[Just like how Kuramochi caught him before their last official match together, looks like there's no hiding it.
Ryousuke clutches one of the couch cushions closer to him. The other hand is reaching over to scratch Lovie between the ears, keeping him preoccupied.]
[Okay, that's awful of him to let that knee-jerk reaction slip so easily. He should see things in Ryousuke's perspective, it hasn't actually been that long since he sees the short side of things.
He walks closer to take a better look at eldest Kominato. He seems to also forget about Lovie, but that isn't important right now.]
I'm sorry- that was inconsiderate of me. Do you want me to get you anything?
[If there's something he's truly set on, Ryousuke would gladly put up a fight. But the uncomfortable churning in his gut says otherwise, and leaves him with less patience to rebuff Sugane... he's making perfect sense.
He dips his head forward, bangs obscuring most of his expression, but he's still going to smile at the corner of his mouth.]
No gross home remedies.
[There's a 'no' in this sentence, but it's the closest thing to him giving in.]
[His mouth starts to curve into a small smile, he considers this victory enough.]
Unless tea is consider a strange concoction by your standards, I don't think that would be much of a problem.
[He then walks away wordlessly aside from a light sneeze. Minutes later, he comes back with a tray, honey and sugar placed separately just in case Ryousuke would rather have the tea without them or added to his own accord.]
[Having made his admission, Ryousuke goes back to resting back against the couch, clutching the cushion between his hands. It's not necessarily bad. This is exactly what his mother would do, insisting he stay put as she fixed something up for him. It means someone cared.
Sugane returns quickly, but before he can accept any weird tea, Ryousuke has to send him a probing look, suspicious.
It's not like he can narrow his eyes any further and yet-]
[No, he doesn't buy it, and despite the uncomfortable roil of his stomach, he stands up to take a closer look at Sugane's watery eyes. There's the tea tray still being held between them, yet to be accepted.]
[The sniffling, the watery eyes, the need to keep rubbing at his face - Ryousuke takes it all in, that discerning stare of his lingering longer than necessary. Translation: he's not convinced in the least. That's a real flimsy promise, and Sugane better know it.
And he's switched to Ryousuke-kun again. But this time no one's been drinking.
Eventually, he does comply though. Looks like Lovie's crept behind and stolen his spot, and Ryousuke gently picks her up, placing the kitten in his lap as he sinks himself back into the couch.]
Can I test something?
[He speaks as if he's going to do it anyway, regardless of Sugane's answer.]
[Sugane isn't intimidated by Ryousuke, at least not usually. But admittedly the fact he sees right through Sugane's flimsy promise, that's rather unsettling. The prolonged eye-contact itself is making him feel uneasy.]
... Huh?
[It's not like it surprising, but it does leave him confuse that he's frozen to where he's standing.]
[Despite that, he puts down the tray on the coffee table and complies. One thing is that (so far) Ryousuke never pull any kind of physical pranks on him, so he doesn't feel any reason to be wary.
You'll see. [Oh yes. He can see the wariness and confusion written on Sugane's expression which is, frankly, an appropriate response to everything Ryousuke.
Even without the tea, his stomach seems to have calmed enough for him to forget momentarily. He smiles, now that Sugane's level with him.]
[Before Sugane can sneeze all over the poor kitten, Ryousuke pulls her away out of firing range, settling her back down on the couch. Aha. Suspicions confirmed.]
Bless you.
[Since that's all cleared up, he's cheerfully reaching for the tea before it gets cold. After so stubbornly resisting before, too. Maybe because of this new development, he considers them even now.]
[He rubs his eyes without shame as he glares at Ryousuke. Well, cat's out of the bag now and it looks like it's true when they say curiosity killed the cat.]
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No.
[It's a bit childish. He's been caught out, but Kominato Ryousuke is stubborn til the end.]
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You're in pain.
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That isn't going to work. There's nothing wrong with admitting you need help once every so often. Did you eat something bad, Ryousuke-kun?
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Ryousuke clutches one of the couch cushions closer to him. The other hand is reaching over to scratch Lovie between the ears, keeping him preoccupied.]
I drank the milk.
[all of it.]
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He walks closer to take a better look at eldest Kominato. He seems to also forget about Lovie, but that isn't important right now.]
I'm sorry- that was inconsiderate of me. Do you want me to get you anything?
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[HE'S GOING TO KEEP PETTING THIS CAT]
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It's fine, isn't it? It'll go away soon.
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And it'll go away sooner if we can do something about it. I refuse to take no for an answer.
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He dips his head forward, bangs obscuring most of his expression, but he's still going to smile at the corner of his mouth.]
No gross home remedies.
[There's a 'no' in this sentence, but it's the closest thing to him giving in.]
tagging; near to midnight edition
Unless tea is consider a strange concoction by your standards, I don't think that would be much of a problem.
[He then walks away wordlessly aside from a light sneeze. Minutes later, he comes back with a tray, honey and sugar placed separately just in case Ryousuke would rather have the tea without them or added to his own accord.]
3am: something beautiful just occurred here
Sugane returns quickly, but before he can accept any weird tea, Ryousuke has to send him a probing look, suspicious.
It's not like he can narrow his eyes any further and yet-]
Are you sick?
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No, I've been quite healthy. [Though he starts to blink again. Actually, his vision is starting to get blurry enough that he starts to rub his eyes.
Oh no.]
Erm- I think I've been careless cleaning the house! I apologize.
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Drink the tea yourself, if you're sick.
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I promise you, I'm perfectly healthy. You should sit down, Ryousuke-kun.
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And he's switched to Ryousuke-kun again. But this time no one's been drinking.
Eventually, he does comply though. Looks like Lovie's crept behind and stolen his spot, and Ryousuke gently picks her up, placing the kitten in his lap as he sinks himself back into the couch.]
Can I test something?
[He speaks as if he's going to do it anyway, regardless of Sugane's answer.]
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... Huh?
[It's not like it surprising, but it does leave him confuse that he's frozen to where he's standing.]
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[Sitting back down puts him in unfortunate position. 'Unfortunate' means... Sugane's got even more height on him than usual.
Ryousuke doesn't bother beckoning with a hand, but just keeps stroking the cat and uses his words instead.]
Come closer.
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For what reason?
[Despite that, he puts down the tray on the coffee table and complies. One thing is that (so far) Ryousuke never pull any kind of physical pranks on him, so he doesn't feel any reason to be wary.
Although he is wary, somewhat.]
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Even without the tea, his stomach seems to have calmed enough for him to forget momentarily. He smiles, now that Sugane's level with him.]
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Lovie greets him with the tiniest mewl.]
Say hello.
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But if he doesn't back away...]
H-he... he....
[There's no escape.]
He-- ACHOO!
[Ryousuke just found out his cat allergy.]
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Bless you.
[Since that's all cleared up, he's cheerfully reaching for the tea before it gets cold. After so stubbornly resisting before, too. Maybe because of this new development, he considers them even now.]
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... Don't tell your brother.
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