a tad petulantly, ] I am still.

[ is he, though? not really. he has a hard time standing still on a good day, usually fidgeting with something, bouncing his leg, some part of him in constant motion; right now, he shuffles his feet every few seconds, his fingers curling and uncurling, as if he's trying really, really hard to not do something impulsive — but, for the most part, he's actually not moving all that much. watching junpei is keeping him occupied, quiet for once, eyes trained on him.

and from how carefully he's watching, one might think it's all to commit to memory how exactly to wear the yukata. and yet, it's with a sinking feeling charles realises he can recall absolutely fuck-all of the proper yukata-wearing etiquette. in fact, the question makes him blink, like shaken back into the present.
]

Bloody hell, [ he says, sounding a bit embarrassed, ] Forgot I was meant to be keeping an eye on that. [ he clears his throat. ] So, uh, no.

[ and because apparently his mouth is running on autopilot, what comes out next is, ] Wait, does that mean you'll help me put one on the next time I need to wear one, too?
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[personal profile] incorrigibles 2024-08-20 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ it's with a quick, sheepish oi that charles objects to the laughter — not very much of an objection, really, when he knows full well he kind of deserves it. who just up and forgets the entire point of this whole thing? him, apparently. it's junpei's fault, though — he doesn't quite know how it's his fault, only that it definitely is. ]

Hey, I don't mind, [ he says, because truly, junpei could start over ten times and he'd be just fine with that. (which, considering the half of a heart attack he got when he realised they'd be standing here twice as long, well, maybe it's a thought he should examine in more detail, at some point. eventually.) ]

No. [ and then he surprises himself with how much he means that — that he's really not just asking because he knows he'd mess it up completely if he tried on his own. junpei is hardly the only one he knows, here, who would be able to do this, help him with it all, and yet he's the only one he wants to help him, which. another thought to maybe examine later at some nebulous point in the future! ]

No, [ he repeats, softer, ] Not just because of that. [ and because he's feeling strangely unmoored, then, he adds with a joking edge, ] I mean, that is part of it.
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[personal profile] incorrigibles 2024-08-22 01:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ as junpei turns to look for the obi, charles lets out a breath, shaking out his arms a little and making the sleeves flap — a move he repeats then just for the fun of it. but the question catches him unawares, too fast for his mind to deflect from it. because i like this, he thinks, because i like you. because getting ready like this, together, means something different, and i don't know what that is but i know i want it.

he swallows every single word back immediately. and man, but sometimes the fact ghosts can't exactly blush is a really, really nice thing.

and then, because he really needs to respond with something, he does what he does best: rallies by deflecting, summoning up a pointed grin, lets mischief leak into his voice.
] Maybe I just want an excuse to spend more time with you. And it gets you to come to a festival with me.

[ when in doubt: flirt to cover up actual emotions, works every time — ]
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[personal profile] incorrigibles 2024-08-22 06:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Oi, I'm not making you wear a suit!

[ but otherwise... well, if the plan works? though he's not entirely sure about what the trick is, this time, if he's outright just making clear he wants junpei to go to the festival with him — but oh well! can't ponder on that for too long anyway, not when junpei starts to put the obi in place, and charles finds he suddenly needs his entire focus on staring at absolutely nothing, trying his very best to think of absolutely nothing, too, and certainly feel absolutely nothing.

it's a good thing he doesn't have to breathe, because not a single breath leaves him the entire time he simply stands there while junpei fusses with the belt —

and then the light cursing makes him look down, anyway, and the words that follow make him blink, and then laugh sharply in surprise and realisation because, oh yeah, he has no fucking clue what exactly junpei has been doing.

the grin doesn't go away even when his laughter does; and he can't quite help but lean forward just a bit as junpei finishes his job with the belt, hunch down so he's more or less eye level with him as he says,
]

You sure? Cause then you'll be seeing a lot more of me. [ he means for his tone to be joking; it lands rather closer to something else, low and pointed. and he'll blame the distraction of junpei's hands still there at his waist for then continuing with, ] You know there's plenty people here who know how to do this, put this thing on, yeah? But you're the only one I want to help me with it.
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[personal profile] incorrigibles 2024-08-22 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ as junpei fumbles through his responses, something that's incredibly endearing and makes something inside him feel strangely warm (in the metaphorical kind of way), charles simply smiles at him — the warmth reflects in his eyes, too, even as his expression turns into something... not quite dazed but very close, because the longer he stands there, crouched, staring at junpei like he wants nothing more than to be able to draw this exact moment from memory forever —

well. the more he feels like it'd be so, so easy to simply — lean closer, bridge the distance like he'd already wanted to, back there in the park, and —

oh. oh, shit. so the impulse hadn't been just a temporary side-effect of being human again. is there, like, a self-help line to call where he could maybe ask if wanting to kiss your friend is normal? he's pretty sure it's not, but then, he had kissed crystal, and they were friends now, so — maybe?
]

Of course it's you, [ he says, tone distracted and matter-of-fact as he lets his gaze focus, again, take in junpei's expression, the way charles has somehow managed to lean a little closer despite himself, close enough to count every single individual eyelash, and oh, yeah, that's his phantom heart flipping inside his chest like it's trying to qualify for the olympics.

biting his lip, he straightens up to his full height very abruptly and looks away like his afterlife depends on it. which... it might? because otherwise he thinks he might just disintegrate on the spot. or maybe he could just fall through the floor? the shop might have a basement. that'd be a good plan.
]
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[personal profile] incorrigibles 2024-08-23 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ it's with the ease and confidence of someone used to locking up every single feeling he doesn't want to look at that charles bundles up the way he still feels like his heart should be pounding, the way he still wants nothing more than to lean down and pull junpei to him and kiss him silly — and then he throws all of them into a part of his mind that's like his bag of tricks, endless and jumbled, and pulls the metaphorical drawstrings shut.

and just like that, when he looks at junpei again, it's with an entirely normal, bright smile, like absolutely nothing whatsoever has been amiss in the past couple of minutes.
]

Sure, let's go. [ and then glancing down at himself, lifting his arm and brushing his fingers against the fabric as though he might somehow be able to feel it, ] You know what, I think I'll leave it like this. I mean, don't wanna waste all your hard work, do I? And besides, then I don't have to focus on maintaining it.

[ new clothes are always a bit trickier, and he kind of wants to not have to think about it. and anyway, who's going to mind, when he's entirely visible to everyone here? pulling the curtain aside, he aims one more grin at junpei, ] Thanks, really. Now wait a tick, I'll go pay, then we can go. Wasted enough on our time on this, haven't I?
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[personal profile] incorrigibles 2024-08-24 11:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ it is only after decades of practise that charles is able to do this, tell himself everything is just fine with enough conviction that he's able to believe in it, too — ignoring everything he's not allowing himself to think about, like the way unsaid words burn inside his chest, the way a small part of his brain is yelling at him about being an idiot. but really, it's all fine. this is normal, everything's normal, and nothing happened.

it's fine.

he smiles at the lady and makes some small talk, paying for the clothes and insisting she keep the change; then, he makes his way back to where junpei is waiting, and promptly opens the door for him, this time, his eyebrows raised pointedly.
]

Yeah, ready. [ so out the door you go! though, ] Oh? Confident in yourself, are you? [ as he steps out to follow, a smirk accompanies those pointedly raised brows. ] Might hold you to that. I've always wanted a pet.

[ the smirk gives way to laughter as the door swings shut behind them. ] Almost got one, too, during the Infamous Puppy Debacle of '94. Too bad we had to return her back to hallowed ground.
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[personal profile] incorrigibles 2024-08-28 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ as if on instinct, as they walk, charles drifts closer to junpei — he doesn't think much of personal space as a concept, in general, but this is... different. like an itch under his ghostly skin that will not let up until he is close enough for their arms to brush as they walk; only the does it quiet down into a pleased, content hum.

(as ever, he doesn't really think about it — simply does as he feels like he should. what's there to think about, right?)
]

Well, [ charles starts, grinning widely, ] She turned out to be a church grim. And she was bound to a particular graveyard with this really old church in the middle of it — anyway, wouldn't have survived long outside it, would she?

[ he shrugs; they're walking close enough for junpei to feel the movement. ] She's still there. I go visit her sometimes. She's real cute, all black, red eyes, about this big — [ he reaches out and taps the middle of junpei's chest with his hand, ] You'd like her!

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