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[survivaltricks]

KURUSU AKIRA
17/M/Earth 2017

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[survivaltricks]

[oh my god]

Absolutely nothing.

[THAT'S A LIE AND AKECHI ALREADY KNOWS IT, HE'S JUST BEING CHEEKY]

[afailedmurder]

Oh?

Just my otoshidama money, then.

[holds out a hand]

[survivaltricks]

[MOCK OFFENDED]

Excuse you, I'm still young enough to be getting otoshidama myself. And you're technically older than me, so--

[holds out HIS hand]

[afailedmurder]

[continues holding his own hand out, staring]

[And then he can't hold it in anymore; he starts laughing]

This is so stupid.

[survivaltricks]

[HAH]

Let it be known that you started it. Wait here.

[and then he is vanishing into his bedroom! and returning with a small box that can fit in the palms of both hands. it's wrapped simply but cutely]

[afailedmurder]

[takes it and... stares at it]

[he expected this but he didn't really expect it. it almost feels like a joke taken slightly too far]

You even wrapped it...

[survivaltricks]

[reaches for some chicken again, still munching away]

Yeah? It's Christmas. That's what you're supposed to do.

[afailedmurder]

Mm.

[sets it down]

[...]

[stands up]

Excuse me for a moment.

[going to his own room and retrieving a paper bag]

[survivaltricks]

[. . . ?]

[Akira looks a little-- well. surprised? because?? he hadn't expected reciprocation??]

Ah. . .?

[afailedmurder]

It's what you're supposed to do on Christmas.

[hands it over and reclaims his seat]

...Should we open them now, or...?

[survivaltricks]

[already opening the paper bag to peer inside, so that's probably answer enough]

Well, I'm not waiting.

[afailedmurder]

[it's a sweater]

[and ok fine, then he'll open up his own gift]

[survivaltricks]

[Akechi??? got him a sweater??]

[pulling it out of the bag, visibly confused but pleased at once]

[meanwhile Akechi gets a ridiculous coffee mug]

[afailedmurder]

[a KNIT sweater, you're welcome]

[looking at the mug like he has no idea what to think about it. IS THIS FRIENDSHIP TEASING OR IS HE MAKING FUN OF ME? SHOULD I HAVE ALSO PICKED SOMETHING AS A JOKE?]

[survivaltricks]

[IT'S FRIENDSHIP TEASING YOU NERD!!!!]

[meanwhile Akira is admiring the sweater and wondering if he SHOULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN SOMETHING MORE SERIOUS!! LESS TEASING, MORE SENTIMENTAL!!!]

[wait does he have sentimental feelings for Akechi]

[no we're not going there]

[. . . either way, he laughs]

Looks like we went in two completely different directions.

[afailedmurder]

[oh my god don't call it out]

...They're both practical gifts.

[survivaltricks]

Yeah, but yours is. . . cute.

[cute??? is that the word he'd use???]

I was teasing.

[afailedmurder]

It's not— I simply saw it and thought it matched your style! It's cold out!

[survivaltricks]

[hehe]

[SINCERELY]

Thanks. I appreciate it.

[afailedmurder]

Mm. Thank you for the mug.

[why do I feel like I've failed at normal peer interaction]

[survivaltricks]

[why do you!!! there was nothing about this that was a failure!!]

[. . .]

[reaches out to poke Akechi's forehead]

[afailedmurder]

[shoves a piece of chicken into his mouth while making intense eye contact]

Mmm?

[survivaltricks]

[STARING RIGHT BACK AT HIM as he takes another sip of champagne]

You looked like you felt awkward for a moment there. I was lightening the mood.

[afailedmurder]

[chew, chew, swallow]

...I'm fine. I'm simply not used to this sort of thing.

[survivaltricks]

[hn. . . lowering his glass to continue downing his own chicken]

The first time's always weird.

But it gets easier.