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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.]

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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.]

[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.

[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.

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]

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.]

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

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.

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]

[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.

[why are you like this]

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

[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.]

[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...]

[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.

...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.

[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.]

...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.

[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.

[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]

[Squints. Niisan gon' niisan.]

...yeah, okay.

[niisan sure will niisan! don't think he's not going to go through with his threat. now that he knows Ichimatsu isn't feeling well, he's going to make periodic checks on him, even if it's just peering at him from the stairs.

he grins, giving his little brother a wink before he turns and walks to the door that leads to the attic]

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