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It had been a long week, to say the least. With finals, studying for finals and then entrance exams, and the subsequent celebratory party, Akira was exhausted. He finally had time alone to himself.
So when Goro climbs the stairs to his room, silent all but for the second to the top step, Akira jumps out of his skin.
“Ah, I didn’t think I would need an invitation upstairs today. We had a date.”
Akira stares at Goro where he stands, and looks down at his current situation.
“I didn’t actually forget.” He begins moving the heap of snacks out of the way so Goro has a place to sit, and, of course, gently sets his bong onto the floor next to his bed.
“You’re in your pajamas.”
“Yeah, but they’re clean.” He pats the space next to him.
“How would you feel if I told you I don’t care that your pajamas are clean, and I don’t want to sit in a pile of junk food while you get inebriated.”
“I would tell you I have Regular Show on DVD.” Akira smirks.
Goro sits down, and the bed is simply not large enough for the both of them. He should be used to being this close to Akira now, but every time their legs bump against each other, his heart stops. How long had this gone on for? At least a year.
“You’re going to make me watch cartoons, also?”
“You’re allowed access to my stash. Here, I know you like these.” Akira hands Goro a bag of-
“I do not know what these are. I have never had them in my life.” Goro begins to lose his patience, and entertains the idea of burning the building down with his boyfriend inside of it.
“They’re Bugles,” He gets up and walks to the old DVD player he bought for next to nothing and puts in a disc. “You can put them on your fingers like little hats.”
“And I would like them why?”
“I just said.” He grabs two remotes and sits next to Goro again, but leans back on his bed briefly to open the window.
Goro takes the remotes and turns on the television, then the DVD player. Meanwhile, Akira picks up his bong and takes a rip.
“Please don’t blow that on me.” The ex-detective opens the bag of Bugles and examines one. He eats one and frowns. “They taste like nothing, actually.”
“They taste like,” Akira coughs as he tries to speak with smoke still in his lungs. He holds out the bong and Goro takes it.
While Akira sorts out his breathing situation, Goro takes a tentative rip and naturally coughs as well.
When the two of them regain their normal breathing abilities, Akira is playing the first episode on the DVD.
Goro takes another rip and manages not to choke this time.
They silently pass the bong back and forth then, for what turns out to be an entire episode.
A new one starts and Akira suddenly grabs Goro’s hand, which results in his heart stopping again.
The movement is tender, and the touch is overwhelming to Goro in his altered state. He lets his eyes close and takes in the sensation of it all and-
“What are you doing?” When he opens his eyes he sees four cone-shaped chips placed on top of his fingers. “Why did you do this?”
“Now you eat them.” Akira nods sagely.
As Goro does just that, eats those stupid little fucking Bugles off his hands, he notices Akira still staring at him.
“What?”
“Calm down, I was just thinking.”
Goro does not respond, only takes another Bugle into his mouth as he is suddenly unable to stop eating them.
He continues, “You know Regular Show?”
For a moment Goro forgets that they’re in the attic of Leblanc, eating crap and watching...
“Aren’t we watching it right now?”
Akira is quiet for a long stretch of time, then, after ??? minutes, he breaks out of his trance.
“He kind of reminds me of you.”
“Who?” Goro isn’t sure if Akira is spewing nonsense or if he’s actually saying something cohesive, but he’s having a hard time understanding regardless.
“Pops.”