mineo.

[enfangs]

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[enfangs]

[he freezes up, but after a moment, he relaxes, even if he doesn't return the gesture.]

I'm not bummed.

[sengokus]

Okay, then what are you?

[enfangs]

I dunno. Pissed off. Bitter.

[for a lot of things.]

[sengokus]

[he's just going to nod at that]

.... do you know who did it?

[enfangs]

Nope.

[sengokus]

Then we'll figure that out this week too.

[just another mystery to solve

but he will bring a hand up to ruffle white's hair gently, a bit less rough than usual]

.... no one likes having their head messed with. I'm pissed that it happened to you at all.

[enfangs]

[it's not the first time this kind of thing has happened to him, and he doesn't know if that makes it easier or harder to swallow. the consequences of this time around were far less disastrous, at least; harrow's peace of mind and his friendship with molly probably being the only real casualties. but it hits a little too close, with the sting of feeling like he should better than that by now.

more than anything, it's an aching reminder of when he was a little kid, before ares and caleb came along. back when he thought that hardship was only an early phase in his life, and that he'd one day get to be happy like anyone else—not realizing that the nightmare was about to get so much worse, and that it would continue for the rest of his life.]

... Mm. I owe whoever did it a good punch.

[sengokus]

[ . . . . he tilts his head.]

Yeah. We'll go figure it out - you don't need to deal with this on your own.

... did you and Molly talk today at all?

[enfangs]

I'm never talking to him again.

[MORTIFYING]

[sengokus]

[ . . . . . pouting]

I guess I can't blame you....

Sucks to let someone else destroy a relationship though - even just a friendly one.

[enfangs]

... Well, that's how it is. I don't even know why they picked us...

[sengokus]

.... I heard that it wasn't meant to be harmful but...

[ . . . . still. he'll just throw an arm around white's shoulder for comfort]

Wanna go spar it out?

[enfangs]

[well, he's used enough to mineo throwing his arm over his shoulder that he doesn't react.]

Sure—wait, what? You heard what?

[sengokus]

Yeah. [a beat] From Molly. But I don't know if he has more specifics.

[so.....]

... if he does and I get them, I'll let you know - if you don't wanna just ask him yourself.

[enfangs]

[yeah uh]

Talking to him about anything that happened last week isn't my idea of a good time, so... thanks.

[sengokus]

[nodding]

I get it.

Then I'll let you know if there's anything relevant to you - I plan on pursuing the lead as much as I can.

[enfangs]

[looks away]

... You don't have to work that hard.

[given that it wasn't even something that affected him in the first place.]

[sengokus]

I'm already trying to track down curses, so might as well keep working on it.

But it bothered you, right? So that makes it my business too. And I especially draw the line at messing with people's feelings for a whole week.

[enfangs]

You sure seemed pretty happy to support it that week, though...

[...]

Well, whatever. Do what you want.

[and he'll pretend it doesn't make him feel slightly warm inside]

[sengokus]

Oh.

Well yeah, I supported my friends being happy - I wasn't gonna be an ass about it just because I knew it was a curse. I really would give a shovel talk for you, you know!

[enfangs]

[well now he's getting a little flustered]

S-Shut up! Why are you so embarrassing all the time!?

[sengokus]

What? Are you saying you wouldn't give a shovel talk for me?!

[like coMPLETELY ignoring all the other stuff isn't that just what friends do for each other]

[enfangs]

I—

[ugggggh]

... I guess I would...

[unfortunately he absolutely would]

[sengokus]

[nodding]

See? It's just a thing you do.

[yea!]

Well, don't have to worry about that for a while though. Can I complain to you about something that might come off as rude, but I really have no one else to complain to because Takeru can hit me again?

[enfangs]

[???]

Uh... sure?