[ Gojou writes in his little mental notes that Miles Edgeworth is both a sadist and a masochist. He strokes his chin, like he's thinking deeply (he isn't). ]
I guess it doesn't matter since I like you better this way and I can't sulk when you're smiling. You should do it more.
[ Yes, smile more. ]
We've been circling topics, haven't we! Like we don't want this to end. [ ... ] Before I forget, I do want to leave something with you.
[he's not wrong, but at least miles doesn't have to hear that assessment of himself.
granted, gojou says that and suddenly he's not entirely sure what to say to that so he chooses not to and instead focuses on the other point.
...which...is something else miles doesn't want to focus on, fuck. because he's aware he's stalling, sort of, because things are over tomorrow and it's...well, it hasn't been horrible.]
So it seems. [a neutral agreement.] ...what is it?
[he was doing his best? but also, at the mention of the smile disappearing there's a very faint trace of it reappearing like it amuses him to hear that.
on the other hand, there's a button. there's a button and he stares at it for a moment before taking it to continue staring at it.]
[ah. dead man button. it takes him a moment to decide what to do with it, but after a moment he puts it inside the pocket of his pants alongside something gojou can't see. he doesn't reply immediately, but eventually he speaks up.]
It isn't that weird. But you'd better come back for it soon then. [even if he doesn't figure it out immediately, miles would really prefer that he uphold that bargain anyhow.]
You're making it sound like you want to see me as soon as possible! That doesn't mean I'll dispel the curse I'm putting on you right away, but it's still sweet.
[ Gojou cups his own cheek like he's some young maiden and looks touched. ]
[gojou's so rude? except one ominous statement deserves another which is why miles looks at him for a moment before there's a very thin smile.]
Nothing I feel like saying out loud. [hm. well that's fine. instead, he leans back in his chair and seems to sag against it, keeping his eyes on gojou for a moment before looking at the ceiling.]
You really are going to hold stuff in till you super die, huh.
[ Mentally sweats as he thinks Miles would release such interesting curses.
Gojou returns the smile, anyway, except it’s not so... Aggravating or provoking. It’s more sincere. His eyes stay on Miles the whole time, crinkling with mirth when the other man is just TIRED OF LIFE. ]
Yeah. [he's aware it's a problem but it's his problem and nobody else's so it's fine! still...no, never mind, he's going to shove down every single positive feeling he has right now to stay as neutral as possible even if he seems to be fighting off another grin.]
I suppose I'll just have to prepare for the disappointment. [shrug! clearly the answer is to make it a challenge.]
As if you aren't constantly willing to take it. [because yeah? he has realized if it's not him, it's gojou??? god maybe that's why he likes him so much. terrible.
except uh...uh? hm.]
...a deal? I recall no such thing. [it's hard to say if this is miles trying to get out of whatever he agreed to or if he genuinely doesn't remember because being vored by a furby does a lot to a person.]
If things didn't work out, you get to tell me "I told you so." If things did, you have to say "You're right, Gojou Satoru. I should have had faith. I am sorry for considering feeding you all to the monster. Forgive me."
[ That is definitely not what they agreed on. Gojou quietly changes it in hopes that Miles doesn't remember and cause he wants to play a bit. ]
That's not a good excuse! [and yet it's kind of the same excuse he has so whatever. nevertheless...
...this sounds fake. this sounds so fake? he knows himself, he knows there's no way he would agree to something specific like that, but...all the same, he actually can't be sure he didn't make a similar agreement.
so that's something.]
You were right, Gojou Satoru. I should have thought it through further, and I'm not apologizing for something I never entirely considered. ...though I do hope you can forgive some of the others.
[because at the end of the day miles is kind of soft and won't beg for forgiveness for himself but he'll ask it for people who matter, apparently.]
[ A reason they're both nailed to. Also, yeah, it's so fucking fake and Gojou made sure some parts of it was stupid and, of course, Miles changes it properly to be something more substantial. When will he just throw something at him... He waits for that day. ]
All about intention! [ He gives Miles that, then he shrugs. ] That part was a joke since what's there to forgive? It's nothing personal. I get it.
You'd be surprised how many people take things very personally. [the last week was an adventure, man.] Though I suppose if anyone were to understand our position it would be you. You have my thanks then.
...you haven't talked to Despair much, have you? [don't ask.] But I've never had plans for world domination, so your lack of judgment is also acceptable.
Nope! I was kind of suspicious of you all. The premise of this place was shady, even if your guys’ introduction was...
[ Snorts. He doesn’t need to continue that sentence. ]
Omi did go to his thingy when you all were eaten by the furby and told me about what he saw. By the sounds of it, there’s a crushing weight on Mister Despair’s shoulders.
[ Quietly, in a soft voice: ]
... He reminds me of the villain from 101 Dalmatians.
I refuse to be held accountable for the introduction as I wasn't a part of the group who went downstairs. [just saying! but he hums in thought at that.]
It's entirely possible. I've never fully asked. [...and then gojou says that and there's a surprised noise that's almost like a laugh.]
Please tell him that to his face before you leave.
It was like some cycle of sacrificing people for the world. First, it was to stop the apocalypse or something, then people had to sacrifice themselves so the world wasn’t so barren. A lot of sacrifice in there.
[ Yeets emet out because Gojou is like... Eh. They are probably never going to see each other. ]
You think he’d get the reference? Usually, I just crack things without thinking, but there’s no fun if people don’t get it.
[ His life here... At the station... With some of these oldes. ]
And a lot of people here don’t get it. Eleanor was my saving grace until she died.
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You used to be sooo poliiiite.
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I think you just didn't know me very well.
[sometimes...you are rude to people you actually like.]
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I guess it doesn't matter since I like you better this way and I can't sulk when you're smiling. You should do it more.
[ Yes, smile more. ]
We've been circling topics, haven't we! Like we don't want this to end. [ ... ] Before I forget, I do want to leave something with you.
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granted, gojou says that and suddenly he's not entirely sure what to say to that so he chooses not to and instead focuses on the other point.
...which...is something else miles doesn't want to focus on, fuck. because he's aware he's stalling, sort of, because things are over tomorrow and it's...well, it hasn't been horrible.]
So it seems. [a neutral agreement.] ...what is it?
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Aaand that smile is gone.
[ He laughs because funny. Anyway, he fishes something out of his pocket and holds it out. When Miles takes it... It's a button. ]
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on the other hand, there's a button. there's a button and he stares at it for a moment before taking it to continue staring at it.]
...um. [hello?]
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[ Dead man's button, dead man's button!! He has his reasons for choosing Miles for this and it makes sense to him. ]
You can say this is symbolic! I'll come back for it when I've changed my world.
[ He thinks by then he will figure out how to worldhop. Full on hubris. ]
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It isn't that weird. But you'd better come back for it soon then. [even if he doesn't figure it out immediately, miles would really prefer that he uphold that bargain anyhow.]
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[ Gojou cups his own cheek like he's some young maiden and looks touched. ]
Thanks.
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I'll believe it when I see it. [the curse, that is. and also gojou. god, how the hell did he actually make attachments with this man?]
...but you're welcome.
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Make sure not to blink when you get home.
[ Literally, why leave Miles with such ominous statements. Gojou just loves to bully. ]
Got any last words for me aside from “please do not curse me,” “please fix your priorities and focus on the box,” or “please stop”?
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Nothing I feel like saying out loud. [hm. well that's fine. instead, he leans back in his chair and seems to sag against it, keeping his eyes on gojou for a moment before looking at the ceiling.]
...don't make me regret this, Satoru. That's all.
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[ Mentally sweats as he thinks Miles would release such interesting curses.
Gojou returns the smile, anyway, except it’s not so... Aggravating or provoking. It’s more sincere. His eyes stay on Miles the whole time, crinkling with mirth when the other man is just TIRED OF LIFE. ]
You think I have control over that?
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I suppose I'll just have to prepare for the disappointment. [shrug! clearly the answer is to make it a challenge.]
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[ It is like EVERY CONVERSATION one of them is like: what are you going to do, asshole. ]
This reminds me we made a little deal over whether things would work out.
[ Sparkles. ]
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except uh...uh? hm.]
...a deal? I recall no such thing. [it's hard to say if this is miles trying to get out of whatever he agreed to or if he genuinely doesn't remember because being vored by a furby does a lot to a person.]
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[ Yeah... Yeah. ]
If things didn't work out, you get to tell me "I told you so." If things did, you have to say "You're right, Gojou Satoru. I should have had faith. I am sorry for considering feeding you all to the monster. Forgive me."
[ That is definitely not what they agreed on. Gojou quietly changes it in hopes that Miles doesn't remember and cause he wants to play a bit. ]
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...this sounds fake. this sounds so fake? he knows himself, he knows there's no way he would agree to something specific like that, but...all the same, he actually can't be sure he didn't make a similar agreement.
so that's something.]
You were right, Gojou Satoru. I should have thought it through further, and I'm not apologizing for something I never entirely considered. ...though I do hope you can forgive some of the others.
[because at the end of the day miles is kind of soft and won't beg for forgiveness for himself but he'll ask it for people who matter, apparently.]
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[ A reason they're both nailed to. Also, yeah, it's so fucking fake and Gojou made sure some parts of it was stupid and, of course, Miles changes it properly to be something more substantial. When will he just throw something at him... He waits for that day. ]
All about intention! [ He gives Miles that, then he shrugs. ] That part was a joke since what's there to forgive? It's nothing personal. I get it.
[ Not hurt at all. Never was. ]
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[ Gojou knows he's weird. It's fine. Also, stop thanking him for absolutely nothing. ]
The heart wants what it wants, right? I can't judge unless it's like... An evil wish or something. I don't know. World domination?
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[ Snorts. He doesn’t need to continue that sentence. ]
Omi did go to his thingy when you all were eaten by the furby and told me about what he saw. By the sounds of it, there’s a crushing weight on Mister Despair’s shoulders.
[ Quietly, in a soft voice: ]
... He reminds me of the villain from 101 Dalmatians.
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It's entirely possible. I've never fully asked. [...and then gojou says that and there's a surprised noise that's almost like a laugh.]
Please tell him that to his face before you leave.
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[ Yeets emet out because Gojou is like... Eh. They are probably never going to see each other. ]
You think he’d get the reference? Usually, I just crack things without thinking, but there’s no fun if people don’t get it.
[ His life here... At the station... With some of these oldes. ]
And a lot of people here don’t get it. Eleanor was my saving grace until she died.
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