[ He’s not sure what he expected out of this but he knows he would be happy with any kind of outcome, fucking or not. Right now, he’s been thinking so much of the life that was left behind before coming here. He’s thinking about the found family he made for himself and worries about them and how he isn’t there to protect them— how he isn’t there to protect anyone. Instead, he’s here, trying to make the best of it but it’s so hard when everybody in Edo means so much to him.
Once Aki arrives at his house, he will find the door has been cracked open. ]
[ Ingredients in hand, Aki frowns as he pushes the door open - it's still a little weird, especially since they're not here just to have sex... This is crossing a line into mixing sexual and platonic and he's not sure how he feels about it just yet.
Still, he can make a meal, and a damn good one, and he shouts out as he kicks his shoes off. ]
[ Aki may think it's weird, but Gintoki doesn't. He's become fond of Aki in a platonic way even if initially they were just sexual outlets. He's wondering if they'll be able to look at each other the same way if they become closer, but.. that's something for Future Gintoki to worry about.
Gintoki is already in the joint kitchen and dining area, wearing a white tank top and what looks like pajama bottoms. One elbow is propped up on the table, a few empty pint glasses on the rounded, wooden table. Looks like he got a keg to-go. ]
Aki-kuuun, oiiiii, hey. What ya gonna make tonight, huh?
Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Aki moves forward and puts the ingredients down on one of the counters, looking over at the remains of the drinking. Does he want to know what inspired this?
Probably not, actually.
Sighing, he leans against the counter with his arms crossed. ]
[ He's met Denji, sure, but he doesn't answer and goes right into what's on his drunk mind: ]
A samurai is worthless without something to protect.
The things that I want to protect are back home, not here. I can adapt.. find something here to protect, but..
It's not the same. They aren't the people that made me feel apart of a family. My family.. that's who I want to protect. I could careless about my country or my tax-grabbing government.
It's the people in my country I want to protect. Most importantly, it's the two people that wormed their way into my heart and made me feel like I had purpose. I miss them so much.
[ Gintoki rambles, though not completely coherent, but enough for Aki to understand. He sinks down in his chair until his face is buried on the table. It's profound words he's saying, but he looks absolutely pitiful. ]
I suppose I've been lucky. When I woke up Denji was already here, making a home for himself. It was easy for me.
[ He keeps preparing the ingredients, not quite able to look back, trying to tuck away his emotions. This is... A lot, and for someone like Aki, who can empathise with this almost too much...
Hadn't he and Denji argued because of Aki living for him rather than himself? Now...
He bows his head a little. ]
You're never going to stop missing them. I know that from my own life.
[ Devil Hunters don't last long, after all. Brothers don't either, in his experience. ]
Would they want you to sit and be miserable, thinking about them? Or would they want you to find some kind of purpose here, to find something or someone to take care of just as passionately?
[ He leaves his chin resting on the table, watching Aki with half lidded eyes that he can barely keep open. He's done this his whole life; finding people and making family out of this. It's because he's an orphan and has never and a family himself. ]
I guess.. Just wish I didn't have'ta keep doin' this, y'know.
[ Aki steps over, pulling out one of the chairs and urging Gintoki to settle into it with a gentle hand on his back. ]
We all do. But that doesn't mean we can just stop. After I died, I - [ He stops, purses his lips. That's quite the confession to make, but... ] It would be easier to give in. But we have a chance to do something good here, at least for a little while.
[ thanks for the comfort, pretty boy.. also wow spoiler warning for him next time, Aki. He hadn't gotten to that part in the manga yet. ]
... Yeah. I guess it helps knowin' I'm not the only one thinking this. You've done a pretty good job finding things to look after while you're here, huh?
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[ He’s not sure what he expected out of this but he knows he would be happy with any kind of outcome, fucking or not. Right now, he’s been thinking so much of the life that was left behind before coming here. He’s thinking about the found family he made for himself and worries about them and how he isn’t there to protect them— how he isn’t there to protect anyone. Instead, he’s here, trying to make the best of it but it’s so hard when everybody in Edo means so much to him.
Once Aki arrives at his house, he will find the door has been cracked open. ]
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Still, he can make a meal, and a damn good one, and he shouts out as he kicks his shoes off. ]
Gintoki? I'm here.
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Gintoki is already in the joint kitchen and dining area, wearing a white tank top and what looks like pajama bottoms. One elbow is propped up on the table, a few empty pint glasses on the rounded, wooden table. Looks like he got a keg to-go. ]
Aki-kuuun, oiiiii, hey. What ya gonna make tonight, huh?
[ he already said curry you drunkard ]
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Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Aki moves forward and puts the ingredients down on one of the counters, looking over at the remains of the drinking. Does he want to know what inspired this?
Probably not, actually.
Sighing, he leans against the counter with his arms crossed. ]
I said I was making curry, didn't I?
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[ yeeah... ]
Guess you are.
[ ... ]
Aki-kun, you ever found people you want to protect no matter what?
[ AHA OH BOYY... so THIS is the cause of all of this? ]
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Yes, I know the feeling. Have you met Denji?
[ Turning around, he begins to unpack his ingredients. ]
Why?
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A samurai is worthless without something to protect.
The things that I want to protect are back home, not here. I can adapt.. find something here to protect, but..
It's not the same.
They aren't the people that made me feel apart of a family. My family.. that's who I want to protect. I could careless about my country or my tax-grabbing government.
It's the people in my country I want to protect. Most importantly, it's the two people that wormed their way into my heart and made me feel like I had purpose. I miss them so much.
[ Gintoki rambles, though not completely coherent, but enough for Aki to understand. He sinks down in his chair until his face is buried on the table. It's profound words he's saying, but he looks absolutely pitiful. ]
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[ He keeps preparing the ingredients, not quite able to look back, trying to tuck away his emotions. This is... A lot, and for someone like Aki, who can empathise with this almost too much...
Hadn't he and Denji argued because of Aki living for him rather than himself? Now...
He bows his head a little. ]
You're never going to stop missing them. I know that from my own life.
[ Devil Hunters don't last long, after all. Brothers don't either, in his experience. ]
Would they want you to sit and be miserable, thinking about them? Or would they want you to find some kind of purpose here, to find something or someone to take care of just as passionately?
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I guess..
Just wish I didn't have'ta keep doin' this, y'know.
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[ Aki steps over, pulling out one of the chairs and urging Gintoki to settle into it with a gentle hand on his back. ]
We all do. But that doesn't mean we can just stop. After I died, I - [ He stops, purses his lips. That's quite the confession to make, but... ] It would be easier to give in. But we have a chance to do something good here, at least for a little while.
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also wow spoiler warning for him next time, Aki. He hadn't gotten to that part in the manga yet. ]
... Yeah. I guess it helps knowin' I'm not the only one thinking this. You've done a pretty good job finding things to look after while you're here, huh?
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Only because the things I cared about at home are here too.
[ Aki shakes his head, looking back at his ingredients hesitantly. ]
Are you hungry?