[Beat laughes heartily despite his cheeks being smooshed.]
How's 'bout later when it's jus' you an' me?
[He can't help but tease her when she reacts like that. Then, taking both her hands in his, he leans down to peck her lightly on the lips. When he pulls back, he smiles at her.
The color on his face looks a bit healthier, but he really needed to do something about his clothes.]
Aight, I'mma go an' get changed. You wanna set things up in your room? I can head up as soon as I'm done.
[Gonna turn him and shove him toward his room now!!!!]
Bones!! Don't make me call you by your entire government name!! [does she even know it—] Just— just go get into dry clothes!
[She needs the time to not be teased!!! Once he's on his laughing, merry way to get into dry, warmer clothes, Futaba does take a moment to not be flustered and gather up everything to set up in her own room, close up the window, and make sure no more cold air is getting in.
But when he walks in to her room? He's gonna get hit with:]
What is your actual name anyway? Like, I know the name you don't like, but do I even know your last name?
[Yeah she's been pondering that. Maybe to bust out the full government name (or rather, just "Bones Bito" for a good laugh) when she feels she needs to use it.]
[While he didn't plan on teasing her more, he does get another hearty laugh about how flustered she's gotten, which fades after he closes the door to his room. The smile on his face however showed no signs of dimming.
But he does as he's told, finally changing out of his wet clothes, which only grew damper as the snow begins to melt. It takes his longer than usual to pick out what to wear, trying to put in some effort to look at least halfway decent for Futaba. Even if the two of them were spending the night in, it was still a date and, more importantly, it was Christmas after all.
He settles on a black sweater and a comfy pair of pants, turning to Kuma for his approval. The cerberus let out a few happy barks at his owner before settling back onto the bed. Before leaving, Beat grabs a gift from his desk before making his way up to Futaba's attic bedroom.
The smile from earlier? Still on his face.
Or at least it was up until Futaba fires a question that stops him dead in his tracks. His whole body visibly stiffens as he blinks at her, his mouth suddenly drying up. Then he slowly closes the door behind him, trying to form a cohesive thought or many an string of words.]
Why'd you wanna know?
[The shift in his expression is uncanny. And, while not mad, his tone had shifted to something more serious.]
[She's not even really thinking about that, and while Futaba notices a change in his demeanor, she's still pretty nonchalant about it.]
You know I'm Futaba Sakura, so it's only fair. Well, I guess Sakura is more my adopted name since Sojiro isn't my real dad. I guess the name before that, I'd be Futaba Isshiki. [Now you got the lore drop.] But uh, I don't really go by that anymore. I guess you don't gotta tell me, I was just curious.
[He'd always known her as Futaba Sakura so he never really questioned it. But it made him realize that despite their closeness, there were still things they probably hadn't told each other.]
I like your name, you know? Futaba Sakura suits ya.
[It's sincere, having no room for flattery whatsoever. But he still looks sheepish, scratching the back of his head, eyes shifting to stare the the floor. He moves further in the room, sitting at the foot of her bed while still avoiding her gaze.]
I never liked my name. Leas' I stopped likin' it, you know? It jus' never really felt like me. [She was right though, it only fair. But it's still hard for him, even knowing that.]
[It doesn't even occur to him that she'd just said that she didn't actually know his full name and yet used it like that. That's not important right now!]
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Date: 2026-02-12 01:11 am (UTC)Yeah, I'mma do that. But you still gotta warm me up after, aight?
[He's being cheeky and he knows it. That smirk on his face tells all.]
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Date: 2026-02-18 07:15 am (UTC)[GOOD JOB FLUSTERING HER.]
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Date: 2026-02-18 07:20 am (UTC)I can't? Even if I'm your boyfriend?
[He grins even more at her. Sorry, Futaba, but you look cute when your cheeks get that red.]
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Date: 2026-02-21 10:55 pm (UTC)[JUST GONNA
SMUSH HIS FACE BACK WITH HER HANDS]
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Date: 2026-02-21 11:23 pm (UTC)How's 'bout later when it's jus' you an' me?
[He can't help but tease her when she reacts like that. Then, taking both her hands in his, he leans down to peck her lightly on the lips. When he pulls back, he smiles at her.
The color on his face looks a bit healthier, but he really needed to do something about his clothes.]
Aight, I'mma go an' get changed. You wanna set things up in your room? I can head up as soon as I'm done.
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Date: 2026-02-23 04:52 am (UTC)Bones!! Don't make me call you by your entire government name!! [does she even know it—] Just— just go get into dry clothes!
[She needs the time to not be teased!!! Once he's on his laughing, merry way to get into dry, warmer clothes, Futaba does take a moment to not be flustered and gather up everything to set up in her own room, close up the window, and make sure no more cold air is getting in.
But when he walks in to her room? He's gonna get hit with:]
What is your actual name anyway? Like, I know the name you don't like, but do I even know your last name?
[Yeah she's been pondering that. Maybe to bust out the full government name (or rather, just "Bones Bito" for a good laugh) when she feels she needs to use it.]
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Date: 2026-02-23 05:32 am (UTC)But he does as he's told, finally changing out of his wet clothes, which only grew damper as the snow begins to melt. It takes his longer than usual to pick out what to wear, trying to put in some effort to look at least halfway decent for Futaba. Even if the two of them were spending the night in, it was still a date and, more importantly, it was Christmas after all.
He settles on a black sweater and a comfy pair of pants, turning to Kuma for his approval. The cerberus let out a few happy barks at his owner before settling back onto the bed. Before leaving, Beat grabs a gift from his desk before making his way up to Futaba's attic bedroom.
The smile from earlier? Still on his face.
Or at least it was up until Futaba fires a question that stops him dead in his tracks. His whole body visibly stiffens as he blinks at her, his mouth suddenly drying up. Then he slowly closes the door behind him, trying to form a cohesive thought or many an string of words.]
Why'd you wanna know?
[The shift in his expression is uncanny. And, while not mad, his tone had shifted to something more serious.]
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Date: 2026-02-23 06:09 am (UTC)You know I'm Futaba Sakura, so it's only fair. Well, I guess Sakura is more my adopted name since Sojiro isn't my real dad. I guess the name before that, I'd be Futaba Isshiki. [Now you got the lore drop.] But uh, I don't really go by that anymore. I guess you don't gotta tell me, I was just curious.
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Date: 2026-02-23 06:25 am (UTC)[He'd always known her as Futaba Sakura so he never really questioned it. But it made him realize that despite their closeness, there were still things they probably hadn't told each other.]
I like your name, you know? Futaba Sakura suits ya.
[It's sincere, having no room for flattery whatsoever. But he still looks sheepish, scratching the back of his head, eyes shifting to stare the the floor. He moves further in the room, sitting at the foot of her bed while still avoiding her gaze.]
I never liked my name. Leas' I stopped likin' it, you know? It jus' never really felt like me. [She was right though, it only fair. But it's still hard for him, even knowing that.]
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Date: 2026-02-24 06:18 am (UTC)giving him a curious side eye here. It's not the full name, just part of it. A very important part.]
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