[open] we're all the same

[nyahilistic]

who: Ichimatsu nyahilistic, members of House Matsuno, OPEN.
what: Ichimatsu building a greenhouse.
when: Early February-- likely during Fajro, but before Quantum Tentacles.
where: House Matsuno, specifically the roof, but also anywhere else.
warnings: Swearing, emotional constipation, Ichimatsu.



[The roof seemed like a good place for a greenhouse. Plenty of sunlight, it would be the warmest place, and it was out of the way. He'd probably have to deal with Karamatsu playing his guitar up there, but maybe he could con him into looking after the plants sometimes for him that way.]

[He'd dragged his chest of weird plants, now re-labeled and with proper notes taken on their names and effects, and had the living plants in small planters with the lid to the chest open, the dried ones separated and organized in their own way. He'd never really built something like this before, so he was cross-referencing a few books and videos as he went, but over the course of about a week he had a pretty good structure going. As it stood, he was sitting on the edge of the roof with a bottle of water, taking a break with Nyanko and the kittens Gintoki had given him. He still hadn't decided on their names.]

[By all means, feel free to bother him from the street, or actually come up and figure out what the hell this weird antisocial cat guy has been doing on his roof for a week straight.]

Comments

[nyahilistic]

[There's a long beat of silence while Ichimatsu processes that, and he looks up with mostly his same deadpan expression. There's a strange sort of tightness to it, faintly, and he blinks.]

...more than...? [He knows what it means, in theory. He just doesn't want to swallow the words.]

[relieable]

[Osomatsu likes to brag, but he knows that he has to approach the subject delicately, the same way he did with Karamatsu, more so, even. it’s hard to not just blurt everything out]

He asked me out a few weeks ago. After the paintball tournament. We’d had a bunch of drinks but that gave him the courage, I think. [he turns to look at Ichimatsu] An’, like, don’t get me wrong... I told him that I was no good! I tried to discourage him... but...

[nyahilistic]

[Ah.]

[He should be happy for his brother, and in a way he is, but ultimately it's a cold wash of dread that bleeds slowly from his heart to his fingertips and back. His expression, still, remains impassive, and then he shrugs, looking away.]

...Congratulations. --Ah, I should buy you a beer, or something.

[He hates being this way.]

1/2

[relieable]

[big brother understands jealousy, at least. they're all so close, aren't they? too close, so it makes separation all that much more difficult. Osomatsu knows that each one of them, in their own way, would be skeptical of his romantic advances, not just Karamatsu and Ichimatsu. he can practically hear Choromatsu saying he'd screw things up, while Todomatsu screeches something about how someone as cool as Lyle could never really love a guy like Osomatsu, and then Jyushimatsu would be wondering what about Totoko-chan.

he hears all these things, on top of the weird reception he got from Karamatsu, and the rather cold congratulatory offering from Ichimatsu.

and he wants to say, "why shouldn't I be happy? you all went off and did your own thing, and left me alone!"

but Osomatsu won't do that to Ichimatsu. he knows the fourth-born scared, the same way he'd be scared. he's upset, the same way Osomatsu was mad when he found out that Karamatsu and Ichimatsu had spent time together in space without him. so he won't lord this over him, he won't pull away from him further]

2/2

[relieable]

[no, what Osomatsu will do now is clap Ichimatsu on the shoulder, give him a wink, and say]

I won't turn down a free beer!

[nyahilistic]

[Ultimately, that's what he hates most. Osomatsu knows him. Osomatsu sees his reaction, even if it's not fucking visible. And he doesn't hassle him for it. Doesn't tell him he's allowed to be happy. Doesn't tell him he's cruel, for reacting the way he did. He closes his eyes at the clap on his shoulder, letting his body lean under the weight placed there, and when he opens his eyes he's forced a tired grin onto his face.]

Introduce me to him sometime. [He should at least meet the man who's going to rightfully take his older brother away.]

[relieable]

Of course! [Osomatsu plans on that, at least!] He's a pretty likable guy, has a good sense of humor.

[nyahilistic]

He'd have to, to want to date you.

[That smile is a little more genuine, though he's turned away from looking at him again. Everything is too loud and too bright, suddenly, and the air around him feels like sandpaper against his skin, so he just closes his eyes and leans against his brother's knees, trying to avoid making it obvious he's overstimulated.]

[relieable]

[that makes him laugh out loud, and he reaches over to pet Ichimatsu's hair. Ichimatsu is leaning towards him so maybe he wants pettings!]

Right... He's a twin, too. The younger twin, though.

[nyahilistic]

[He'll accept pettings. Hairpets from Osomatsu are always soothing, even if he's tweaking out. He chuckles, eyes still closed.]

Careful, he might have some kind of weird sibling kink.

[relieable]

What, you mean like the rest of us? [Osomatsu snorts. it was a joke, sure, but... well, never mind that, he continues on] Anyway, I'll introduce you guys soon! Maybe I can invite him over to the house, since it's clean now.

[thanks, Aoba]

[nyahilistic]

Exactly like the rest of us. Totty would be ashamed, you're supposed to be climbing the social ladder, not settling for someone on the same rung.

[He chuffs, nodding.]

Karamatsu's... friend, cleaned up, right? Seragaki? [He's not reached a point where he feels comfortable calling Aoba by his first name.]

[relieable]

[he nods] Yeah! He came over and started cleaning everything. [Osomatsu had even helped a little] I guess it looks better.

[nyahilistic]

We kind of are slobs, I guess 'cause we were used to mom cleaning everything...

[A half-laugh that's mostly just an unimpressed huff of air.]

It's a wonder we lasted even this long on our own.

[relieable]

Right? We haven't even blown ourselves up yet! That's, like, a new record. [he drops his hand from Ichimatsu's head, simply enjoying spending time with him]

[nyahilistic]

[He chuckles, then, the sound demented like he enjoys the thought of being blown up. Shut up, Darkmatsu.]

I mean if I'm a drug dealer now, I'm sure that'll change.

[relieable]

[why are you like this]

Maaan, if you get other drug lords after us, I'll kick you in the face.

[nyahilistic]

[Because he has to ruin everything, it's what he does.]

I'll do my best, niisan. [Does that mean he will get drug lords after them, or he won't?? We just don't know.]

[relieable]

[well, as long as he's doing his best... Osomatsu just gives him a funny look, but he doesn't say anything. he'll drink the rest of his cocoa awkwardly.

at least he got out what he needed to...]

[nyahilistic]

[He follows his cue with the cocoa, going still other than to drink it for a while, and frowns a bit at the half-formed greenhouse structure.]

...if I get a little... less social than I already am, don't worry about it.

[relieable]

...Now that makes me worry a bit. [he nudges Ichimatsu, then moves to stand] If that happens, I'll come up here an' drag you downstairs.

[nyahilistic]

[He sits forward when Osomatsu stands, so as not to fall over from leaning on his knees.]

...it's nothing to worry about, really. I'm just... Not feeling great. [At least he admitted it.]

[relieable]

...Yeah. I can tell. [he moves to rub Ichimatsu's head again] But, like I said, you start avoiding us, an' I'll come get you. I don't want you out here workin' so hard that you catch a cold, anyway. It's still winter, Ichimacchan.

[nyahilistic]

[He butts his head up into Osomatsu's hand instinctively, like a cat, and then nods.]

I won't. I hate getting sick, and then everybody else'll get sick, and you know how much more dramatic Karamatsu is with a fever.

[relieable]

[Osomatsu nods. geez, just thinking about dramatic Karamatsu makes his ribs ache]

Okay, okay. Then I'll stop fussin'! [he pulls away, but then pauses, turning to look over his shoulder at Ichimatsu] Keep up the good work. [he doesn't just mean on the greenhouse, but he's not going to elaborate]