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[LOG] Jirou and Marui
Who: Marui and Jirou
When: After the expedition.
Where: Dining hall
What: Jiroh returns... to cake and Marui.
It had been a long two weeks. Horribly long. Jirou was sore from all the crawling and the lights still kind of hurt his eyes and oh GOD it was so good to be home and clean. He felt like he hadn’t slept properly in ages. Because he hadn’t. It was awful.
There was one shining bright point on the horizon. Namely the cake his bestest buddy Marui had promised him.
He wasted no time finding Marui, happily glomming onto the man. "Oh my god Marui!!! It's so good to be back here with you! I missed regular life so much!!!"
It was a good thing Marui had heard Jirou approaching, or he wouldn’t have had time to brace himself for Jirou’s bear hug. “Jirou! I told you you’d make it back in one piece, see?” He hugged Jirou back and rocked him back and forth, pleased to see Jirou as well– he’d missed the unwavering attention and admiration he received from the other man. “I missed you, no one’s even close to as snuggly as you are.”
Jirou laughed. "I missed you! It was pretty muddy and miserable in those caves!" At least he'd been able to talk to people on his communicator while down there. And Yanagi hadn't been terrible company (though Inui in fact had).
But now he was home. Sweet, not dank and dark home. "What have you been up to this past week? Make any new videos? Your weird friends haven't been rude to you, right!?"
“Which ones?” Marui genuinely didn’t know who Jirou was talking about; all of his friends were a bit weird in his opinion. “But yeah, I finished editing the piercing vid, and made one about the food I ate while it healed at the beginning. That one was a lot of me being really pathetic, haha.” Admitting that he was a whiny baby was okay in one context, and that was in using it to bring in views. “I can basically eat normal stuff now though, the swelling went way down. See?” Marui stuck out his tongue, showing Jirou his now semi-healed piercing.
"Ooooh, wow!" Jirou was suitably impressed by Marui's tongue ring. It did look a whole hell of a lot better now than it had as a freshly poked hole, which is what it had been last time he saw Marui. "What does it feel like? Does it still hurt? You're so brave!"
He brought a hand to one of his ears thoughtfully. "Maybe now that I'm back I can ask your rude friend to pierce my ears..."
“It feels really cool. It still kinda hurts when it knocks against my teeth wrong but that’ll go away when it’s done healing and I get more used to it being there.” Marui was really enjoying it so far, he had to really work at keeping himself from playing with it too much in his own mouth.
At least this time it was clear which rude friend Jirou was talking about. “You totally should, it would look really good. Don’t worry about Zaizen by the way, he’s just like that. He’s not as mean as he acts.”
"If you say so, but he was pretty mean..." He had acted surprised that Marui had feelings. That was ultra rude. But he also did a good job piercing Marui, and the song he made with Marui was good too. So maybe Marui was right and he wasn't that bad.
Still, there was more important stuff to talk about than Marui's questionable taste in people. "So did you make me that cake? I'm starving!!!"
“You bet I did. It’s gonna knock your socks off, guaranteed.” Marui gave Jirou a cheeky smile and a wink, oozing confidence in his baking skills like normal. He turned around, waving Jirou to follow and leading him to the dining hall. “Sit here and close your eyes, I’ll be right back.” And with that he hopped off to the kitchen to fetch the cake.
Jirou was practically vibrating with excitement as he sat down and closed his eyes, eagerly waiting for his whole ass cake. This was bound to be awesome!!!
Damn straight it was. Marui loaded the cake onto a trolley, along with plates, forks, and a knife to cut it with. Out to Jirou’s table he rolled it, eating up the jealous looks of the few other people in the dining hall. The cake was three tiers, expertly decorated like the kind of cake you’d see in a wedding magazine, and because it was Marui it was guaranteed to taste as good as it looked.
Once he’d moved it to the table in front of Jirou, he gave Jirou the go ahead. “Alright, you can open your eyes now.”
Jirou opened his eyes and squealed. "Oh my god Marui, this is amazing! Epic!!! Let me take a picture!!!"
He quickly got out his communicator so that he could take a selfie with Marui and the amazing cake. "I'm going to show this picture to EVERYONE!!!"
Marui didn’t need to be told to pose, he did it on influencer instinct, checking the result over Jirou’s shoulder once he’d taken the snap. “Do I deliver or what? Here, you do the honours.” He passed Jirou the knife to cut the cake, and got the plates and server ready to go.
Jirou nodded eagerly, setting about cutting himself a slice of the top layer. And the middle layer. AND the bottom layer. It was a very impressive cake and he intended to try it all, damn it!!! "You're the best ever, Marui!!!"
“Don’t you forget it,” answered Marui with a cheeky wink. He settled down in his seat across the table from Jirou, watching him intently. The best thing besides eating delicious cake was watching someone eat delicious cake you made, and Marui wasn’t going to miss a second of that first taste.
Jirou happily dug in, a lot of pure ecstasy covering his face upon the first bite. Marui really was amazing. He was so lucky to be able to eat cake like this!!!
"Marry me and bake for me every day!" Jirou proposed to Marui dramatically. It was a joke, mostly.
Bingo, that was it. Marui lived for that exact reaction. “I’d love to, but I’d get in trouble if I accidentally gave you diabetes. Some days will have to be cooking days instead of baking days.”
Jirou laughed happily, pleased to be joking around with Marui. "Your cooking is super delicious too so I can live with that! You'll make the best husband!!!"
“Damn right I will. So are you gonna share or what?” Come on Jirou, share your enormous cake with good ol’ Marui-kun.
Jirou laughed more and cut a big pile of pieces off the cake for Marui. "Anything for you, darling~! Ah, it's so big I can probably share with a lot of people! Amazing!"
Marui dug in, and ahh yes. He’d done it again, another delicious cake. “Probably a good idea, if you tried to eat it all yourself it would go stale before you finished. I’ve got a trick or two to keep it fresh as long as we can, I’ll make sure to wrap it up for you real good, okay?”
"Okay! Thanks Marui!" Jirou was happy as a clam. A clam with delicious cake, that is. "Did you want to pack some up for any of your friends too?"
He'd share for Marui!
Marui shook his head. “Nah, it’s all yours. I can always make more if someone wants some, this one is for you and your friends. Between all of you you should manage to get through it.” That last bit might have been wishful thinking on Marui’s part– not everyone had the appetite he had.
Jirou was touched. The cake really was just for him. How awesome, Marui was the best! "I can't wait to give Shishido and Gakuto some! And Tezuka! I bet they'll all love it and be really impressed by what an awesome baker you are!"
Jirou couldn't think of a better cake... and he loved his desserts a lot. Marui was just on a whole different level from other people.
This right here was exactly why Marui loved Jirou. There was never any end to the praise from him, and it was always completely sincere. His ego might not have needed it, but he ate it up none-the-less. “So, tell me about the mission. You gotta have some good stories from that.”
Jirou sulked a bit. "Not really interesting. It was mostly crawling through caves shooting at crawlers and watching Inui-san be obsessed with Yanagi-san." Jirou greedily ate more cake. Mm, cake. "We did find some creepy blobs that wanted to eat us, though. I guess that's kind of the highlight of the trip."
Marui’s smile was strained. So, so strained. “Great. Remind me to never go outdoors ever again.” The crawlers were already bad enough, and those didn’t even want to eat people. At least, the small ones didn’t. “At least you got rid of a ton of crawlers. You’re my hero, no joke.”
Jirou looked proud. "I was actually pretty good at it, once we got going. I used a drone to shoot them, so it was kind of like playing a videogame?" He laughed. "But yeah, we wiped all the ones near the mines out, so it should be safe for you there now!"
He shoveled more cake into his face. "So you're planning the Halloween party, right? I can hardly wait!"
“Me and Ohtori. We don’t see eye to eye on everything, buuuut I think it’ll all be fine. There’ll be extra drinks in my room, so no worries about any limits.” Marui leaned over the table, grinning conspiratorially. “You should hear Mizuki’s idea about the party staying ‘classy’. What’s the point of having the best doctor in the universe on base if you can’t get a little alcohol poisoning, right?”
Jirou giggled. "Mizuki-san just likes really fancy stuff, that's all. I'm sure he'd have fun if you could get him to try a drink or two!"
Jirou however would fall asleep if he drank too much, so he had to watch it.
"What kind of costume are you going to wear?" Jirou asked.
“It’ll have to be something really fancy and fruity… sugar rim…. make it sound expensive, he seems like he’d go for that…” The plotting had begun. Marui didn’t have anything against Mizuki, he just thought that he could use to unwind and have a bit of fun. “Do you think he’d be easy enough to go for something with gold flakes in it?”
Marui shrugged at the costume question. “Not sure yet. There’s not a lot of options here, but I figure worst case scenario a toga is always a classic.” Thank god for bed sheets.
Jirou nodded his head, thinking about Mizuki and his preferences. "I don't think the gold flake would work. It has to be classy and not just opulent. And someone he likes has to offer him the drink, he's picky about people."
As for costumes, however... "I'm knitting a sheep hat and going as a sheep!"
Frown. “Well shit, I’m out then, he thinks I’m an alcoholic stoner. Then again, he did take that slurpee from me…” Marui grinned at Jirou’s costume choice. “You and mutton will match! You should put your shirt on her and dress her up like you, that’d be hilarious.”
Jirou laughed at the idea. That was a good one. "I think I will! It would be cute! And don't worry about giving Mizuki the drink! I can do it! We get along well since we share a room!"
He made Mizuki doilies, after all.
Marui gave Jirou a big thumbs up. “Perfect! If anyone can do it it’s you. We’ll have him relaxing in no time.” Marui leaned back in his chair, hands behind his head, feeling satisfied with himself despite not having done anything yet. “The only thing left now is how to get all my baking done while keeping it fresh. Are you any good at drawing? I could use some help icing cookies…”
When: After the expedition.
Where: Dining hall
What: Jiroh returns... to cake and Marui.
It had been a long two weeks. Horribly long. Jirou was sore from all the crawling and the lights still kind of hurt his eyes and oh GOD it was so good to be home and clean. He felt like he hadn’t slept properly in ages. Because he hadn’t. It was awful.
There was one shining bright point on the horizon. Namely the cake his bestest buddy Marui had promised him.
He wasted no time finding Marui, happily glomming onto the man. "Oh my god Marui!!! It's so good to be back here with you! I missed regular life so much!!!"
It was a good thing Marui had heard Jirou approaching, or he wouldn’t have had time to brace himself for Jirou’s bear hug. “Jirou! I told you you’d make it back in one piece, see?” He hugged Jirou back and rocked him back and forth, pleased to see Jirou as well– he’d missed the unwavering attention and admiration he received from the other man. “I missed you, no one’s even close to as snuggly as you are.”
Jirou laughed. "I missed you! It was pretty muddy and miserable in those caves!" At least he'd been able to talk to people on his communicator while down there. And Yanagi hadn't been terrible company (though Inui in fact had).
But now he was home. Sweet, not dank and dark home. "What have you been up to this past week? Make any new videos? Your weird friends haven't been rude to you, right!?"
“Which ones?” Marui genuinely didn’t know who Jirou was talking about; all of his friends were a bit weird in his opinion. “But yeah, I finished editing the piercing vid, and made one about the food I ate while it healed at the beginning. That one was a lot of me being really pathetic, haha.” Admitting that he was a whiny baby was okay in one context, and that was in using it to bring in views. “I can basically eat normal stuff now though, the swelling went way down. See?” Marui stuck out his tongue, showing Jirou his now semi-healed piercing.
"Ooooh, wow!" Jirou was suitably impressed by Marui's tongue ring. It did look a whole hell of a lot better now than it had as a freshly poked hole, which is what it had been last time he saw Marui. "What does it feel like? Does it still hurt? You're so brave!"
He brought a hand to one of his ears thoughtfully. "Maybe now that I'm back I can ask your rude friend to pierce my ears..."
“It feels really cool. It still kinda hurts when it knocks against my teeth wrong but that’ll go away when it’s done healing and I get more used to it being there.” Marui was really enjoying it so far, he had to really work at keeping himself from playing with it too much in his own mouth.
At least this time it was clear which rude friend Jirou was talking about. “You totally should, it would look really good. Don’t worry about Zaizen by the way, he’s just like that. He’s not as mean as he acts.”
"If you say so, but he was pretty mean..." He had acted surprised that Marui had feelings. That was ultra rude. But he also did a good job piercing Marui, and the song he made with Marui was good too. So maybe Marui was right and he wasn't that bad.
Still, there was more important stuff to talk about than Marui's questionable taste in people. "So did you make me that cake? I'm starving!!!"
“You bet I did. It’s gonna knock your socks off, guaranteed.” Marui gave Jirou a cheeky smile and a wink, oozing confidence in his baking skills like normal. He turned around, waving Jirou to follow and leading him to the dining hall. “Sit here and close your eyes, I’ll be right back.” And with that he hopped off to the kitchen to fetch the cake.
Jirou was practically vibrating with excitement as he sat down and closed his eyes, eagerly waiting for his whole ass cake. This was bound to be awesome!!!
Damn straight it was. Marui loaded the cake onto a trolley, along with plates, forks, and a knife to cut it with. Out to Jirou’s table he rolled it, eating up the jealous looks of the few other people in the dining hall. The cake was three tiers, expertly decorated like the kind of cake you’d see in a wedding magazine, and because it was Marui it was guaranteed to taste as good as it looked.
Once he’d moved it to the table in front of Jirou, he gave Jirou the go ahead. “Alright, you can open your eyes now.”
Jirou opened his eyes and squealed. "Oh my god Marui, this is amazing! Epic!!! Let me take a picture!!!"
He quickly got out his communicator so that he could take a selfie with Marui and the amazing cake. "I'm going to show this picture to EVERYONE!!!"
Marui didn’t need to be told to pose, he did it on influencer instinct, checking the result over Jirou’s shoulder once he’d taken the snap. “Do I deliver or what? Here, you do the honours.” He passed Jirou the knife to cut the cake, and got the plates and server ready to go.
Jirou nodded eagerly, setting about cutting himself a slice of the top layer. And the middle layer. AND the bottom layer. It was a very impressive cake and he intended to try it all, damn it!!! "You're the best ever, Marui!!!"
“Don’t you forget it,” answered Marui with a cheeky wink. He settled down in his seat across the table from Jirou, watching him intently. The best thing besides eating delicious cake was watching someone eat delicious cake you made, and Marui wasn’t going to miss a second of that first taste.
Jirou happily dug in, a lot of pure ecstasy covering his face upon the first bite. Marui really was amazing. He was so lucky to be able to eat cake like this!!!
"Marry me and bake for me every day!" Jirou proposed to Marui dramatically. It was a joke, mostly.
Bingo, that was it. Marui lived for that exact reaction. “I’d love to, but I’d get in trouble if I accidentally gave you diabetes. Some days will have to be cooking days instead of baking days.”
Jirou laughed happily, pleased to be joking around with Marui. "Your cooking is super delicious too so I can live with that! You'll make the best husband!!!"
“Damn right I will. So are you gonna share or what?” Come on Jirou, share your enormous cake with good ol’ Marui-kun.
Jirou laughed more and cut a big pile of pieces off the cake for Marui. "Anything for you, darling~! Ah, it's so big I can probably share with a lot of people! Amazing!"
Marui dug in, and ahh yes. He’d done it again, another delicious cake. “Probably a good idea, if you tried to eat it all yourself it would go stale before you finished. I’ve got a trick or two to keep it fresh as long as we can, I’ll make sure to wrap it up for you real good, okay?”
"Okay! Thanks Marui!" Jirou was happy as a clam. A clam with delicious cake, that is. "Did you want to pack some up for any of your friends too?"
He'd share for Marui!
Marui shook his head. “Nah, it’s all yours. I can always make more if someone wants some, this one is for you and your friends. Between all of you you should manage to get through it.” That last bit might have been wishful thinking on Marui’s part– not everyone had the appetite he had.
Jirou was touched. The cake really was just for him. How awesome, Marui was the best! "I can't wait to give Shishido and Gakuto some! And Tezuka! I bet they'll all love it and be really impressed by what an awesome baker you are!"
Jirou couldn't think of a better cake... and he loved his desserts a lot. Marui was just on a whole different level from other people.
This right here was exactly why Marui loved Jirou. There was never any end to the praise from him, and it was always completely sincere. His ego might not have needed it, but he ate it up none-the-less. “So, tell me about the mission. You gotta have some good stories from that.”
Jirou sulked a bit. "Not really interesting. It was mostly crawling through caves shooting at crawlers and watching Inui-san be obsessed with Yanagi-san." Jirou greedily ate more cake. Mm, cake. "We did find some creepy blobs that wanted to eat us, though. I guess that's kind of the highlight of the trip."
Marui’s smile was strained. So, so strained. “Great. Remind me to never go outdoors ever again.” The crawlers were already bad enough, and those didn’t even want to eat people. At least, the small ones didn’t. “At least you got rid of a ton of crawlers. You’re my hero, no joke.”
Jirou looked proud. "I was actually pretty good at it, once we got going. I used a drone to shoot them, so it was kind of like playing a videogame?" He laughed. "But yeah, we wiped all the ones near the mines out, so it should be safe for you there now!"
He shoveled more cake into his face. "So you're planning the Halloween party, right? I can hardly wait!"
“Me and Ohtori. We don’t see eye to eye on everything, buuuut I think it’ll all be fine. There’ll be extra drinks in my room, so no worries about any limits.” Marui leaned over the table, grinning conspiratorially. “You should hear Mizuki’s idea about the party staying ‘classy’. What’s the point of having the best doctor in the universe on base if you can’t get a little alcohol poisoning, right?”
Jirou giggled. "Mizuki-san just likes really fancy stuff, that's all. I'm sure he'd have fun if you could get him to try a drink or two!"
Jirou however would fall asleep if he drank too much, so he had to watch it.
"What kind of costume are you going to wear?" Jirou asked.
“It’ll have to be something really fancy and fruity… sugar rim…. make it sound expensive, he seems like he’d go for that…” The plotting had begun. Marui didn’t have anything against Mizuki, he just thought that he could use to unwind and have a bit of fun. “Do you think he’d be easy enough to go for something with gold flakes in it?”
Marui shrugged at the costume question. “Not sure yet. There’s not a lot of options here, but I figure worst case scenario a toga is always a classic.” Thank god for bed sheets.
Jirou nodded his head, thinking about Mizuki and his preferences. "I don't think the gold flake would work. It has to be classy and not just opulent. And someone he likes has to offer him the drink, he's picky about people."
As for costumes, however... "I'm knitting a sheep hat and going as a sheep!"
Frown. “Well shit, I’m out then, he thinks I’m an alcoholic stoner. Then again, he did take that slurpee from me…” Marui grinned at Jirou’s costume choice. “You and mutton will match! You should put your shirt on her and dress her up like you, that’d be hilarious.”
Jirou laughed at the idea. That was a good one. "I think I will! It would be cute! And don't worry about giving Mizuki the drink! I can do it! We get along well since we share a room!"
He made Mizuki doilies, after all.
Marui gave Jirou a big thumbs up. “Perfect! If anyone can do it it’s you. We’ll have him relaxing in no time.” Marui leaned back in his chair, hands behind his head, feeling satisfied with himself despite not having done anything yet. “The only thing left now is how to get all my baking done while keeping it fresh. Are you any good at drawing? I could use some help icing cookies…”