paraboxical | [ idols catch-all round 2: now with more war ]

[oh that got personal really fast.

Rei quirks an eyebrow at that, as if impressed at how intently Eichi zeroed in on that sore spot.

what makes a devil, what makes a man, etc etc]

I could be wounded.

If I wasn't so certain that you were going deaf, that is. What is it, Tenshouin? Imposing your flawed reality on others again? One would think that you would have learned your lesson by now.

[...Well, he thinks he's made his point.

This time, he'll back off, but not really out of any particular kindness. It just wouldn't do to push too hard right now.]

Hm.

[That's all. Just. "hm".

SUBJECT CHANGE.]

I suppose I must learn, at some point, to share.

[Out of the goodness of his heart.]

We may share the bed, if you are so opposed to sleeping beneath.

[you're a pain in the ass, Eichi Tenshouin.

Still, Rei laughs at that. Loudly.]

Oh, do stop talking as if you're giving permission. I could be sick.

[but that's eichi's job.]

It's about time you caught up to the reality of things. Should I congratulate you?

[Rude.

Also sorry, that's his general state of being because Eichi sucks at talking to people properly.]

Please don't. I imagine that would be a disgusting sensation, being congratulated by you.

[At least they're on the same page here.

And with that, Eichi shrugs and sits up, getting off the bed and instead beginning to poke around the room.]

Now that we have, at the very least, settled on sleeping arrangements... [...what's next]

[you do that, eichi.

Rei's going to continue to lounge comfortably on the bed, stretching out a little bit and honestly probably beginning to tread onto Eichi's side like a lazy cat because he can

a hum]

I'm not your escort.

[he's your husband!]

[ew, demon germs]

You certainly are not.

[You're an anchor tying him doooooown]

Currently, you are my "object of affection", correct? [ew]

[oh that's right.

Rei can't help but be amused at that too, actually sitting up on the bed for it and running a hand through his hair]

I wouldn't be opposed whenever you feel like acting upon it - or is this how you would treat your partner? Ah, my condolences to your future beloved....

[.. what future beloved..... if anything he'll only have one because it's expected of him to continue the tenshouin line.

Eichi doesn't open that can of worms, though.]

I did share the bed, after all.

[he's being nice right now.]

Now! [HANDS CLAPPING TOGETHER.] I suppose we had ought to see what our tasks are.

[eichi is so not fucking nice.

but Rei already knew that. as if on cue though! there sure is letters being slipped right underneath the door to their room. nice. good to know that they're still reliably being filmed. are they even getting any good material out of this? Rei has Doubts.

he'll hop off the bed out of curiosity, grabbing them and

he's laughing again once he opens them. is there any part of Rei that isn't amused by this in a black humor kind of way]

Apparently they're displeased by how we're speaking to each other.

Our task is to give each other pet names. How quaint.

[Eichi is not nice at all but here we are.

Rei has to deal.

And Eichi's going to be quiet for a moment as he processes that, before he smiles simply and nods.]

Ah, very well then.

I do believe I already successfully accomplished this task, however. Is "tenderheart" not a very generous pet name?

[Eichi.......... stop being a dick.]

[you keep being an ass, eichi

because Rei's just not even going to flinch rather channeling his inner Kaoru-kun and canting his head to the side]

I'm not sure if that's what they're going for, honey.

[he even winks

look at this he's trying so hard (to make eichi unhappy)]

[Really, Eichi looks more intrigued than anything.

modern idol warfare: sickening pet names.]

Oh? Perhaps I should try harder, then, sweetheart.

[just like that, another slip of paper slides under the door]

Do you think they're as sick of us as I am of you, baby?

[that's definitely going to need to be edited out]

[Yeah probably.

Eichi is going to snag up the paper either way and scan it and...

...his brow furrows.]

A date I understand, but--

[...]

--What is a churro?

[pls help this poor privileged child.]

A treat that isn't as sweet as you.

[ALRIGHT NOW HE'S LAYING IT ON A LITTLE THICK and he knows it, laughing at his own joke. oh god.]

Ah, they're making an old man like me wander about in the daylight hours... Fine, I suppose, it's time to instruct the young master on the wonders of life.

[that's not an answer rei

he walks out anyway]

[wtf Rei he still has no idea.

He just looks puzzled for a moment before he sighs and shakes his head and follows.

Okay, to the amusement park then.

Rei do you even want to look at the paper and see the full instructions...

But admittedly, once they get to the amusement park Eichi is a little starry eyed. Subtly, but...he is. He's never been to one properly as someone there to just enjoy the sights and the attractions.]

[Rei is probably hoping to god that he's supposed to just feed Eichi a churro or something - but let's be real he also wouldn't be surprised at the actual task.

he has an awful habit of knowing too much.

in comparison to Eichi, Rei is... tired. oh god he's so tired he's in the sun, he doesn't like this. he's growing paler than usual but at least he's not stumbling yet]

Mm, which way was it again...

[follow your nose, rei. just follow it to the churros.]

[So it's definitely not escaping Eichi's notice, but he's too busy being excited by the amusement park to do anything about it yet.

Hang tight, Rei.]

Ah, what a lively place.

[He loves it]

[HANGING TIGHT this isn't his first rodeo at least. He already feels himself growing weaker in the sunlight but -

Well, he can't help but be gently amused.]

So even you can make an expression like that...? How nice.

[he might even mean it

somewhere beneath the teasing]

[shut up.

Eichi doesn't seem to take any offense to it, though. He just hums quietly under his breath.]

The world is full of wonderful, new experiences, after all.

[He's delighted.]

I imagine it is this way?

[When did Eichi even get that map.]

[continue to be delighted, Eichi. it might make you bearable.

maybe.

regardless Rei is going to milk the opportunity while he has it and even as he glances over to check the map, he hums]

Hey, darling, give me your arm, will you?

[isn't this supposed to be a fanservice show or something]

[Ew, his personal space.

Eichi doesn't miss a beat, though, because this is supposed to be fanservice, and he's not going to fail where Rei is succeeding.]

Oh? My, are you all right?

[You can have his arm, but he's going to pretend to be concerned in return.

(And maybe a little bit legitimately concerned because he doesn't think he could lug Rei back himself.)]

Better now.

[he might be having fun actually.

regardless Rei is going to take Eichi's arm, half being he likes making it look like Eichi's escorting him, half because he actually is tired out from the sun.

but it's alright, he's got enough energy left to spare for this task, he thinks.]

Hmm, some tomato juice and that churro would help more though. It was this way, you said...? Ah yes, I think I can smell it now.

[that sweet super sugary and warm smell]

[Gross...tomato juice???

But Eichi nonetheless doesn't pull away his arm; he can be a proper idol when the situation calls for it.

Instead, he'll wander over to the stall that has a sign very prominently displaying churros and...

Pauses.

...???? What is it]

...Interesting. [No, he's confused and puzzled.]

[he'd old, let him have his tomato juice.

Regardless he's going over to the stall and humming pleasantly.

Now to be quite honest:]

Would you mind ordering? Just a normal churro should do the trick.

[um rei married rich for a reason]

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