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Who: Marui and Zaizen
When: Oct 26th
Where: Marui's room
What: Zaizen checks if Marui’s tongue piercing is healed
It had been roughly a month since he'd pierced Marui's tongue, which meant that the healing should be about done.
Well, Zaizen thought, he ought to be responsible and check on that.
And so Zaizen wandered his way over to Marui's room after work, knocking on the door and listening to a response. "You there, Bunta-san?"
Marui was editing videos, which was way harder than it should be with fake nails on. Zaizen’s voice was a welcome distraction from work, so he gave the doors the open command and span around to face the door, tapping his nails dramatically on the chair arms. “What brings you to my lair?”
Zaizen snorted, amused by the dramatic display with the same nails he'd seen during makeovers the day before. "How do you manage to accomplish anything with nails like that."
He headed inside, making himself at home on the edge of Marui's bed. "Anyway, I'm here to clear your tongue for general duty. Stick it out for me."
“I don’t. I type like 20 wpm with these on.” It was fine though, Marui was going to get them off once Halloween was over. Until then he would deal.
“It’s not red anymore, it looks really good and healed. See?” Marui then stuck out his tongue for Zaizen, fingers crossed that he would agree with him.
Zaizen reached out and poked Marui's tongue to check how healed it was. Then he tugged on the piercing like a little troll. "Yup, seems healed. You're ready to be back on tongue duty. Try not to lick too many weird things."
It didn’t hurt, but Marui whined like a baby anyway, because he was shameless like that. “I don’t lick weird things, I only lick normal things. Does this mean I can drink again too? The party is like a week away, so that’s pretty important.” A party without drinking was just a bunch of loud people making a mess in your house.
Zaizen nodded his head. "It seems fully healed, so drinking should be just fine. Good job taking care of it this long."
Marui was right though... a party without drinks was pretty boring.
"Anyway, I got a new piercing today... want to guess where?" Zaizen offered up, continuing the conversation.
A quick scan of Zaizen’s face showed that there was nothing new there, which meant the new piercing had to be somewhere hidden. Marui squinted at Zaizen up and down, giving him the sideeye. “You didn’t pierce your dick again, did you?”
Zaizen actually laughed at that suggestion. "Like I'd be willing to go that long without sex with both Kenya-san and you around. No, nerd. It's my belly button."
He held his shirt up to show off his latest work.
“Oooh, nice.” Marui was very tempted to lick it after Zaizen went out of his way to tell him not to lick weird things, but he knew enough about piercings to know that was a bad idea for something as fresh as that. Licking would have to be saved for a later date. “How long does it take a dick to heal, anyway? If it’s as long as a tongue, that’s a pretty big commitment.”
"Try three times as long. Up to twelve weeks." Zaizen replied, putting his shirt back down. Good job not licking a fresh piercing, Marui. You in fact had common sense. "Good to get before you spend three months on a shuttle with a sheep for company... maybe I should have gotten a second one before that."
Missed opportunities.
Marui gaped. “Twelve weeks?! Holy shit, that’s so long. I could never deal with that. Did it hurt when you peed, too?” Marui, asking the important questions.
"Yeah, took me twelve weeks to heal. And I couldn't have sex without a condom for months after that. I really don't recommend it." Zaizen replied, deadpan but willing to answer all of Marui's oh so important questions. "It didn’t hurt to pee, other than being tender. I don't know how it is on piercings that pierce the urethra though."
Marui grabbed Zaizen by the arms,pulling him close and looking him dead in the eyes. “You are so brave. Thank you for your service.”
Zaizen stared right back at Marui. Weird, weird Marui. "Yeah, sure." It had been more youthful bravado after a shitty breakup followed by being too committed to just take the piercing out, but he would accept Marui's praise. "I mean, I like it now that it's healed."
“Me too. Meeee too.” Marui let go of Zaizen, gave him a respecting pat on the chest, and then sat back in his chair. “Crazy that so many people are willing to go through with it though. I guess the mystical appeal of metal in your junk is stronger than the fear of blue balls.” He nodded sagely to himself, truly believing in the deep insight of his own words.
"I mean, I got it right after a bad break up. It was kind of supposed to remind me to stop fucking egotistical jerks." It had worked for four months, at least. And then he'd met the next terrible ex. God, the whole string of exes was such garbage, it made Zaizen cranky to think about.
“Oooh. Yikes. Did it work?” Apparently not, since Zaizen was sleeping with Marui now. “Anyway, you don’t have to worry about that anymore, right? Since you have Ken-chan I mean. He’s as selfless as it gets.”
Zaizen was suitably cheered up by thinking of his boyfriend. "Yeah. Kenya-san is way higher quality than anyone I've dated before now. That's why I'm going to be sure to treasure him."
God, he felt like a giant sap. His ears flushed red and he shook his head to get himself out of his funk. "...Anyway, want to hear the new song I'm working on? It's about Kintarou."
That’s because he was a giant sap. Marui grinned a shit-eating grin, but didn’t push Zaizen any farther. “Yeah, okay. Let’s hear it, I’ve got time.”
Good. A change in subject. Zaizen flipped through his audio tracks before playing the song, which featured a vocaloid jokingly playing up all of Kintarou's feats.
"I figure it will be his Christmas gift. I'm working on a song for Kenya-san too." And possibly one for Marui.
It was a funny song, and like everything Zaizen did it was well put together. It was scary in a way too, because Marui knew that stuff that sounded ridiculous jokes to other people was the kind of stuff that people around the base worried that Kintarou might actually be capable of.
“Isn’t half of your discography songs for Kenya?” Marui couldn’t resist the jab. “It’s a good idea, he’ll like it. Kin-chan will like his too. Christmas around here is gonna be rough, people are gonna start realizing that it’s too late to order anything soon and they’re gonna be bugging engineering to make stuff every chance they get.”
"Yeah, and I don't want the people I work with to hate me, so I want to avoid that." He ignored the comment that half his discography was about Kenya. That was fine. Kenya was his MUSE, damn it. He was allowed to have a lot of songs about him. "Plus music is a good way to say you like somebody."
Go ahead and ignore the poke about Kenya, Zaizen, Marui was ready with more. "Yeah, if you're a dramatic emo hipster. Which you are, so it's perfect for you." See? He was full of them. "I can imagine it now, you standing outside his window with an antique boombox, making him mixtapes. You should have been born in the 1980s."
Okay yeah, your digs were hitting their mark a little now. Zaizen looked annoyed. "The 1980s are a great historical period. Don't dis mixtapes!!!"
That era was super romantic.
There's no way Marui was letting go when he knew it was working. He held his arms up like he was holding an invisible stereo, closed his eyes, and started singing as poorly as he could. "I wanna know what love isss! I want you to showwww meee!"
Zaizen picked up Marui's pillow and started mercilessly hitting him with it. "You're just being a pill now!"
"Even your insults are 1980s!" cackled Marui, holding his head in his arms to defend himself. He might have been the one getting pummeled right now, but he'd totally won.
Zaizen growled and kept up his attack on stupid Marui a bit longer, before tossing the pillow aside and huffing. "Why is it I hang out with you again?"
Marui gave him a cheeky but nonetheless dazzling smile. "Because you like me."
Zaizen raised an eyebrow and his ears reddened just a bit. "I mean, maybe a little. You can be fun when you're not pissing me off. And you're hot." That kind of made up for some of Marui's personality. "So we can keep being friends I guess."
Marui was expecting Zaizen to deny it, not agree with him. Hell, Zaizen was almost being sweet in that tsundere way of his. Up Marui got from his chair, patting Zaizen on the head. "You're cute when you're earnest. You should do it more."
Zaizen shrugged. "Don't get too used to it... anyway, I should get going. Kenya-san is off work soon and we'll eat together."
He didn't want Kenya to keep thinking he preferred Marui, after all.
And there it was, the person for whom Zaizen's nice side really came out: Kenya. It was so sweet, even Marui found it impossible to be jealous. "Have fun on your dinner date with Ken-chan, try not to be too sappy in public. Tell him I can use my tongue again, okay?" …okay, Marui couldn't resist.
Zaizen snorted. "Sure, I'll let him know after I'm done using my own tongue on him."
He stuck said tongue out at Marui.
“That’s the spirit! Give him a sample of what’s to come. Now go, before I decide to steal your boyfriend and your dinner.” And with surprising cheeriness, Marui pushed Zaizen out the door to his date.
When: Oct 26th
Where: Marui's room
What: Zaizen checks if Marui’s tongue piercing is healed
It had been roughly a month since he'd pierced Marui's tongue, which meant that the healing should be about done.
Well, Zaizen thought, he ought to be responsible and check on that.
And so Zaizen wandered his way over to Marui's room after work, knocking on the door and listening to a response. "You there, Bunta-san?"
Marui was editing videos, which was way harder than it should be with fake nails on. Zaizen’s voice was a welcome distraction from work, so he gave the doors the open command and span around to face the door, tapping his nails dramatically on the chair arms. “What brings you to my lair?”
Zaizen snorted, amused by the dramatic display with the same nails he'd seen during makeovers the day before. "How do you manage to accomplish anything with nails like that."
He headed inside, making himself at home on the edge of Marui's bed. "Anyway, I'm here to clear your tongue for general duty. Stick it out for me."
“I don’t. I type like 20 wpm with these on.” It was fine though, Marui was going to get them off once Halloween was over. Until then he would deal.
“It’s not red anymore, it looks really good and healed. See?” Marui then stuck out his tongue for Zaizen, fingers crossed that he would agree with him.
Zaizen reached out and poked Marui's tongue to check how healed it was. Then he tugged on the piercing like a little troll. "Yup, seems healed. You're ready to be back on tongue duty. Try not to lick too many weird things."
It didn’t hurt, but Marui whined like a baby anyway, because he was shameless like that. “I don’t lick weird things, I only lick normal things. Does this mean I can drink again too? The party is like a week away, so that’s pretty important.” A party without drinking was just a bunch of loud people making a mess in your house.
Zaizen nodded his head. "It seems fully healed, so drinking should be just fine. Good job taking care of it this long."
Marui was right though... a party without drinks was pretty boring.
"Anyway, I got a new piercing today... want to guess where?" Zaizen offered up, continuing the conversation.
A quick scan of Zaizen’s face showed that there was nothing new there, which meant the new piercing had to be somewhere hidden. Marui squinted at Zaizen up and down, giving him the sideeye. “You didn’t pierce your dick again, did you?”
Zaizen actually laughed at that suggestion. "Like I'd be willing to go that long without sex with both Kenya-san and you around. No, nerd. It's my belly button."
He held his shirt up to show off his latest work.
“Oooh, nice.” Marui was very tempted to lick it after Zaizen went out of his way to tell him not to lick weird things, but he knew enough about piercings to know that was a bad idea for something as fresh as that. Licking would have to be saved for a later date. “How long does it take a dick to heal, anyway? If it’s as long as a tongue, that’s a pretty big commitment.”
"Try three times as long. Up to twelve weeks." Zaizen replied, putting his shirt back down. Good job not licking a fresh piercing, Marui. You in fact had common sense. "Good to get before you spend three months on a shuttle with a sheep for company... maybe I should have gotten a second one before that."
Missed opportunities.
Marui gaped. “Twelve weeks?! Holy shit, that’s so long. I could never deal with that. Did it hurt when you peed, too?” Marui, asking the important questions.
"Yeah, took me twelve weeks to heal. And I couldn't have sex without a condom for months after that. I really don't recommend it." Zaizen replied, deadpan but willing to answer all of Marui's oh so important questions. "It didn’t hurt to pee, other than being tender. I don't know how it is on piercings that pierce the urethra though."
Marui grabbed Zaizen by the arms,pulling him close and looking him dead in the eyes. “You are so brave. Thank you for your service.”
Zaizen stared right back at Marui. Weird, weird Marui. "Yeah, sure." It had been more youthful bravado after a shitty breakup followed by being too committed to just take the piercing out, but he would accept Marui's praise. "I mean, I like it now that it's healed."
“Me too. Meeee too.” Marui let go of Zaizen, gave him a respecting pat on the chest, and then sat back in his chair. “Crazy that so many people are willing to go through with it though. I guess the mystical appeal of metal in your junk is stronger than the fear of blue balls.” He nodded sagely to himself, truly believing in the deep insight of his own words.
"I mean, I got it right after a bad break up. It was kind of supposed to remind me to stop fucking egotistical jerks." It had worked for four months, at least. And then he'd met the next terrible ex. God, the whole string of exes was such garbage, it made Zaizen cranky to think about.
“Oooh. Yikes. Did it work?” Apparently not, since Zaizen was sleeping with Marui now. “Anyway, you don’t have to worry about that anymore, right? Since you have Ken-chan I mean. He’s as selfless as it gets.”
Zaizen was suitably cheered up by thinking of his boyfriend. "Yeah. Kenya-san is way higher quality than anyone I've dated before now. That's why I'm going to be sure to treasure him."
God, he felt like a giant sap. His ears flushed red and he shook his head to get himself out of his funk. "...Anyway, want to hear the new song I'm working on? It's about Kintarou."
That’s because he was a giant sap. Marui grinned a shit-eating grin, but didn’t push Zaizen any farther. “Yeah, okay. Let’s hear it, I’ve got time.”
Good. A change in subject. Zaizen flipped through his audio tracks before playing the song, which featured a vocaloid jokingly playing up all of Kintarou's feats.
"I figure it will be his Christmas gift. I'm working on a song for Kenya-san too." And possibly one for Marui.
It was a funny song, and like everything Zaizen did it was well put together. It was scary in a way too, because Marui knew that stuff that sounded ridiculous jokes to other people was the kind of stuff that people around the base worried that Kintarou might actually be capable of.
“Isn’t half of your discography songs for Kenya?” Marui couldn’t resist the jab. “It’s a good idea, he’ll like it. Kin-chan will like his too. Christmas around here is gonna be rough, people are gonna start realizing that it’s too late to order anything soon and they’re gonna be bugging engineering to make stuff every chance they get.”
"Yeah, and I don't want the people I work with to hate me, so I want to avoid that." He ignored the comment that half his discography was about Kenya. That was fine. Kenya was his MUSE, damn it. He was allowed to have a lot of songs about him. "Plus music is a good way to say you like somebody."
Go ahead and ignore the poke about Kenya, Zaizen, Marui was ready with more. "Yeah, if you're a dramatic emo hipster. Which you are, so it's perfect for you." See? He was full of them. "I can imagine it now, you standing outside his window with an antique boombox, making him mixtapes. You should have been born in the 1980s."
Okay yeah, your digs were hitting their mark a little now. Zaizen looked annoyed. "The 1980s are a great historical period. Don't dis mixtapes!!!"
That era was super romantic.
There's no way Marui was letting go when he knew it was working. He held his arms up like he was holding an invisible stereo, closed his eyes, and started singing as poorly as he could. "I wanna know what love isss! I want you to showwww meee!"
Zaizen picked up Marui's pillow and started mercilessly hitting him with it. "You're just being a pill now!"
"Even your insults are 1980s!" cackled Marui, holding his head in his arms to defend himself. He might have been the one getting pummeled right now, but he'd totally won.
Zaizen growled and kept up his attack on stupid Marui a bit longer, before tossing the pillow aside and huffing. "Why is it I hang out with you again?"
Marui gave him a cheeky but nonetheless dazzling smile. "Because you like me."
Zaizen raised an eyebrow and his ears reddened just a bit. "I mean, maybe a little. You can be fun when you're not pissing me off. And you're hot." That kind of made up for some of Marui's personality. "So we can keep being friends I guess."
Marui was expecting Zaizen to deny it, not agree with him. Hell, Zaizen was almost being sweet in that tsundere way of his. Up Marui got from his chair, patting Zaizen on the head. "You're cute when you're earnest. You should do it more."
Zaizen shrugged. "Don't get too used to it... anyway, I should get going. Kenya-san is off work soon and we'll eat together."
He didn't want Kenya to keep thinking he preferred Marui, after all.
And there it was, the person for whom Zaizen's nice side really came out: Kenya. It was so sweet, even Marui found it impossible to be jealous. "Have fun on your dinner date with Ken-chan, try not to be too sappy in public. Tell him I can use my tongue again, okay?" …okay, Marui couldn't resist.
Zaizen snorted. "Sure, I'll let him know after I'm done using my own tongue on him."
He stuck said tongue out at Marui.
“That’s the spirit! Give him a sample of what’s to come. Now go, before I decide to steal your boyfriend and your dinner.” And with surprising cheeriness, Marui pushed Zaizen out the door to his date.
