6 Works by sophcles
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“These are amazing,” he said. “Have you ever drawn something for Sousuke?”
“I did, when we were little,” Kisumi replied, when Asahi joined him. “But I feel like I’ve outgrown that now that we’re all adults. I ought to buy him something.”
Asahi nodded. This gave him an odd and unsettled feeling. He went to sit on the chair, saying nothing as the shop attendant returned with the items Kisumi requested. At the counter, she wrapped the knife and the pot both in delicately printed tissue paper, then tucked them into thick paper bags with cream colored letters and black ribbons. Asahi took the bags from Kisumi in silence, as they descended towards the basement, trailing a short distance behind him and pretending to peruse the spices and browse for recipes they might be good for, and making the occasional comment about whether or not Sousuke was likely to use it.
Once outside, the crisp autumn air seeped into their clothes. Asahi handed the bags to Kisumi, then wrapped the pink wool around Kisumi’s neck. Kisumi was looking at him very directly.
“Asahi,” he said, in a small voice. “Have I upset you?”
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In which Kisumi learns that the best things aren’t ready-made.
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- Part 2 of magnets
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I've kept you at an arm's length (but now my shoulder's sore). by sophcles
Fandoms: Free!
27 Oct 2025
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“Technically we did know each other in primary school, but you went to the private school two streets down,” Rin says. “Actually I’m not even sure how well we knew each other, since you left after like a year.”
Rin knows he is being unpleasant now but doesn’t stop. “More like eleven months, actually.”
Sousuke puts the sandwich down and wipes his lips with the paper napkin. The grease has left a light sheen on them. He is looking at Rin. The look seems to bore into his skull. “I didn’t realize you were paying so much attention.”
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- Part 1 of magnets
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Sousuke watched Rin’s eyes dart around the room as he dried his hair with a towel. “Go ahead,” he said, amused. “Tell me why I’m wrong.”
Rin sputtered. “I wasn’t going to do that.”
“Like hell you weren’t.”
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In which Sousuke goes to physical therapy and thinks about surgery. In which romantic relationships are a subset of friendship.
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Rin feels his ears grow hot. Sousuke was probably just sleepy and not trying to be suggestive, but if he is being suggestive it’s only because he’s too out of it to remember that "here" is pressed onto his mattress and buried under his comforter. He gets like this a lot, but only when they call and only when it’s night, when Sousuke’s inhibitions are the first to go. Rin says nothing, usually, too afraid of giving himself away. The privacy between them is oppressive. He doesn’t reply.
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In which Rin wants to know, Sousuke learns to be known, and time waits for no man.
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Rin kept Sousuke’s letters in the top drawer of his bedside table. It was locked, not because he didn’t want people to read them, but because he couldn’t bear to lose them. It was poetic, he thought, to uphold their relationship with the practice where his own failure had separated them for years.
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"It's nothing. We're best friends, we look at each other all the time."
And they are. Best friends. They make bets and compete over stupid things, even after Sousuke stops swimming. Like who can cook the better fried rice (Sousuke), who can keep Momo quiet the longest (Rin, who bribes him with the promise of Gou’s number, which he never gives), and who can get the most likes on his thirst trap (Rin, but only by default because Sousuke was too uncomfortable to actually do it and, ugh, what is social media anyway?).