bonercity | 【OPEN】☆ KARAMATSU MATSUNO

_{[ He has already hurriedly dressed himself— probably overdressed himself for a place like Tenny's in the middle of the night. One would think he was going to a night club with his outfit of choice; others (a majority) might think he got dressed in the dark which was absolutely right.

He's about to go out the door when Ichimatsu speaks. He doesn't want to go alone, okay? And you can't sleep either!
An eye roll. He mutters under his breath: ]}

We can stop by the alley and feed the cats afterwards.
_{[ ugh SERIOUSLY you are the worst.
Why does he care if you come along? ]}

[Okay, so that piques his interest a little, but, still, going to Tenny's with Karamatsu, and only Karamatsu, at --what time is it, even.]

[He makes some form of irritated guttural sound and crawls out of bed, shrugging out of his pajamas and into his... daytime pajamas, really, because who the fuck bothers wearing clothing that isn't comfortable. He wears his coat, too, because it's probably cold, or maybe he just likes it, he likes layers. It's more layers to put between he and Karamatsu.]

Fine, are you happy? Let's go already.

O.K!

_{[ Meanwhile, Karamatsu is decked out in a zipped up leather jacket, tight ripped jeans that he could probably hardly move his legs in (he knew that accentuated his ass and whatever little package he had below) and some kind of boots that had more of a feminine heel to them. They looked like cowboy boots? And didn't match at all.

He exits the room, quietly, and makes his way down the hallway, down the stairs— as if he was on a catwalk with the way he would stride ahead of Ichimatsu.

He's about to head out the door, but maybe Ichimatsu should get the sardines first. ]}

Edited 2016-04-30 01:51 (UTC)

[P a i n f u l.]

[Ichimatsu trudges along after him, making some kind of vague growling sound most of the way, and pauses at the cabinet before the door-- the one with the phone on it.]

Hey, hold up. I wanna get the snacks for the cats.

_{[ Karamatsu, eager to go go go and get himself a midnight snack, stops right near the door, one heel kicked against the wall as if he fell naturally into a pose. His finger twists in his bangs as he waits for Ichimatsu, quietly judging his brother for being so concerned about the treats but..
He doesn't actually say anything or ridicule him for it. It's one of the specific things that makes Ichimatsu who he is..
And Karamatsu wouldn't change that for the world. If anything, he'd change Ichimatsu's self-destructive mindset before anything else like his weird fascination with cats... but he isn't sure what it takes to do something like that. ]}

Hmph. Make it quick.
_{[ Though, his expression is stern, it quickly shifts as he cups his chin, his usually smirk appearing: ]}

As the flower yearns for its water, I, too, yearn for the moonlight—
_{[ no why he can't go 5 minutes without saying something dumb. ]}

[Crouched and picking up the bag of cat treats, he turns to look at Karamatsu, chin cupped in one hand, spouting off some embarrassingly painful bullshit, and--]

[He reaches over and picks up one of his own sandals, and throws it at Karamatsu with all the force in his wimpy little pudgy body.]

Do yourself and everyone else on the planet a favor and die, Shittymatsu.

_{[ BULLSEYE. RIGHT IN THE FACE!! His sunglasses go FLYING.
(Why was he putting them on anyway..!? It's the middle of the night!) But he leans over to pick them up off of the floor and puts them on his face, not even realizing that the right lens has chipped in the corner. ]}

Oi! Would you say something like that to a flower yearning for water..!?
_{[ please both of you just leave before you wake up the rest. ]}

[He puts the bag of snacks in his pocket and shuts the door with one foot, standing and stepping into his lone sandal and hopping on one foot toward the other. This involves grabbing hold of Karamatsu and dragging him out the door and shutting it with his bare foot, also.]

You might be the most painful flower I've ever seen.

[Claims his sandal and puts it on his foot, still braced probably on Karamatsu's forearm.]

Are we going?

_{[ wow who knew Ichimatsu was so talented at ... foot juggling! They really don't know the deepest, darkest secrets of one another do they? Anyway, once they both stumble out of the door, Karamatsu stuffs his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket and moves right along. ]}

Heh. Of course we are going.
Don't you worry that it is dark outside. I'll be your beacon at s—

_{[ oh is Ichimatsu just walking ahead of him I mean.. that's fine too... he'll just catch up to him by joggling slightly. ]}

Edited 2016-05-05 04:19 (UTC)

[Shuffling with his hands in his pockets and watching his breath collect in front of him, he rolls his eyes when Karamatsu catches up.]

Don't confuse me with Todomatsu. I actually prefer the dark.

You say that now, but ah— non, non—.
Just because you like cats.. it does not make you one. You cannot see in the dark. What happens when you have to go in the middle of the night and there is nothing but darkness? Hm? Ah?

You'll need somebody there to help you if you stumble.
_{[ this could have been a great life analogy how life can sometimes seem bleak and you may come across trials and difficulties but don't worry because you have 5 other brothers looking out for you... but...

instead he uses it for taking a piss in the dark. ]}

[He's... just going to give you this entirely uninterested, dead-eyed stare for a solid ten seconds, trying to process what just happened and decide if Karamatsu was even capable of intelligent speech, and just shakes his head.]

[A moment later, he chuckles under his breath and turns a crooked grin to him.]

If I stumble in the dark going to take a piss and you're following me, I'll just drop my pants and pee on you.

_{[ but why this. Ichimatsu, he cares about you, even if he doesn't understand why everybody treats you better than they treat him..
But sometimes you're really fucking weird. ]}

I—I am certain there is some sort of unsaid, brotherly pact that prevents something like that from happening. Ah, a pee-pact. Surely you don't want to break such a sacred promise we all share with one another, ah, right?

_{[ I mean, what. ]}

[He slows in his step, even if it's not entirely noticeable until he's stopped entirely with as slow as he shuffles to begin with, and considers that.]

[He gives Karamatsu an irritated squint.]

...you don't have to escort me to take a piss, so as long as you don't do it anyway, I probably won't pee on you.

[He starts moving again, shunting his weight sideways just enough to bump Karamatsu's shoulder with his own as he passes.]

Save your night protection for Todomatsu.

[...That could have been more annoyance, or that could have been fondness. At least when your kindness is directed at Todomatsu, he can appreciate it from afar because it doesn't directly affect him.]

_{[ He's so weird. It's kind of eerie the way he talks so flatly and the way his eyes always look disinterested in everything. Is that how Ichimatsu felt about the world? Disinterest? Whereas, Karamatsu wanted to captivate the world and appreciated the small things like birds chirping and blue skies, you know.

Save your protection for Todomatsu. Sure, but can't he protect all five of them? Did he really have to pick?
For whatever reason, Karamatsu doesn't press on the matter even if he could maybe encourage Ichimatsu with reassurance: don't worry, I've got your back too, you're just as important.
The rougher response is this: ]}

Tch. I will protect who I want to protect, brother.

[That's how Ichimatsu wanted the world to think he viewed it. It's so, so much easier to pretend he doesn't care. To talk flatly, to never open his mouth entirely when he spoke, to never open his eyes entirely when he looked. Apathy, disinterest, sluggishness... Coupled with his frequent tendency to wear a cold mask even when he wasn't sick, most people avoided him. He didn't deserve the attention of the world, even if he was capable of handling it. He could barely handle the attention he got from his brothers.]

[Karamatsu's rougher response is a much more welcome one-- being told he was just as important, and that his back was covered... He wouldn't have known what to do with that. He'd have probably just yelled or stomped on his foot or punched him, and run off to feed the cats while he figured out how to breathe again, leaving Karamatsu to dine alone at some asinine hour of the morning after an argument over pee-pacts.]

[He pauses again, asking a surprisingly honest and potentially lucrative question.]

All right, so if you're protecting us, then who's protecting you?

_{[ GURK!!! ]}

_{[ He doesn't like to think about this! He doesn't want to think about this! The answer is painfully obvious!
Nobody will! He doesn't have any friends, his brothers usually ignore him.. he really isn't sure if any of them would protect him or not?
Oh, wonderful, shitty feelings arise, but he doesn't want to appear like this conversation is bothering him. He wants to appear tough and dependable, but it practically reads on his face just fine of his answer:

Shit. He doesn't know. T—Their mom, maybe? What kind of answer would that be? Definitely not a cool answer! Osomatsu? No, that's even worse!

Hurriedly, he stuffs his hands further into his jacket pockets and walks ahead of Ichimatsu with brisk, long strides. ]}

We should walk faster! Ah, yes, yes.. walking faster! I'm too hungry to really think right now!

[He stops dead in his tracks and watches Karamatsu bustle past him, his shoulders hunched and his hands in his pockets. He's walking in longer strides, sure, somehow, despite the fact that Ichimatsu never has figured out how he walks in those jeans of his (and considering he's worn them, he really can't figure it out), but...]

[Watching Karamatsu's hunched shoulders in his stupid leather jacket as he scurries away with his head ducked, Ichimatsu has a horrifying moment of clarity fall upon him, and he realizes the answer that Karamatsu refused to give. Was that what he looked like, when he hunched into his sweater and scurried away from a question or a statement he didn't want to handle?]

[If he's protecting them, who protects him?]

...Karamatsu.

_{[ Man, here it comes. Some kind of teasing or pointing out the obvious. He's gonna get picked on; it's just how it goes nowadays. This was a lame conversation to have, whose idea was it anyway. Maybe it'd be better if Ichimatsu would keep his mouth shut and not say anything.
Instead of getting too defensive about the conversation, he tries to divert attention away from it. ]}

Ah, the moon is shining! It's very bright tonight! Tomorrow it might be raining, so we should enjoy the clear weather while we can!

[Except the biting comment never comes. He just stands there, studying Karamatsu as he spouts off another stupid line, painfully charged with accented English and Ichimatsu struggles with how to react. He doesn't hate Karamatsu, he never has. He's annoying, sure, he's embarrassing, but they were brothers.]

[He shoves his hands further into the pockets of his sweater and tromps up to him, pointedly shoving his weight into Karamatsu's back almost hard enough to knock him over. He stays there, leaning, fully expecting Karamatsu to shift to support them both. If he doesn't, well, they'll be a pile on the ground.]

I'm gonna say something to you, Shittymatsu, and if you repeat it I will eviscerate you in the slowest and most painful way possible, do you understand?

_{[ Karamatsu doesn't expect Ichimatsu to barge into him but with such a confident stride and poise, Ichimatsu's weight doesn't shift him far. Instead, he braces himself. He's startled mainly because it's hard to read his younger brother's thoughts sometimes. Was this some kind of plan to start a fight? ]}

O—Oi, Ichimatsu. What do you think you're doing..?
_{[ He heard him, but he doesn't reply. ]}

[He shoves his shoulder into Karamatsu's, and then moves away, his hands in his pockets and his shoulders hunched. He's focusing on something on the ground away from both of them.]

I don't need your protection, but if you insist on giving it, then fine.

[He tosses him a brief acidic glance, and then shoves past him.]

I'll just have to look out for your painful ass, too.

_{[ EHHHH? WHAT? EHHHH???
Karamatsu stops, a bit stunned at Ichimatsu's words. I mean, ever since ESP Kitty, they had some slight shed on Ichimatsu's true feelings about them, but..
He's openly saying this? Why is he saying this? It practically knocks Karamatsu off of his feet. ]}

_{[ but then, he catches up to him, now walking alongside him: ]}
H—Hey, tch. You're not supposed to say things like that, brother. You're younger than most of us. We're supposed to watch you.
_{[ Despite the envy he has for people caring about Ichimatsu's well being, he goes ahead and says this because he really is one of the more honest ones. ]}

_{[ Karamatsu only has Osomatsu older than him, and honestly, he's not sure what response he would get from Osomatsu if he asked him to protect. ]}

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