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[heeeeeeyyyy haha. sorry about that. xmx]

[psst. guess whos back]

((POUNCES YOU

IT HAS BEEN SO LONG OMG HI BBY

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While he was still very much on edge, the mention of his precious pets brought a small, instinctual smile to his face. His hands began wringing together fitfully despite himself, and he stole a glance back at Trip's face.

He hoped Koujaku-san would hold a funeral for him.

"T-Thank you... I care for them a lot... Do you have any pets, Trip-san?" Every article on kidnapping he's ever read told him to try and identify with his captor, in order to get them to, quote unquote, 'get them to see you as human'. Though he supposes if he's seen as any less than that already he's pretty much fucked.

"M-My mom? Well..." There's no better way to appear human than with a sob story. "She, ah... changed when my dad died. She got angry and mean, and I couldn't really deal with it. I check in on her from time to time, but..."

"Well.. I guess to others they’re not all that special… But they mean a lot to me. I-I know it’s a bit weird to gt attached to fish, but they’re the first pets I’ve had since I was little." He hoped his (admitibly pathetic) ramble was enough to keep him mentally in check while he was being manhandled. Now that he’s thinking about it, Trip’s grip was very tight. His shoulders were beginning to get a bit sore…

“Oh, I’d die if something happened to them… They’re still young, I’d feel terrible if they died early. And.. Err.. koi are quite expensive. I don’t think I’ll be getting many more once they’re gone…” The talk about the death of his beloved pets was making him fidgety again. He played with his fingers and bit his lip, shaking his head. "I love them too much to replace them, anyway. They’re kind of my family now, ‘cause I don’t talk to my mom anymore." Why he spilled his family business to Trip, he personally had no clue. Maybe the more pathetic he sounded, the better chance he had of mercy.

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"Merry Christmas, everyone!"

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[Save a life and help me procrastinate my history homework by liking this for a starter!]

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[I need a lot more ren in my life.]

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[so my asks aren't working. That's gonna be a problem...]

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[Do not be alarmed. Zombies aren't yet rising. I'm just back!! Sorry for the unannounced hiatus; my computer busted completely and mobile on my phone got weird. I now have control of the app so I'll be able to post once again!!]

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"Are you sure...? It's raining pretty hard; It would be bad if you got sick..." He stuck his hand out from underneath the umbrella, demonstrating how soaked his hand became after a mere second. He sighed softly, watching his breath pummel from his mouth. Kou liked the rain, truely, but this was too much.

"If it’s not much trouble, I do insist..!" It had been pouring all day, and seeing the rib member out in the city without an umbrella was such a shame. He had mentioned having to pick up a few things, and here Ren was, holding the cerulean umbrella over the ash gray hair of the taller male, insisting that he accompany him.

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Knowing that Ren was trying to copy his own ridiculous posture made a small dust of pink come to his face. He'd forgotten that Ren was still test-driving his human form, and even the silliest things Kou did would be over-analyzed. He ran a hand through his hair, chuckling softly. "Haha, yeah... I wouldn't recommend standing like that for too long... You'll fall." Even from the short amount of time he was in the pose, his feet were sort of sore.

The shorter then straightened out his posture, trying desprately to remain as casual as possible, lest Ren ask why he was standing so uncomfortably in the first place.

The change in posture hadn’t been missed by Ren, who felt a small degree of guilt for no doubt causing the shift. His head bowed slightly, both to naturally slink in shame and also to meet Kou’s gaze.

"Ah, I noticed the way you were standing and thought I would try it," he explained, his voice somewhat quiet as he realized how strange it sounded. Ren was still adjusting to life as human, and even the simplest of things like standing on tip-toes was new and interesting. Though he was anything but immature, that broad curiosity made him feel like little more than a child at times.

Watching Kou’s grin, he felt compelled to return the expression. Pulling his lips into a small, polite smile, he elaborated further, “It is quite difficult to maintain balance standing that way.”

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As Ren rose to the balls of his feet, Kou couldn't help but wonder if the man was fucking with him. A look of dispair breifly passed his features, and he slowly sunk back to his normal height, shoulders slumped slightly in defeat.

Kyouya, this is stupid. He scolded himself internally, shaking his head slowly.

Ren's voice startled him out of his inward scolding, and he looked up (far up) to the other's face, and gave a small, forced grin.

"I'm fine! But, ah, what were you doing, exactly?" It's always easiet to avoid questions by turning them around on people.

Most of the time Ren hadn’t thought too much about his gargantuan new height, though there were often little reminders that called his attention to his tall stature. He was puzzled, searching his memory banks at a much slower speed than he would have as an Allmate, trying to discern whether or not this strange behavior was new for Kou or not. Perhaps it was simply a more comfortable way of standing that Ren hadn’t yet realized.

He rocked his body’s weight onto the balls of his feet, adding even more presence to his already lofty height— only for a second, however, as he was still relatively wobbly on his feet. It seemed even stranger now, his head tilting just slightly in confusion as he finally sought to sate his curiosity.

"Kou. Are you alright?"

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thanksasalways

 Kou had always loathed being short, but Ren was making it about five times as worse just by standing next to him. While he knew it really wasn't that big a deal, he was still straining on his tiptoes to at least reach his shoulder level.

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"I'm still not quite sure how you got stuck on the roof..." Kou squinted quizzically, one hand resting on his hip. "I'm also not quite sure how to get you down..."

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[i keep saying im gonna do greeters and then never do them so im gonna procrastinate the rest of my french homework and do those right now. at this literal second. if i miss u please tell me]

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[finally gonna get those greeters done!!!]

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"Eh... Ren-san? Kou's had went to his hair, twirling a lock distractedly between his fingers. "Are you sure you wouldn't rather just go home? I can get them myself, really."