[LOG] Niou, Hiyoshi, and Gakuto

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Who: Niou, Hiyoshi, and Gakuto
When: Oct 15th
Where: Niou’s loftbed, then Gakuto’s room
What: Drinking times and bothering Gakuto



It was bound to be a disaster, but Hiyoshi showed up to Niou’s office with drinks and snacks just like he promised he would. He knocked on the office door and let himself in, nodding at Niou where he sat on his loft bed. “I brought water for after.” Hiyoshi held up one of the bags to show him, and approached the loft, sliding his shoes off as he did.

The time between leaving Tachibana’s room, talking to Marui and Hiyoshi and then now had not helped push down the nauseating anxiety in his stomach. But he still hitched a grin onto his face and patted the spot on the mattress next to him for Hiyoshi to sit. “And food as well. Look at you, doing this drinking thing properly.”

“You have to have snacks with beer.” It was simply how it was done. Hiyoshi tossed the bags up and mounted the ladder, making himself comfortable criss-cross when he got up there. With no time wasted he went into the bags and started pulling things out. “Move some of the pillows, there’s no room. I don’t know how you sleep like this.”

Niou shifted across a bit more and okay, pillows needed to go. “Quite comfortably, you know. You’ve seen me sleep in our room before with all the pillows.” By making a nest and burrowing under it. He did toss a few pillows out and aim them vaguely for the corner behind his desk. “I don’t know how you just sleep with a single pillow. It offends me.”

“I have one head, so I need one pillow.” Hiyoshi picked out a beer, cracked it open, and passed it to Niou before doing the same for himself and taking a drink. “They’re not bad for sitting on I guess.” Hiyoshi started rearranging the pillows around him so he could lean back comfortably, when something caught his eye and he froze mid-movement, staring first at the item, and then at Niou. Hiyoshi didn’t even say anything, the unimpressed disappointment was written all over his face, and it said, really?

“And what, Gakuto uses you as a pillow? You could use a second one for when you sit up in bed, better support for the back.” Niou took the beer and drank it, looking morosely at the other side of his office. And… then glanced at Hiyoshi. He tilted his head and what was that look even? “... What? You’re the one who gave me the beer, I can drink it.”

“You could at least clean out your bed before you invite me into it.” Since Niou apparently didn’t see what was wrong, Hiyoshi pointed it out for him– a large buttplug, that up until a few seconds ago had been covered up with a pillow. Hiyoshi was glad he had a drink in his hand, because right now he needed it.

Niou blinked and looked and … oh. It was always more difficult to get embarrassed in front of Hiyoshi for some reason - probably from the two weeks in nanosuits and then sharing a room… and really, in the face of an embarrassing situation, the best thing was to lean into it, right? He picked up the buttplug to show Hiyoshi better. “Yeah look, it was either in the loft or … I could keep it on my desk in our room?” Niou laughed a bit. “It’s fine, I forgot temporarily that it was up here.”

Hiyoshi could understand why Niou had chosen his bed to hide it, but it didn’t make him any happier about the situation. “Put it away, I don’t want to look at it. And why is it so big.” He picked up a pillow, using it as a barrier to shove Niou’s proudly presented buttplug away. “I hope you washed that after you used it last, because you’re not touching the snacks if you didn’t.” To prove he wasn’t bluffing, Hiyoshi grabbed the bag of crackers, guarding them from the potential poop-hands.

… Did Hiyoshi really want to know the answer to that? “Because it’s based on my approximate estimations of Jin’s dick’s circumference,” Niou said, slightly confused by having to give an answer. But he did lean to the side to put it away, higher up the bed. And covered it with another pillow. “Of course I washed it, oh my god. And I’m only planning on using it once more and then I’m going to throw it into the incinerator. Give me the damn crackers.”

Hiyoshi did a spit-take, because NO, of COURSE he didn’t actually want an answer to that, and yet of course Niou gave him one anyway. Niou got the damn crackers alright– Hiyoshi threw it Niou’s face. “I hate you so much. Don’t mention Akutsu’s dick to me ever again.” But on the upside, at least Hiyoshi had a good reason to drink now, and was taking advantage of it by downing the rest of his can.

Oh no, Hiyoshi was making him laugh and Niou had to turn away to cough out his laughter. “Sorry.” he really wasn’t. “It’s entirely his fault though, you know. He mentioned the scenario that you could use one in and you know what I’m like, now I’m curious, so.” Niou drank more beer and then started to open the crackers up. “And then Marui explained that if your partner mentions something like that as a bit of a joke it probably means it’s something they’d like.”

“Wow, more things I never wanted to know about Akutsu, thanks for sharing.” Hiyoshi put his empty can aside and reached for the crackers, taking a handful. This was just part of being friends with Niou unfortunately, there was no way to avoid the truly terrible information that he seemed to spout with impunity. “Does that mean you’re talking to Marui about your sex life? That sounds like the worst idea I’ve ever heard.”

“That’s okay. It’ll help you get closer to your brother.” Niou did think briefly about it being… a bit of a line-crossing with Akutsu, but it wasn’t like it was a bad thing he’d just revealed, right? He downed the rest of his can and crinkled it up in his hand. “Why is it a bad idea? Marui’s an interesting friend, and he’s got a lot of experience.” Niou shrugged and leaned across Hiyoshi to grab a second can. “He gets kinda pissy about it now though, he’s not as good of a source of information anymore.”

Closer to his brother? In what world, Niou. Luckily enough for Niou however, Hiyoshi planned to never breathe a word of this to Akutsu, so Niou was safe for now. He took another can for himself as well, and started on that. “He’s weird, that’s all. He seems full of himself, I wouldn’t trust his information. Anyway, didn’t he used to sleep with Akutsu? Of course he’s pissy, that’s how jealousy works.” Hiyoshi had seen the footage of Marui’s attack on Niou, and it lined up with what he already thought of the man: that he was a mess. But then again so was Niou, so maybe that was why he didn’t see it.

One can in, Niou was feeling better than he had before Hiyoshi had arrived and he shifted a little closer to lean against Hiyoshi’s side. “Yeah he did. And then he got cut off.” He sighed and opened up the second can. And now with that abrupt shift to Marui, Niou could start bemoaning the actual cause of his anxiety, mumbling around the lip of the can. “I complained to him too, and he was like ‘oh you just have to live with it’ with Jin thinking Kippei is special. And then Marui was like ‘you’re the centre of their lives’ and… that wasn’t intentional and I think he’s full of bullshit. Your brother barely listens to me, he’s such an asshole sometimes. Kippei is a saint.”

Hiyoshi snorted. Yeah, he’d sort of figured that was what happened after the dramatic makeover post. One more strike for Marui being a hot mess. “Of course he’s full of bullshit. He’s internet famous.” Hiyoshi didn’t follow internet drama or celebrities, but he knew enough to know what those sort of people were like. Normal people didn’t seek out fame like that. “...but he’s not entirely wrong. You’re really important to them. Both of them.” Even his asshole brother who apparently equated showing emotion to showing weakness.

Fair point. But also, the idea of Hiyoshi and Marui… even interacting made Niou laugh a bit, the sound bubbling up with another little cough. “It’s been like 3 months, since Kippei confessed,” Niou said, leaning more against Hiyoshi and he took another gulp of beer. “And like… I dunno, a year or something, since Jin got attached? He pretends like he’s forgotten that part of our lives, fucking asshole.” He stretched his legs out and god he wanted to suddenly throw his can of beer across the room, but it was still quite full. “If I could abandon Hiroshi after four years together, like 3 months is nothing. They have more in common with each other and they’re not annoying… I’m just kind of pathetic and they like carrying me and it’s so shit.”

Hiyoshi bore the weight of Niou against his side like the rock of reason in Niou’s life that he was. But even with all his experience following Niou’s train of thought, it took him a minute to catch up with everything Niou was getting at, because yeah it was a lot all at once. Hiyoshi sipped his beer thoughtfully, trying to decide where to start. “You ditching Yagyuu after four years… most people couldn’t do that. Not with someone they like.” That seemed like an important thing to clear up from the get-go, and an easy way to buy himself more time to think.

Niou sullenly drank more beer, looking suddenly miserable. “Hiroshi was unfortunate collateral damage.” Both in high school and when they’d run into each other in Europe. “I would’ve asked him to come with me, but he definitely wouldn’t have dropped out. And probably convinced me to stay in school.” He grumbled and abruptly drained the can, choking a little at the end on another cough.

So Niou hadn’t even given Yagyuu a chance to talk him out of leaving, that sounded about right. Hiyoshi knew first hand the things Niou would do and say to get the result he wanted. The whole Yagyuu thing was an entire new can of worms though, and even though Hiyoshi could tell it was really bothering Niou, the Tachibana-Akutsu problem was more pressing. “If it were me,” Hiyoshi started, watching Niou carefully over his can, “it would hurt my feelings that you didn’t trust that I really loved you.”

Niou fidgeted, scrunching at the sides of the can and he looked uncomfortable. “I know Kippei does. Obviously.” And it was rather nice being told that basically every day. “But then he’s the one who’s now decided he’s attracted to another person and thinking about how sex with them would work and what their kisses taste like…” Niou crushed the can completely and took in a deep breath. “And Jin is the worst because he never tells me anything. Even though he knows I need to hear things like the fucking friendship thing I had to scream at him in the fucking gym and stop talking to him for days.” Niou ran a frustrated hand through his hair and picked up a pillow to throw it across the room.

“Right, he wouldn’t even admit you were friends, would he…” And the whole time Akutsu had been harbouring a secret crush on top of it to boot. Maybe Marui and Niou had competition for being the base’s biggest mess. Hiyoshi munched crackers thoughtfully, apparently immune to Niou’s acts of throwing things. “I think he’s emotionally stunted. Akutsu, not Tachibana. Tachibana’s got something else wrong with him.”

“Like he implies things, which are very nice? And then he got all embarrassed when he said I was enough for him.” Niou broke off that train of thought by reaching for the crackers, because he should probably eat something at this point. He frowned and nibbled the edges of the cracker off, rotating it as he went. “But I think the only time he’s actually said anything like ‘I love’ something something about me, was…when he had his dick in me and he loved me being noisy? I can’t remember…” Niou munched on the rest of the cracker and tried to think back through the alcohol fogging the very edges of his mind.

The buzz from the drinks took the edge off of Hiyoshi’s reaction, so Niou got off easy with an icy cold glare this time. “No. Dick talk.” It was a line in the sand that Hiyoshi was very serious about Niou not crossing. Because. Ew. “So you want him to tell you he loves you. Tell him that.” Simple, right?

“Oh, shit. Sorry,” Niou replied automatically. And maybe turning so he could hug Hiyoshi around the middle was a better position to sit in. “Except he won’t, I know he won’t. I say it to him regularly enough and he never reciprocates. Or just kinda laughs and ‘yeah somethin’ like that,” Niou did a half decent grumbly imitation of Akutsu’s voice, cuddling up to Hiyoshi’s shoulder. “I hope you’re saying it regularly to Gakuto, you know.”

“I’ve said it a couple times.” Hiyoshi went pink, turning his face away from Niou but not moving away from his hold. “This isn’t about me. Tell him you want him to say it or I will, you idiots need to learn how to communicate.” How these jerks who couldn’t even talk to each other right ended up with so many romantic options was beyond Hiyoshi’s understanding, even sober.

“Good.” His arms tightened around Hiyoshi in kind of a hug, before relaxing into a loose hold again. “We do communicate, very well. I know that he doesn’t like me talking to Marui about him. And if I don’t like something, I have to tell him. And if I want to stop, there’s no like… last chance to say so.” Niou pulled away a little to reach for a third can of beer, even if drinking it in his current position draped against Hiyoshi was going to be awkward. “You can tell him. He might actually listen to you.”

“Okay.” That was all the permission Hiyoshi needed to get out his communicator and add to his last post. He ticka tacka typed it out, frowning at the greasy marks his fingers left on the screen from the crackers. “I’m gonna tell him, but have you ever thought of telling him the things you do want him to do, instead of just the things you don’t?”

Niou peered down at Hiyoshi’s communicator screen. Ah, so blunt as always, he so appreciated Hiyoshi sometimes. Niou hugged him appreciatively. “I do tell him those sorts of things too. Physical things, since he is an action person, not a words person. Like I asked him to bring me back a rock from expedition.” He took a sip of beer before resting his chin on Hiyoshi’s shoulder. “He talks more to Kippei, I think. They have more in common… probably less having to ask random-ass questions to get a response out of him.”

Hiyoshi rolled his eyes, here they go with the ‘Tachibana and Akutsu like each other better than me’ thing again. He tapped his empty can on the top of Niou’s head. “You have shit self-esteem for someone with two boyfriends.” Hypocritical of Niou really, after the way he treated Gakuto, but Hiyoshi would keep that to himself. For now.

“The only reason I have two boyfriends is because I’m greedy and indecisive. And I picked really well.” Niou chewed over his words and sipped at his beer a bit more. “Since they’ve both said they’re OK with it because it’s the other specific person…” He whined a little and pulled away from Hiyoshi abruptly to scoot to the other end of the loft and curl up in the bundle of pillows there with his can of beer. “God I hate this. You know, if we hadn’t kissed back then, I’d probably still be at the hand holding stage and maybe getting hugs. This is entirely your fault.”

“You’re blaming me for this?” Oh no you didn’t, Niou. “Tachibana already wanted to kiss you, it would have still happened. You’re the one who kept pushing things with… hand holding and hair washing.” Hiyoshi threw a pillow at Niou, not that he needed another one to add to the pile he was sitting on. “And stop it with them being okay with each other. It just means they respected each other, not that they secretly wanted to screw since day one. Them liking each other is a good thing. You wouldn’t have them without that. Idiot.”

Niou grumbled at the pillow hitting him, grabbing it and curling up around it. And moodily sipped his beer some more. "I thought alcohol would make me think less not more," he complained. "It's defective, take it back." Niou scrubbed a hand over his eyes and nope, still completely dry. "And I feel like I want to cry and vomit but I can't," he showed Hiyoshi his hand as though that would explain things. "God, maybe I'm defective."

If Hiyoshi had been waiting for a sign that Niou had had enough, that was it. Abandoning his own empty can, he crawled over to Niou and took his can away, downing what was left of it and tossing the can off the loft. "No more for you. Come here." Hiyoshi held his arms open, it was time to cuddle his dumb idiot best friend.

That was extremely rude, Hiyoshi. "I've had two cans, I'm fine," Niou complained. .. or three? He hadn't finished the third anyway. He did unlatch from the pillow though and wrapped his arms around Hiyoshi instead, cuddling up to him. "I'm not even that mad at the thought of them being together?" he said, squinting as he thought. "I think they're very good for each other. I think it'd be kind of nice to look at. I don't even know why I'm mad. Or upset. Or whatever."

"Two and a half, which is enough because you weigh like ten kilos." Hiyoshi rubbed Niou's back as if he wasn't currently insulting him. "You're afraid of losing them. Which you're not going to, because they both love you a lot." Even if Akutsu refused to say it, it was clear through his actions. "You have to trust them, even though that's the thing you're worst at."

"I weigh significantly more than that, asshole," Niou huffed, jabbing Hiyoshi in the back even as he clung tighter. Hugging Hiyoshi was always nice. "Like I know that logically. Kippei is all oh I don't need to even think about this if I will upset you, about it all." Niou sighed dramatically and made a swipe to grab another can of beer. "If two and a half is for 10 kilos, then I can have like… another 10 at least."

“Besides the fact that your bird-stomach couldn’t even hold ten, no.” Hiyoshi had a pretty good idea of what Niou was trying to grab over his shoulder, but he wasn’t worried about stopping him this very moment because he knew he could take it from Niou whenever he wanted. He took a second to look at the time and sighed– it was just about time for him to meet Gakuto. “I’m going to take you to Tachibana, okay? I can’t leave you alone like this.”

"Try me, I might surprise you," Niou said flatly, trying to swipe a can again. No go. Too far away and he grumbled. He settled instead for just cozying up to Hiyoshi even more. A plan which was ruined by Hiyoshi speaking. "I'm not alone, you're here." He tightened his grip slightly. "I'm not going to see Kippei, I told him I'd go see him tomorrow. And talk. I don't want to see him."

“You can move your schedule forward, I have to go see Gakuto.” Hiyoshi was quickly sensing that this was going to be harder than he thought. “You should talk to him when everything’s fresh on your mind. Wouldn’t you rather be cuddling him than me?”

"If you were busy you didn't have to agree to see me. I could've drunk alone." Niou pulled away from Hiyoshi to move and snatch up a can, trying to scoot away again to protect it from being grabbed off him. "I will talk to him tomorrow. Go hang out with Gakuto and tell him you love him and leave me."

Hiyoshi wanted to listen to Niou’s self-deprecating talk and leave him there, he really did, but his rational side knew he couldn’t. This was his friend and he’d gotten him into this situation, and now it was his responsibility to see it through. Sighing, he sent a quick message to Gakuto, and started packing up the remaining drinks and snacks. “Fine, come on. You’re coming with me.”

What. Niou opened up the new can of beer and drank some quickly - again, watching Hiyoshi carefully in case he tried to take it off him. "I said go by yourself. I don't want to hang out with you and Gakuto. Or Kippei." Lying in the loft alone with the beer sounded like an excellent plan the more he thought about it. "Just go, Hiyoshi. It's hardly the first time I would've been alone with alcohol. I'm fine."

“You can come with me willingly, or I can pull you down against your will and you can get beer all over your bed. It’s your choice.” But Hiyoshi was already rolling up his sleeves, preparing for Niou to choose the hard way.

"... You're so like your bloody brother," Niou grumbled, drinking more beer stubbornly and glowering at Hiyoshi over the can. He huffed. "Just as long as you absolutely promise you're not taking me to see Kippei."

As much as Hiyoshi was confident he could have taken Niou if he needed to, he was glad Niou had agreed to cooperate. He reached over to Niou, offering him his pinky finger. “I promise I wont take you to Tachibana.” Thinking about it, that would mean someone would have to watch Tooyama, and that was the last thing Hiyoshi needed right now. Being third-wheeled by Niou was much better than being third-wheeled by Tooyama.

Okay good. Niou hooked his pinky with Hiyoshi's and shook their hands before pulling away again. "Good. Or else I'd be most cross with you as well." Not that that meant much to them, really. He quickly gulped down the third can of beer, choking a little halfway through and coughed. "... Okay. Get out of the loft first. In case I fall down the ladder."

Well there went Hiyoshi's plan to take the can away from Niou again, he hadn't expected him to chug it like that. Oh well, three and a half cans shouldn't be too bad, right? A normal person could handle that no problem… but then again, Hiyoshi looked at Niou's scrawny self and grimaced. He'd just have to deal with what came.

Taking the bag full of remaining stuff with him, Hiyoshi climbed down the ladder, still quite stable and only a little tipsy. He then waited at the bottom, ready to catch Niou if he faceplanted out of the loft.

Niou took the chance to finish off the can of beer completely and crinkled it up before crawling to the ladder. And he was glad Sanada had at least put in a very stable ladder and not a dodgy one. Niou awkwardly made his way down, slipping as he didn't quite find the next rung with his foot and went crashing down onto Hiyoshi. "... Ow," was his belated reaction.

Well, that proved how drunk Niou was. Hiyoshi stopped the worst of the fall, but he still had the bag with the leftover cans in it on his arm, so while Niou may have avoided the ground he got smacked with that instead. He set Niou back on his feet, dusting him off and patting him on his head. There, good as new. "I hope you can walk better than you climb. Let's go."

Oh god, now that he was on the ground, Niou regretted everything. "I'm fine. Good to go." A couple of wobbly steps showed that he was Not Fine and Niou had to grab onto his desk and lowered himself into the chair nearby. "Oh god, what the fuck."

Sighs. “It’s almost like I said two was enough for a reason.” No sympathy from Hiyoshi, only an unimpressed look. This little road bump wasn’t going to stop him however, and he crouched down in front of Niou and offered him his back. “Get on and don’t barf on me.”

Nope, Niou's dignity did not scrape a low enough level for him to let Hiyoshi piggyback him through the base. "Definitely not. Even your brother's not allowed to do that unless it's in private." Niou grumbled and pushed himself back up, grabbing onto Hiyoshi's shoulder to steady himself. "Fucking hell. I'm fine."

“Is that what you do when you’re alone? Have piggybacks instead of sex?” Hiyoshi snorted at his own stupid comment, and Niou better not be kidding about being fine because Hiyoshi stood up again, not waiting to see if Niou still needed him for balance.

"More like picking me up and carrying me from the shower to bed," Niou said easily enough, not even hesitating as he focused on staying upright instead. He kept a very firm grip on Hiyoshi's arm as he started to walk to the door, not even minding all that much as he went a little sideways in his straight path.

Niou was moving better this time, that was good. Hiyoshi had been ready to pick him up against his will if he needed to, but this way there was a lot less dramatics. He led his wobbly friend to the elevator and all the way up to the living area, taking a slightly longer route, but one that would mean less people seeing them drunk. When they got to Gakuto’s door, a thought suddenly occurred to Hiyoshi. He gave Niou a firm look. “Be nice. Or else.”

Niou was extremely focused on staying upright and walking, and thankfully Hiyoshi wasn't really interested in trying to talk right now. And oh, okay, they were at Gakuto's room. Niou patted around his pockets to try and find his access pass but oh, he must have left it in his office. And he just sadly sagged against Hiyoshi instead. "I'm always nice. Always. How dare you."

“Regular nice, not Niou nice.” Really though, Hiyoshi would settle for no fights occurring. And with that out of the way, he knocked on Gakuto’s door.

Gakuto had no idea what was waiting for him on the other side of his door. He answered it and then stared. "...Um. Why is Niou here?" He had been flirting with Hiyoshi earlier, so this was definitely throwing him for a loop.

Hiyoshi frowned. He’d definitely sent Gakuto a text about this… hadn’t he? He pulled out his comm, pulling up their DMs, and… oh. Typed but not sent. Whoops. “Sorry,” he answer-not-answered, “He said he’ll be nice.”

"Again, I'm always nice," Niou argued, just quite happily leaning against Hiyoshi. "I'm here because I told him to just let me drink alone but he's dumb and made me come. And I wouldn't let him carry me. I don't want to be here, I could be in my loft ." Hiyoshi got an elbow in the side.

Gakuto rolled his eyes and moved to let them in. "You're just lucky Tezuka is still gone." He looked at Niou, shaking his head. "So what is this all about that you had to go get shit-faced? Or do I need to mind my own business in my own room?"

"If stupid Tezuka was here, I wouldn't be having this problem," Niou grumbled and he just clung to Hiyoshi as a subpar substitute. "Yes, you do need to mind your own business." Oh wait, he had to be nice. "It's just dumb boyfriend stuff. I hate them both."

Good save Niou, you narrowly avoided an elbow in the side from Hiyoshi. “I tried to make him go see Tachibana but he already has him scheduled tomorrow.” He dragged Niou into the room, trying to shake him off onto Gakuto’s bed. “There’s still two beers in the bag if you want some.” He turned quickly to give Niou a look. “Not you.”

Gakuto snorted. "No way am I drinking around Niou." The last thing he needed was Niou to see how giggly he got when he was drunk. "So, having two boyfriends is hard work. Surprise surprise." He sighed. "...if he pukes on my bed…"

Oh, good point. Hiyoshi looked at Niou, trying to assess the barf-risk. “Maybe I should move him to Tezuka’s.”

Nope, sorry Hiyoshi, you dragged Niou here, you get to suffer being clung to. Niou did sit on the bed though, his arms tightening around Hiyoshi. "It's so much work. Need to make sure to spend enough time with them equally. And then I feel bad if I talk to one and not the other…" it was hard.

He swayed a little where he sat and narrowed his eyes. "I vomit from stress only. Not drinking. And I'm not sitting on Tezuka's germy bed." Even Gakuto's wasn't ideal but at least he wasn't horrific.

Gakuto folded his arms, glaring at the mess in front of him. Instead of spending alone time with Hiyoshi, he now had to sit here and watch Niou cuddle Hiyoshi on his bed. "Okay, two boyfriends hard, yadda yadda…why are you here?" He looked at his own boyfriend, who was on very thin ice at the moment. "Why did you bring him here?"

Ohh, he was in trouble. Hiyoshi sat there glumly, Niou glued to his side, looking like a kid getting told off by his parents. “I couldn’t leave him alone but I still wanted to spend time with you.” It was his only option, Gakuto. Please understand. He couldn’t not come see you.

Niou shrugged and focused his attention on running a hand through Hiyoshi's hair to try and make it stick up. "I told him to leave me alone and go see you. I was happy to drink alone in my loft." Hiyoshi's hair needed gel, it was not cooperating. "He's sometimes stupid and stubborn."

Gakuto was touched for a moment, thinking Hiyoshi was very sweet, but it quickly vanished when Niou started messing with Hiyoshi's hair. "Stop trying to make him look like his brother." He scolded. He really didn't know how anyone could stand sharing their boyfriends, because just this was enough to make his skin itchy. "Wakashi, you could have just seen me tomorrow." He said, walking over and pinching Hiyoshi's nose. "Silly."

Hiyoshi sat there and took the nose tweaking, just like he sat there and took everything Niou was doing to him. This was his penance for ruining date night, but as bad as he felt for bringing Niou along, he didn’t plan to leave, either. Like Niou said, Hiyoshi was stubborn, and that extended to seeing his boyfriend when he said he would. Being scolded by Gakuto was still better than no Gakuto at all, so sitting there like a sad puppy it was.

"He definitely doesn't look like Jin," Niou said, patting at Hiyoshi's face. "Very different. More grumpy." Just as dumb sometimes. He sighed and draped himself more over Hiyoshi, snickering at Gakuto's scolding and it was entertaining seeing the dynamic. "I can actually go, if you want. Crash in Hiyoshi's bed with his single sad pillow. I'm OK, not going to vomit." There was very little stress right now about things.

"You think Wakashi is more grumpy than Akutsu?" Gakuto gaped, looking at his obviously very regretful boyfriend. "You're already here, don't be stupid." Gakuto went to gently swat at Niou. "You're so needy and you called me coddled."

“He’s not going anywhere, he couldn’t even walk here without my help,” offered Hiyoshi, speaking up again now in order to gang up on Niou. “He fell down the ladder, too.”

"Yes, he's more grumpy and… runty." Niou flinched away from Gakuto trying to touch him and just tried to melt into Hiyoshi's side. "You're an asshole," he said to Hiyoshi, even as he went back to petting his hair, "and fuck off, Gakuto, I promised I'd be nice to you. I don't want to argue about being needy and coddled and fuck, I want it to be Tuesday already."

Gakuto closed his eyes and took three deep breaths to stop himself from being a jerk…but it didn't work. "Well, excuse me for being pissy that I've got some sad sack of a drunk pawing all over my boyfriend in my own bed."

Another deep breath. Good, he felt better now. "What exactly is the big deal here? You miss Akutsu? Why is your other boyfriend not helping you through this?"

“I can paw over my best friend, you do it to yours,” Niou huffed, now trying to bury his face in Hiyoshi’s shoulder. “He’s the one that chose the location. Take that up with him.” As if Hiyoshi wasn’t sitting right there.

He sighed dramatically and he had to remind himself that this was Hiyoshi and biting was not allowed even though he was frustrated and kind of wanted to. “Kippei is having issues. And I’m not going to talk to him until tomorrow, I scheduled him in. And I can’t talk to Jin because he’s with dumb poeple in an ATV. And I don’t want to talk to Marui, he’s such an asshole.”

"Jirou and I have known each other since we were infants, and I've never kissed him." Gakuto frowned. Still, he didn't want to make a huge fuss over this. "You mean to tell me Mr. Mary Poppins is having issues? I thought he wasn't capable of those." He looked at Hiyoshi. "You owe me, Hiyokko, I hope you know that."

Maybe if Hiyoshi stayed really still, they’d forget he was here. Even though they were talking about him and Niou was trying to burrow into his skin like a crawler. The kissing thing being brought up was enough to make Hiyoshi genuinely consider escape, and the look from Gakuto was enough to have Hiyoshi make another attempt at pushing Niou off of him, squirming around to grab the crackers as a (pitiful) distraction.

“Maybe you should, it could be an exciting experience for you,” Niou frowned right back at Gakuto. He did at least let go of Hiyoshi, but decided to flop over his lap instead, grumbling at the uncomfortable position it left him in. “Kippei isn’t Mary Poppins, stupid shortstack.” And oh from here, he could try and make a grab for the bag to try and get another can of beer out of it. “And anyway, I’m dating Hiyoshi’s brother, and he wants to introduce me to his mother or something. We’re basically brothers in law, Gakuto. Be nice.”

"Ew, no, that would be like kissing my brother." Gakuto shivered at the mere thought. He was totally caught off guard by the random insult. "Shortstack?!" He seriously thought about pushing Niou right off of Hiyoshi’s lap, but he restrained himself. "Gross thought there, let's not follow it any further. And I think I'm being plenty nice, given our history."

If anyone deserved another beer right now it was Hiyoshi, and that’s exactly what he was grabbing from the bag along after the crackers. Niou got a bottle of water, and a pinch as warning. “Be nice.”

Niou grumbled and just dropped the bottle of water on the ground, flopping sadly on top of Hiyoshi instead. “I’m also being nice,” he said, blindly patting Hiyoshi somewhere around his chest with one hand. “Fuck I am so mopey right now, this is actual shit.” He ran a hand through his hair and if he was actually capable of walking properly, he would have gotten up and paced around the room. “Oh my god, I need to send messages.” He got out his communicator and okay, time to send some nice messages to cheer himself up.

Gakuto sighed and went to sit cross-legged in his desk chair, since this was apparently going to be happening for a while. "So is this just, like…Tachibana can't be with him right now so he's moping or what? I still don't know what's going on."

Hiyoshi’s can opened with a satisfying hiss, and he took a gulp. He really wished it was Gakuto on top of him right now instead of Niou. “I don’t know. I figured it was because he didn’t want to go off schedule. He’s weird about appointments.” Hiyoshi shrugged. The why didn’t really matter compared once Niou dug in his heels.

Niou only half listened as he fired off a couple of messages, grinning as he immediately got a reply and continued to message. “I can still leave, anytime you want to me,” he said easily, looking through to find the absolutely perfect emoji to send. “Just let me know and you two can fuck or hold hands or whatever it is you two do.”

Gakuto groaned. They hadn't gotten to the full act yet, but Gakuto had planned to try to initiate it tonight. Not now though, the mood was gone. "No, it's fine. I just like to understand the situation. So, you're just looking for company? We can play cards or something."

Hiyoshi didn't know exactly what he'd list by dragging Niou along, but he had an idea. And unlike Gakuto, he wasn't ready to give up on it completely. "...we can still hold hands anyway."

Oh no, sending garbage haikus to Akutsu was making Niou laugh to himself. "I don't want to play cards. Too drunk to shuffle properly. Can't card count." He laughed again and waved his own hand in front of Hiyoshi's face. "Just let me go, Hiyoshi."

Gakuto rolled his eyes again. "You're the one clinging to him." He pointed out. "And like, I get it. Life gets hard and you need your friends. I'm not gonna be pissy about it. Either you want Hiyoshi to hang out with you or you don't. "

Niou raised an eyebrow at Gakuto because that sounded like a challenge. "I'll go, then." And clearly the best way to do that was by crawling off Hiyoshi's lap and falling onto the floor with a sad thunk. "Ow." Niou had to use the edge of the bed to try and pick himself up again.

Snrk. "Told you," said Hiyoshi, sipping his drink and smirking down at Niou. But more importantly, his lap was now free, so he held his arms open, beckoning to Gakuto. Come. Come to him.

Gakuto folded his arms. “Please help your sad, drunk friend up.” He sighed. Oh, you weren’t getting back in Gakuto’s good graces that easily, Wakashi.

Niou made a rude hand gesture at Hiyoshi as he got up again and god why were his legs so shaky this was shit. “I don’t need his help.” He looked at Hiyoshi and narrowed his eyes, making a swaying beeline for the door. “I’m going to go vomit in your bed. Night.”

Gakuto made a face. “Please don’t leave him alone like this.” He sighed at Hiyoshi. “He’ll end up in a garbage disposal.”

Ugh. He had no choice, did he? Hiyoshi got up and intercepted Niou no problem. The beer had gotten rid of his patience, and without bothering to try talking Niou down he picked him up from under his armpits. Easier said than done considering he still had his beer in his hand, but Hiyoshi didn't seem worried about that as he dragged Niou way from the door.

Hiyoshi was the worst. Niou grumbled and told him as such as well. He stumbled backwards as he was pulled away from the door, turning around to grab onto Hiyoshi again. And then suddenly bit him on the shoulder, gripping onto the back of his shirt.

Gakuto blinked at the display. “Wow, how mature.” He sighed. “How terrible that your friend doesn’t want to leave you alone when you’re shit-faced. Just take the company.”

"How can I be the worst, you're literally right he-fuck." Of COURSE Niou bites, Hiyoshi should have known. Unfortunately for Niou it only made Hiyoshi double down on his grip and move faster, spinning them both around and pushing Niou down onto Gakuto's bed, pinning him there with his knee while he rolled up his sleeve and checked his shoulder with very sticky wet hands. So much for that can of beer. "You're such a bastard."

Oh no, the sudden spinning around just made the world spin as well and Niou hit the bed with a groan, his head still spinning even as he clenched his eyes shut. "Oh god, I want to throw up." Or sit down. Or just like with his eyes shut until things stayed in one place. "I can bite your other shoulder if you want. Be more symmetrical."

Gakuto groaned. “Please don’t puke.” He looked at his boyfriend. “Look, you guys can stick here for now, I think I’m gonna go train for a while.” Maybe Niou would calm the fuck down if Gakuto wasn’t around.

“You only throw up from emotions,” Hiyoshi reminded Niou, as if that would help. He turned around to pout at Gakuto, still holding Niou down. “I want to come.”

"Emotions and being spun around really fast," Niou said accusingly back at Hiyoshi. Maybe things weren't spinning quite so much anymore though. Thank god. "... Let me up, Hiyoshi." He smacked Hiyoshi on the side. "Go work out with Gakuto. I'm fine, absolutely promise." He was not fine.

Why was Gakuto the reasonable one here? He glared at his boyfriend. "Hiyoshi Wakashi. You got this man drunk. You decided to be with him through this. You aren't dropping him just because you want to spend time with me. He's an absolute liar and is not fine." He sighed. "We'll hang out tomorrow, okay?"

“...Okay.” The crestfallen look on Hiyoshi’s face said otherwise. He wanted to spend the night with Gakuto, dammit, even if there was no sex involved. But of course Niou had to go get in the way of that. Bastard man. Hiyoshi so wasn’t letting Niou up.

Niou sighed and goddamn it, why was Gakuto so annoying? And why was Hiyoshi such a pushover for him? “I want to go back to our room,” he said to Hiyoshi, hitting his leg again. “I don’t want to cuddle on Gakuto’s bed more, that’s gross. Your bed is fine.”

Gakuto walked over and just to annoy Niou even more, gave Hiyoshi a quick peck on the lips. "That is the saddest face I have ever seen… so I won't train without you. I'm just going to go have Tachibana make me some rice." He snorted at Niou’s remark. "I think it's grosser for me than you to have you in my bed."

Maybe it was only an annoy-Niou kiss, but Hiyoshi will take it. He was still not happy about being separated from Gakuto, but now he thought he could bear it. Finally he got off of Niou, and offered him a hand up. "You're a drama queen. You know that, right?"

"I understand entirely if you need to burn everything later," Niou said with a shrug. He'd probably do the same thing. He grabbed onto Hiyoshi's offered hand and hauled himself up to standing. "Yeah, I know. It makes things exciting, right?" Niou did have to cling onto Hiyoshi again though, and it wasn't entirely faked. "Your bed?"

Gakuto was seriously thinking about burning his sheets. "Kashi, come see me in the morning, okay?" He was absolutely unbothered by clingy Niou and more worried about the sad look on his boyfriend's face. "We'll spend lots of time together then, but for now, I really need this drunk out of my room."

“Ah, alright.” The promise of seeing Gakuto later helped a bit, and Hiyoshi stopped looking quite so much like a kicked puppy. He wrapped an arm around Niou, getting a good grip on him just in case Niou’s own hold failed. “...Let’s go I guess,” he said to Niou, then turning to Gakuto again added, “See you tomorrow.” Finally, something to look forward to in his bleak, sad life* (*drunk Hiyoshi perception.)

"I thought you were leaving too?" Niou said to Gakuto, letting himself lean against Hiyoshi. All the different names Gakuto was calling Hiyoshi was making him frown too. "Yeah. Ok. You still could just let me go, you know." But he let Hiyoshi drag him along anyway.

"I am, but I don't want you here when I get back." Gakuto said, waving them both off. "Good night."

That was clear enough. "Good night." Hiyoshi dragged Niou over with him to Gakuto for one last smooch, before hauling his friend out the door and heading to their room to pass out, hopefully sooner than later.