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who: Shigeru and you!
what: catchall with tdm prompts!
when: throughout the rest of may!
where: All around tbh
warnings: N/A

Prompt II - dino disaster

[ Honestly Shigeru is more than used to fighting strange abominations back home. He has not, in fact, ever encountered a dinosaur before though. They simply do not exist in his world and even with the creatures that were similar to them these weren't as terrifying in the least. But he can tell that these things are dangerous and feral so he will help in the efforts to get rid of them. So if anyone happens by, Shigeru sticks out like a sore thumb honestly, given the gigantic purple sigil floating behind his person as he fights with the creatures. His sword and shield glow in the same purple light that the sigil does along with his eyes as well. He looks pretty focused and doesn't seem to be banged up at all, the minor wounds he gets healing within minutes. But there's a swarm of those dinos rushing in to overwhelm him and he could use the help. ]

Prompt III - homesick

[ He never expected to find something from home here, especially not something like Alex's cooking or even his mother's food. They're both staring him right in the face though and he looks dour, yet there's a smile on his face as well, as he eyes the food with an uncertainty to it. He almost isn't sure if it's right to eat it, given that the respective persons probably hadn't made it, and what if it wasn't as good as he once remembered it to be? He's not sure if he wants to get that blast of nostalgia right now either. He's been able to keep his own homesickness well into the back of his mind since he arrived, but with memoria and now this it was getting hard to do so. He missed his home, friends, family and his routine that he had back there so much. It was hard to really get his footing again when he was thrown off balance from things like this. But he'll stop staring and turn to look at something else, his expression obviously distant as he does so. ]

Network Prompt - friendr un: shigeru miyata

[ After his encounter with Dodger during the memoria festival he has a lot of things to improve upon. He knows his phobia is getting to that point again where he's all but shut himself down when it came to fixing it. He deals with it, when he has to, but it's not getting any better. He needs outside help with it if he's going to manage on his own here. ]

I was wondering if...there was anyone who specialize in psychology/psychiatry?

[ Ah, no, this is awkward. Maybe he shouldn't ask after all. Abort! Abort! He should probably not bother with it! ]

Nevermind that last message actually. [ Nice save there Shigeru.... /sweats ]

What kinds of gifts are you giving to people here? I'm not really good with this sort of thing, and I don't really know people well enough yet to really know what they like. So I guess I'm asking for some pointers. I don't want to get people something they won't like! (≧д≦ヾ)

I'd really appreciate any help anyone can give me.

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It's fine. Dealing with Reaper is... my business.

[Private as he is, he'd rather keep those interactions one-on-one when he can. He embarrasses himself around the older man enough without an audience.

He doesn't really finish reading the second message, instead reaching to lower Shigeru's phone and pull his hand closer, pressing a kiss to his knuckles. His grip is still loose enough that Shigeru can pull away when he needs to.]

What if I want to hit on you some more?

[ Dodger!! Please stahp. Shigeru will let out a small, constricted, yelp at that. He wasn't expecting Dodger to take his hand and kiss it of all things. His face just lights up in red as he pulls his hand away immediately and fumbles with his phone. Lord, you really need to stop being so impulsive, Dodger. ]

Pleasetake your health more seriously!!

[ Look at what you did, he's not spacing his words correctly because you flustered him! ]

You had a very traumatic day today, so you really need to rest and not fool around like this. [ Shigeru at least recovers much more quickly this time. He is still in doctor mode so that might have something to do with it. ]

[This gets a lazy laugh out of him; Shigeru doesn't seem to be particularly angry, just flustered, and he figures that means he didn't do too much harm.]

I'm fine, I've had worse.

[Which is the truth - he's had more near-death experiences than he'd care to share. But more than anything he doesn't want to be fussed over, he'd much rather be making Shigeru blush.]

My room's on the fourth floor. Gonna need some help to get up there... but you're gonna have to touch me, you alright with that?

[There's a sort of teasing emphasis on 'touch me', to go with the flirtatious smirk and bedroom eyes.]

[ That doesn't make him feel any better that Dodger has had worse than this of all things.

Shigeru will fiddle with his phone as he types up something. He looks super unsure and awkward but he knows he can do at least this much. ]

I can help. I'll be fine. [ He totally is not going to be fine at all, if his hand washing before was any indication, but Shigeru puts others first before himself. It's a bad habit he has and it's always hard to break habits. ]

Just...please don't do anything.

[ He types with a shaky smiles. His nerves are a bit frayed and he's stressed out right now. He he needs a break. ]

[Alright, he can tell when he sees Shigeru shaking that he should probably take him seriously this time. The smirk drops off his face, and he offers him an awkward nod.]

Gotcha.

[He tries at first to just pull himself onto his feet... which doesn't really work, as expected, so he just holds an arm out to let Shigeru help him up at his own pace.]

Just promise me you're not gonna burn your skin off in the shower after this, yeah?

[ Shigeru doesn't respond to that at first. He's not going to promise something he knows he can't keep. But he does give a Dodger a small smile and nod his head silently. This has...really been hard on him and he's not strong enough to not lapse back into his tics and habits from it. So much blood and touching and other things he really dislikes all culminating into this moment was way too much to handle.

He's just going to focus on helping Dodger to his feet and getting to his room for now. What happens afterwards once he's able to get clean is another story entirely. ]

[Some part of him knows Shigeru probably can't be trusted with actually taking care of himself as requested, but Dodger doubts he has the ability to stop him without doing further harm. Instead he just silently gets to his feet, leaning heavily on the other man as they start their journey up to Dodger's room.

He doesn't speak again until he's safely gotten a seat on his bed, and he grasps Shigeru's arm gently in case he gets any ideas about running off.]

Hey. You uh... you alright?

[It's occurred to him that he hadn't asked... he barely thought about it until he saw Shigeru shaking, and now the question is just stuck in his head.]

[ Ugh it's okay. Dodger hit the nail on the head as Shigeru is one of those self sacrificing types to the max. He really needs to take better care of himself but he honestly doesn't and sometimes it's just because he forgets to.

But once they're in the apartment and Dodger is settled Shigeru's only thought is to get out of these clothes and get clean. He feels extremely gross right now and it's really showing in the strained look on his face.

So it's only natural that when Dodger grabs his his arm that he has this momentary scared look on his face before he pulls away. You just...startled him and he quickly turns away to type up something on his phone. ]

I'm okay! Do you need anything before I head back down?

[ Maybe if he just pretends to be okay Dodger won't ask anymore?! That's what he's going with. ]

No, you're not.

[His tone his even, matter-of-fact. He's not fooled at all by Shigeru's attempt at acting fine, if it can even be called that. Knowing how much the man hates touching things in general, Dodger can only imagine how it must feel to be covered in blood for this long... not that he really has any idea what to do for him.]

Look, I'm not stupid - you saw a lot of shit tonight I didn't want you seeing, the least you can do is be honest with me. I wanna know I can trust you not to do something drastic. Alright?

[ He hunches his shoulders and will just fiddle with his phone for a long while. He looks like he's trying to so hard to remain calm and seem okay, but it's easy to see that he's not. ]

I'm just going to go and take a shower...that's all.

[ And stay in there for as long as possible, or at least, that's what his mind is telling him to do. He really hates it when his fears pile up like this and he can't fight them. It's like swimming against a tsunami wave, knowing full well you're going to be overtaken with an absolute certainty. He hates it and he hates himself for not being strong enough to fight it. ]

[It's clear on his face that he hasn't been convinced - far from it, if only he had Shigeru's trust he'd insist on overseeing him while he showered just to make sure he didn't hurt himself in the process by getting obsessive. Instead, he just sighs quietly.]

Fine. Before you go... grab the bottle and spoon from my desk drawer for me, will ya?

[The items he's pointing out are pretty obviously drug paraphernalia... a bottle of white powder that smells like generic hospital smell, and a spoon with scorch marks on the bottle of it. No surprises why he wants them.]

[ Dodger no?! Shigeru looks at them and will reach out without realizing what they are. But once he sees the scorch marks his hands stop, hovering over the bottle and spoon before he looks back at Dodger. ]

You don't need that. If you're in pain, I can help you. Just tell me what you need.

[ He doesn't like drugs as a doctor and someone in the medical field aiding in this sort of thing is...well it's obviously made him a tad bit uncomfortable. ]

You shouldn't...use things like this.

I shouldn't do a lot of things.

[He huffs quietly, deeply considering limping over to grab his drugs himself but knowing the attempt will do more harm than good. He may not be in as much danger of bleeding out, but he is so tired...]

It's my business how I cope with shit, alright. Just hand them over.

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