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Professor Augustine Sycamore ⬤ Pokemon XY
residential district ⬤ LEVEL 2
moonblessing ⬤ Iris

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[sycamour]

[....oh. That - as Yashiro correctly predicted - was not his first assumption, and Sycamore is quick to respond.]

Is he okay? What happened?

[shinseikai]

i fucked him better
there was
so much blood everywhere
i thought
that i would lose him

[sycamour]

Blood????

[First the drowning, now this!?]

He is okay now, though? Do you need help?

[shinseikai]

it was from the nightmares
dont sleep

[sycamour]

I won't, don't worry - what about you? Is everything alright now, Yashiro? Do you need me to come over?

[shinseikai]

i fixed it
it’s ok now

[sycamour]

Are you okay?

[shinseikai]

you owe me a coffee come buy me one

[sycamour]

Meet me at our usual, then. If you look cute I'll buy you a cake as well.

[They have a 'usual', now...isn't friendship great?]

[shinseikai]

I look like shit because I haven’t gotten any sleep but buy me a cake anyway
See you soon

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[sycamour]

[Sycamore is the first to make it to the café - after throwing on a white shirt he hopes hides the dark circles under his eyes - and he waits patiently for Yashiro to arrive. As soon as he gets close, he raises an eyebrow and smiles.]

You know you're supposed to give me the chance to say you're always cute, right? Then I buy you the cake regardless of how you look.

[shinseikai]

[ Yashiro has left both his jacket and tie at home, so you know he's tired too. the sleeves of his dress shirt are rolled up, but at least he still has a vest on.

He just levels a stare at him and sits across from him, but his annoyance is clearly only the surface. Underneath it is a well of emotions that are rarely seen by others. ]

I'm going to eat the whole thing. I won't even save a bite for you.

[sycamour]

So cruel! I don't know why I put up with you.

[That's said with a grin, nevertheless, and Sycamore quickly has the appropriate coffees (with extra shots, since they both look like they need the boost) ordered.]

Fortunately, you won't get rid of me that easily. I have all day.

[To, you know. Talk about what happened.]

[shinseikai]

[ They won't need all day, though. For once, Yashiro wants to talk. He picks up the coffee and drinks it, staring down at the liquid quietly as he gathers his thoughts. Finally, speaking to the coffee rather than Sycamore himself: ]

I thought I was going to lose him.

[sycamour]

[Sycamore is also drinking his coffee, but unlike Yashiro, he's not looking at it.]

Why don't you tell me what happened? From the start.

[shinseikai]

I don't know. We just woke up and he was -- he was covered in blood. I...it was everywhere.

[ the longer he speaks, the quicker his speech becomes, his hands trembling against the cup ]

We couldn't tell what caused it, but there was just so much.

[sycamour]

That must have been terrifying.

[Sycamore is silent as Yashiro speaks, but he does reach out and wrap his hands around his trembling fingers.]

It's all right, mon ami. You gave him Chroma and he was healed, wasn't he?

[shinseikai]

Yeah, I did.

[ He looks at Sycamore's hand touching him, and then he looks up at his face. ]

I don't want to be here without him. I...I'm so pathetic, but all I could think is how awful it would be to be alone.

[sycamour]

[It's very tempting to counter that with 'you're not alone', but Sycamore...well. He knows exactly what kind of alone Yashiro means - the same one that slinks its way through his body when he stresses about Lysandre disappearing. Having to mourn him for a second time.

He sighs, and lowers his head, keeping his hands on Yashiro's.]

You aren't pathetic, Yashiro. You're normal.

[shinseikai]

I don't know, maybe I was more worried about me than I was about.

[ Okay, that was definitely not the case, but he's more than happy to convince himself of his own selfish narrative. ]

[sycamour]

[Yeah, nice try.]

No, you weren't. We both know that.

[Come on, buddy....that might have worked months ago, but not now. Sycamore knows you far too well.]

[shinseikai]

[ Yashiro puts the coffee down on the table and since the cake isn't here yet, lays his head down on it, too. He's sort of like ten seconds away from freaking out and having a temper tantrum here in public so he's trying to keep it in check. ]

Sometimes, I like this place a lot. And sometimes I hate it.

[sycamour]

Mhmm.

[Once Yashiro has placed his head on the table, Sycamore reaches out and idly runs his fingers through his hair. Keeping up the Chroma production should help, at least a little bit.]

It certainly has its benefits, but it tests us in many ways, too. You can only do what you can do, mon ami.

[Let's just exist here in a little bubble of...ugh, for a while.]

[shinseikai]

[ Yeah, Yashiro can't deny that it feels nice to feel his fingers through his hair. ]

I don't like this. I'm not supposed to have him, how can I be so selfish, wanting to keep him forever?

[sycamour]

[If it feels nice, he'll happily continue.]

You aren't being selfish. It's a natural feeling, to want to be close to someone you l-

[-he will....catch himself, there, and change to-]

-you...feel deeply for.