[ The following day, the pharmacy is a more lively. There seems to be a cold going around, and Jyuto's had his hands full with organizing and distributing medicine. He's doing this when Kogami eventually arrives with lunch, accepting some paperwork from a patient. ]
And there we have it. You'll need to take four a day, two pills 30 minutes before your morning and evening meals. If you start to have any strange side effects, please contact us here at the clinic immediately so we can have something else arranged for you. Thank you, we hope you feel better soon! [ He's formal and polite. The customer seems satisfied with their medicine and makes an exit shortly after. ]
Hello there, how may I help you? [ Jyuto smiles a pharmacist smile at Kogami like he's just another patient. Look how professional he is! ]
[ it's actually kind of... hot, actually, that jyuto's decided to play this little game like he doesn't know him, polished and professional. come to think of it, he was like that when they first met, wasn't he? he remembers that evening, investigating the dolls, and how their friendship had only developed from then on, filling different spaces, nurturing interests that definitely isn't just friendship.
how strange, that kogami's noticed just how different jyuto is with him only after being met with his professional front. but it also begs another question, does jyuto actually have a roleplaying kink, too? he's only just starting to learn more about what the man likes in bed, what he loves doing and being done to him -- the many ways kogami can make his toes curl, but he gives him a crooked little smile and comes over anyway, setting the bag of bento and coffee on the desk before him.
and, of course, ignoring the curious looks of inquisitive clinical staff. ]
Hello. [ he says just as politely, feeling mischievous and happy to play along. ] I'm here with a delivery, actually. I was told to bring lunch to the clinic's industriously handsome pharmacist. I'm assuming that's you.
[ Well, he's the only pharmacist on shift today. How cute that Kogami is sneaking compliments into the dialog he's chosen. He reaches for the bag, and coffee, pulling it back behind the counter where it isn't in plain sight to the rest of the waiting room. ]
Someone's calling me that? Well, thank you anyway. [ Jyuto peeks inside of the bag, because it smells good! Where does Kogami keep buying this shit! ] I wasn't aware we could have anything delivered at all, actually. Mind if I ask who sent you and if I take your number down for myself? I think I'd like to use your service personally in the future.
Well, I added in the 'handsome' when I saw you, actually.
[ nevermind that there are two bentos, two coffees and two sets of cutlery, and it looks -- well, without a doubt home-made. hiding a smile at how easily jyuto plays along with him, he follows him behind the counter. can't hurt to flirt and roleplay a little, right? ]
I'll leave you my number. I'm available for -- personal services anytime.
[ Did he make them himself? Jyuto's noticing that the presentation isn't quite the same as that of a take out restaurant, the bentos utilizing personal tupperware rather than disposable trays. How thoughtful. Anyway, the two of them probably ought to stop roleplaying because he's realizing they're only going to make a scene if they keep pushing the scene this way. They're both too good at the game, and he doesn't imagine Kogami dropping it until he drops it first. He'll take note though for later. Personal services at any time, hm? ]
All right, Kogami. Enough's enough. Come back here before we cause too much of a disturbance. [ He's Japanese, he'll get it. Jyuto nudges his chin towards the door that says "STAFF ONLY." It'll allow Kogami behind the desk, where Jyuto is. ]
[ but really, kogami is the most 迷惑 to ever 迷惑 in the long, rich and varied history of 迷惑ness, even if he's japanese. you know. but kogami is going through the door casual as you please to join him behind the desk, deftly putting up a 'out for lunch' sign for jyuto just in case.
jyuto is right; they'll both play this game to a kinky end (probably), and then will both get killed because megumi will personally throttle them for it, and kogami does have more consideration than that. so he comes to join him, taking his own coffee to sip.
the bento is simple: fish, omelette, vegetables, and a fruit. kogami's been observing healthy dietary habits -- at least, aware that jyuto probably wouldn't be too impressed if he brought in greasy paper bags of burgers and fries again. sidling over to him easily, kogami's curiously eyeing the paperwork. ]
Been busy, I see. Are more people getting sick these days?
[ because he did just see a few of them ogling jyuto and giggling about him on his way in. ]
It looks that way. There seems to be a virus going around. [ Jyuto is so used to getting ogled and giggled at that he hardly registers it as little more than background noise. The only exception is if he's specifically seeking out information for a case; others infatuated and ready to please him make for easy spies to use. It isn't applicable right now. ]
You made lunch for us yourself? [ This is what he's more interested in. ]
[ jyuto is more interested in that than his growing fan club, and kogami is more than happy to turn his attention back to him, leaning against his desk.
it's a romantic gesture, on all counts -- kogami tries not to think about the implications of that: that he had put careful thought into lunch. but then something occurs to him. ]
Unless you prefer greasier fare from Caihong. I could always bring that tomorrow.
I'll have to try it before I can answer that. [ But Jyuto's eyes are still on the bentos that Kogami has prepared for them. It's clear that they were thought out, the time and effort put into their preparation. He isn't overlooking it, even if Kogami is trying to. ]
It smells good, at least. [ He splits his chopsticks, ready to taste. ] You've been spoiling me ever since Christmas Eve.
[ oh, kogami should have known that jyuto's picked up on that already -- after all, the man's incredibly smart and misses nothing. he looks up from where he's taking his own bento and coming around to sit beside him, perpendicular to him. ]
And you've been more playful with me since Christmas Eve.
It doesn't seem like you dislike it, though. Correct me if I'm wrong? [ A small smile. He gently peels a part of the neatly sliced omelette apart from the rest with his chopsticks, lifting it up to take a first bite.
Chew, chew, swallow. ]
Hoh, it's good. [ Already picking out another bite— ]
[ kogami likes to think that he doesn't care if people like his food -- food is food, and if they don't like it, they can shove off. but this moment reminds him, very obviously, that he very obviously made it to see a moment like this: the look in jyuto's eyes when he eats something he finds good, the way he eagerly picks another bite.
he takes a few moments to admire it, before noticing he has to answer instead of staring like an idiot. right. food. ]
I like it. You're not like this with many other people, are you?
[ Jyuto considers it, a cheek full of food. Thoughtfully, ] Maybe I'm not. I haven't actually thought about it too much, but I think it may have to do with the fact that I know you'll simply bounce the ball back to me. Our conversations feel like that.
[ It's the only conclusion he can draw from it, and it seems accurate enough. Occasionally, there are others who can't match his wit, and the teasing or playing becomes anticlimactic or not worth the effort anymore. ]
I'm happy to know that you enjoy it. I don't have to worry about annoying you with it, this way.
[ kogami is quiet for a few moments, contemplative. he's noticed this particular pattern in their interactions, their encounters together, usually too subtle in the wake of other more intensely sensuous activities, but always in the same vein.
and so he pauses, just a little concerned. ]
You're assuming that I'd be tired of you.
[ in fact, it seems like a pretty steady refrain. does jyuto not realise the extent of his charm, how captivating and clever he is? ]
Mm? [ Ah. That's right, Kogami doesn't know of the reputation that follows Jyuto around. There isn't any apparent baggage for him to lug behind him here, and no one he's wronged is here to speak out against him. Right now, it must sound like a self esteem issue (lmfao). He thinks of how to phrase it, without making it seem too complex or heavy. ]
Well, let's just say that there aren't many in my home world that see me the way you do; I've made quite a few enemies. It is what it is, though. [ Peeling away another bite. His eyes are indifferent, and it's obvious that he's used to being hated for what he does at this point. ]
It'd probably be better to ask someone else for more insight on that, if you're so curious. [ Maybe Samatoki? Samatoki might be the only one who knows him for what he truly is. Riou's just started to, and somehow taking it well. All of MTC have skeletons in their closets. ]
[ everyone has skeletons in their closets. the way jyuto says this like he's talking about the weather is incredibly telling. he's accepted it as it is, and that the people around him, perhaps, have not been kind.
kogami senses more, and when jyuto suggests he get more insight, kogami shakes his head. ]
I'd prefer it from you.
[ uncoloured by any biases, and he reaches out to touch his wrist briefly. he understands to an extent -- to want to be seen a certain way to make things simpler. he feels something in him twinge, and he continues, earnest and intent. ]
[ That's not what he expected to hear. Kogami's serious? Jyuto has a bite of omelette pinched between his chopsticks, but he lowers it instead of eating when he feels that soft touch on his wrist. ]
My own insight on why I'm so vastly unpopular? [ Hm. He looks at Kogami. ] We got into it a little bit, but it has a lot to do with the fact that I'm seen as a government lap "rabbit", all right with both using others and being used. That's the short version, anyway.
[ he corrects gently, shifting to eat from his own bento. he's no psychologist, but he's aware, oftentimes, of why people are who they are. jyuto wears his unpopularity like armor, like if he sets this out front and centre no one can use it as ammunition.
what he hears next is interesting, but not surprising. thoughtfully, he asks, ]
A lot of people, friend or foe. [ Even Samatoki's often used it to get under his skin, but it isn't untrue. That's probably why Jyuto gets so angry. He can't argue with it easily. ] They aren't wrong when they say it, so it can't be helped.
With things as they were in our home world, working within the police force regardless of whether or not you'd like to overthrow your leaders is still allowing them control over you. I'm too determined to do what I joined for to keep my pride and quit. Power and influence are needed to get anything done, and without them I'd be little more significant than any of the other MCs.
[ kogami listens quietly, watching him -- in this moment he sees the real him, underneath the politeness and the bluster, and kogami understands. none of this is for him to judge, but in him he finds a strange sort of kindred, a man who would do what it takes to be able to face himself at the end of the day.
wasn't it what he did when he walked away to pursue makishima?
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Tomorrow?
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I'll bring lunch, too.
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And there we have it. You'll need to take four a day, two pills 30 minutes before your morning and evening meals. If you start to have any strange side effects, please contact us here at the clinic immediately so we can have something else arranged for you. Thank you, we hope you feel better soon! [ He's formal and polite. The customer seems satisfied with their medicine and makes an exit shortly after. ]
Hello there, how may I help you? [ Jyuto smiles a pharmacist smile at Kogami like he's just another patient. Look how professional he is! ]
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how strange, that kogami's noticed just how different jyuto is with him only after being met with his professional front. but it also begs another question, does jyuto actually have a roleplaying kink, too? he's only just starting to learn more about what the man likes in bed, what he loves doing and being done to him -- the many ways kogami can make his toes curl, but he gives him a crooked little smile and comes over anyway, setting the bag of bento and coffee on the desk before him.
and, of course, ignoring the curious looks of inquisitive clinical staff. ]
Hello. [ he says just as politely, feeling mischievous and happy to play along. ] I'm here with a delivery, actually. I was told to bring lunch to the clinic's industriously handsome pharmacist. I'm assuming that's you.
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Someone's calling me that? Well, thank you anyway.
[ Jyuto peeks inside of the bag, because it smells good! Where does Kogami keep buying this shit! ]
I wasn't aware we could have anything delivered at all, actually. Mind if I ask who sent you and if I take your number down for myself? I think I'd like to use your service personally in the future.
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[ nevermind that there are two bentos, two coffees and two sets of cutlery, and it looks -- well, without a doubt home-made. hiding a smile at how easily jyuto plays along with him, he follows him behind the counter. can't hurt to flirt and roleplay a little, right? ]
I'll leave you my number. I'm available for -- personal services anytime.
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All right, Kogami. Enough's enough. Come back here before we cause too much of a disturbance. [ He's Japanese, he'll get it. Jyuto nudges his chin towards the door that says "STAFF ONLY." It'll allow Kogami behind the desk, where Jyuto is. ]
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jyuto is right; they'll both play this game to a kinky end (probably), and then will both get killed because megumi will personally throttle them for it, and kogami does have more consideration than that. so he comes to join him, taking his own coffee to sip.
the bento is simple: fish, omelette, vegetables, and a fruit. kogami's been observing healthy dietary habits -- at least, aware that jyuto probably wouldn't be too impressed if he brought in greasy paper bags of burgers and fries again. sidling over to him easily, kogami's curiously eyeing the paperwork. ]
Been busy, I see. Are more people getting sick these days?
[ because he did just see a few of them ogling jyuto and giggling about him on his way in. ]
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[ Jyuto is so used to getting ogled and giggled at that he hardly registers it as little more than background noise. The only exception is if he's specifically seeking out information for a case; others infatuated and ready to please him make for easy spies to use. It isn't applicable right now. ]
You made lunch for us yourself? [ This is what he's more interested in. ]
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[ jyuto is more interested in that than his growing fan club, and kogami is more than happy to turn his attention back to him, leaning against his desk.
it's a romantic gesture, on all counts -- kogami tries not to think about the implications of that: that he had put careful thought into lunch. but then something occurs to him. ]
Unless you prefer greasier fare from Caihong. I could always bring that tomorrow.
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It smells good, at least. [ He splits his chopsticks, ready to taste. ] You've been spoiling me ever since Christmas Eve.
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And you've been more playful with me since Christmas Eve.
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Chew, chew, swallow. ]
Hoh, it's good. [ Already picking out another bite— ]
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he takes a few moments to admire it, before noticing he has to answer instead of staring like an idiot. right. food. ]
I like it. You're not like this with many other people, are you?
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[ It's the only conclusion he can draw from it, and it seems accurate enough. Occasionally, there are others who can't match his wit, and the teasing or playing becomes anticlimactic or not worth the effort anymore. ]
I'm happy to know that you enjoy it. I don't have to worry about annoying you with it, this way.
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and so he pauses, just a little concerned. ]
You're assuming that I'd be tired of you.
[ in fact, it seems like a pretty steady refrain. does jyuto not realise the extent of his charm, how captivating and clever he is? ]
Why?
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Well, let's just say that there aren't many in my home world that see me the way you do; I've made quite a few enemies. It is what it is, though. [ Peeling away another bite. His eyes are indifferent, and it's obvious that he's used to being hated for what he does at this point. ]
It'd probably be better to ask someone else for more insight on that, if you're so curious. [ Maybe Samatoki? Samatoki might be the only one who knows him for what he truly is. Riou's just started to, and somehow taking it well. All of MTC have skeletons in their closets. ]
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kogami senses more, and when jyuto suggests he get more insight, kogami shakes his head. ]
I'd prefer it from you.
[ uncoloured by any biases, and he reaches out to touch his wrist briefly. he understands to an extent -- to want to be seen a certain way to make things simpler. he feels something in him twinge, and he continues, earnest and intent. ]
Yours is the only one worth hearing.
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My own insight on why I'm so vastly unpopular? [ Hm. He looks at Kogami. ]
We got into it a little bit, but it has a lot to do with the fact that I'm seen as a government lap "rabbit", all right with both using others and being used. That's the short version, anyway.
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[ he corrects gently, shifting to eat from his own bento. he's no psychologist, but he's aware, oftentimes, of why people are who they are. jyuto wears his unpopularity like armor, like if he sets this out front and centre no one can use it as ammunition.
what he hears next is interesting, but not surprising. thoughtfully, he asks, ]
A government lap rabbit. Who calls you that?
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With things as they were in our home world, working within the police force regardless of whether or not you'd like to overthrow your leaders is still allowing them control over you. I'm too determined to do what I joined for to keep my pride and quit. Power and influence are needed to get anything done, and without them I'd be little more significant than any of the other MCs.
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wasn't it what he did when he walked away to pursue makishima?
he chews. swallows. ]
What are you doing all that for?
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Good people are killed for stupid reasons. I want to stop that.
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No matter what, right? Even if your own hands get dirty. Or when the ugly names come.
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