[ all he knows is that mika said he resided on the thirteenth floor. he wasn't about to go banging on every door in the floor, because he is definitely no longer drunk anymore, and thus a good sense of shame has settled back over him. at least enough to really solidify just how incredibly mortifying the other day has been. honestly, what a train wreck.
but he'd gotten up pretty early (after sleeping for most of the rest of the day), and made a quick stop by that convenient store (doubly mortifying to find the same cashier still working there, arching a brow at him), and so he figures he's fine enough just. waiting here. by the thirteenth floor's elevator. occasionally glancing up whenever a body would wander out into the hallway, hoping he hadn't already missed the other boy...
though he supposes he understands if he wants to avoid him from now on. ]
[Mika is used to getting up early himself, but... well, he hadn't really been able to sleep since he's someplace new, unfamiliar, and without the people he'd been staying with for almost two years now. So after passing out for a few hours, he sneaks out of his apartment dressed to go out, yawning as he very much just sort of trudges by Nisaka at first to wait for the elevator.
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Wait, Nisaka's on the tenth floor, right? What's he doing here. Mika stares at him sleepily, trying to puzzle it out, before rubbing his eyes.]
Nn, must still be dreamin'... I gotta wake up or I'll cause people trouble with sleep walkin'...
[ as soon as mika actually left his room, nisaka straightens up, feeling a spike of nervousness. he'd been waiting here for so long (okay, like... forty minutes) that now that the moment he's been waiting for has arrived, he completely forgets all that he'd rehearsed on the way over.
he pushes off the wall at least, and as he fumbles for the words, mika sort of just beats him to speaking first and— ]
[... Which means he probably isn't sleepwalking??? Or dreaming?? He doesn't know Nisaka well enough to dream about him, oh that means this is the real Nisa-kun, um. Uh. Okay.]
I'm gonna come right back! I'm just headin' out to look for a fabric store or somethin' like that so I can keep my hands busy. What're you doin' up here anyway?
[In fairness, it's not accusatory or anything, he's genuinely curious... and sort of huffily embarrassed.]
[ "it"............ honestly nisaka almost turns back around, ready to call this attempt a failure; he has to forcibly remind himself he's here for a reason. and resist the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose. thank goodness his hangover's done with.
but, of course, now that he's being made to address his intentions here, he remembers his own embarrassment. yes, let's all just look at our feet, shall we... ]
You, [ he mumbles. ] I — wanted to thank you. And apologize. Properly. [ he's not depending on you anymore okay, it's okay for him to apologize now. ] You went to a lot of trouble for me when you didn't have to, so... thank you.
[ a pause.
and then he remembers the plastic bag hanging from his wrist. oh yes. for you...
it's just a bunch of candy... literally all he knows of mika. but they're at least not the terribly cheap kind??? ]
Good. I ain't used to takin' care of drunk people, so I'm glad it worked out~.
[... Well, Nisaka's given his gift, apology, and thanks... So that's probably the end of it? It's too bad Mika's friendly by nature,]
Um, do you wanna come down with me..? Fabric gets kinda heavy for one person to take back, and since yer here... Maybe you could do me a favor? I'll buy ya somethin' to eat in return, but it ain't gonna be anythin' fancy as a warnin'.
[ his expression quickly shifts into something deadpan. ]
Are you trying to loop me into an endless cycle of returning favors?
[ it sounds like nisaka's refusing, especially when he's already turning towards the elevator, except he looks over his shoulder at the other after pressing the down button. ]
[That's what he got stuck on, huh. Mika's surprise is going to be hella evident I'm so sorry he did not expect Nisaka to agree at all... and then he'll bow his head deeply.]
Thank ya! I appreciate the help! I'll make ya a scarf or somethin' if ya want, I ain't as good as Oshi-san or Aoba-chan-senpai but it won't fall apart or nothin' like that~.
[Not that Roxas really paid mind to the holiday part, but...
Mika will find a pair of black leather gloves and one whack-and-unwrap chocolate orange waiting on his bed whenever he returns to his room. No note or anything, but he might notice Kurapika received the same]
[ In the morning, Mika will find a package with his name on it just outside the apartment he's staying in. Inside the box, he will find an angel figurine and a short message with best wishes from Riko:
Mika-san! Merry Sunsui to you, I hope you've been well! I'm sorry if this is too straightforward, but...I think I can understand how are you feeling, even if just a little. It was really tough without Chika-chan around, that's why I thought that a guardian angel might be a right present for you. He'll watch out for you just like Shu-san does. That's just what I thought, it's...it's really embarrassing now that I wrote it, isn't it? But I hope you'll like it even if just a little.
[ Did Hibiki figure that Mika was his Secret Santa all along before the big reveal? Who knows. Still, he left a gift for him a few hours later after Mika had delivered to him. First of all, Hibiki baked him some cookies, but that's not all. There's also a loose sweater for Mika.
Thank you, Mister Secret Santa. I wish you happy holidays.
[Wrapped up neatly just outside his apartment, Mika will find two gift sets of thread in different colors, along with an organizer rack to sort them out on.
I heard that you like sewing, so I hope this is okay. Enjoy the holiday.]
[Santa might not visit this world but since they're both familiar with Christmas, Mika shouldn't be too surprised to find something else on his bed a few short days after Sunsu.
It's a small thing, perhaps modest by all accounts. Roxas isn't someone who has dabbled much in making anything that wasn't code, but he's collected some scrap material and yarn that Mika might've had no use for and made him a star-shaped pin-cushion. Because it's his motif, alright?
There are already a few needles stuck in it, to make clear what it's supposed to be. And one needle keeps a little note in place.
Merry Christmas. There's ice cream in the fridge.
And so he'll find a tub of ice cream with his name on it. It might be winter, but look, ice cream is always appropriate in his universe]
[On the morning of Sunsu, Mika will find a small box outside his room wrapped in baby blue paper with small flower designs. Inside, he'll find a stuffed pink bear wearing a large dark red bow. There's no note or anything with the bear because Nazuna's afraid if he knows who it's from, Mika won't accept it.]
[ With all that's going on down with the lockdown and how his own current roommate situation is chaos, Jun feels compelled to check on Mika and see if he's handling such a situation okay. While he's not a big fan of telepathic messages in the first place, since he has no other option he sends a brief psychic nudge just to see if Mika will respond to it okay. ]
[Well, with Kurapika gone, things are quiet in his place. Not that it was necessarily loud before (they were all sort of quiet in their own way, but it wasn't bad) but it's noticeably... disconnecting, and he's often been wondering if maybe he should talk to Nazuna or someone else. Just to pass the time.
Honestly, it almost feels like being alone again, and it's a feeling he wishes he hadn't encountered once more.
So the nudge is a surprise, it makes him prick his finger from his sewing and he stares at the blood welling up on the tip before sticking it in his mouth, sending a small nudge back after a hesitant moment.]
[ seeing as jun only has a small group of people he's familiar with still and has been keeping himself busy with his new job, he hasn't noticed anyone gone... yet. so he's somewhat taken aback that mika doesn't respond with the enthusiasm he expected. ]
[ oh no... that must mean he's homesick... jun's never truly been homesick before, even with having made friends and being kidnapped to a strange world, so he's a little nonplussed at how to help mika over this. ]
Probably not... and it ain't even like I'm the only one from my world, ya know? Nazuna-nii's here too! But I don't like bein' questioned and all, it makes me feel sick.
[HE. IS NOT GOOD UNDER PRESSURE. the monitors are 100% the sort of guys that he's terrified of? that make him nervous around guys? so he was Kinda Of a wreck.]
Oh, I didn't know you knew someone here. I'm glad to hear it... of course, I'm doing fine. This much is nothing for me.
[ Jun doesn't MEAN to brag., or even lie. It's just how Jun is, much more inclined to face a challenge and overcome it rather than get anxious. Unfortunately, under the pressure he's turning a bit more blunt than he typically allows himself to be. After all, the authoritarian tone and questioning gives Jun the heebie jeebies too, and he had to damage control his roomies on top of that.
Still. He has faced down much worse and performed under greater pressure than this... which is a thought, actually. ]
Why don't you think of it as a performance of some kind? Just not involving singing.
action!! the day after the eggnog incident
but he'd gotten up pretty early (after sleeping for most of the rest of the day), and made a quick stop by that convenient store (doubly mortifying to find the same cashier still working there, arching a brow at him), and so he figures he's fine enough just. waiting here. by the thirteenth floor's elevator. occasionally glancing up whenever a body would wander out into the hallway, hoping he hadn't already missed the other boy...
though he supposes he understands if he wants to avoid him from now on. ]
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Wait, Nisaka's on the tenth floor, right? What's he doing here. Mika stares at him sleepily, trying to puzzle it out, before rubbing his eyes.]
Nn, must still be dreamin'... I gotta wake up or I'll cause people trouble with sleep walkin'...
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he pushes off the wall at least, and as he fumbles for the words, mika sort of just beats him to speaking first and— ]
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oh for the love of— ]
Don't just walk out of your room if you aren't even fully awake yet!
[ how about causing trouble for yourself?! pls! ]
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[... Which means he probably isn't sleepwalking??? Or dreaming?? He doesn't know Nisaka well enough to dream about him, oh that means this is the real Nisa-kun, um. Uh. Okay.]
I'm gonna come right back! I'm just headin' out to look for a fabric store or somethin' like that so I can keep my hands busy. What're you doin' up here anyway?
[In fairness, it's not accusatory or anything, he's genuinely curious... and sort of huffily embarrassed.]
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but, of course, now that he's being made to address his intentions here, he remembers his own embarrassment. yes, let's all just look at our feet, shall we... ]
You, [ he mumbles. ] I — wanted to thank you. And apologize. Properly. [ he's not depending on you anymore okay, it's okay for him to apologize now. ] You went to a lot of trouble for me when you didn't have to, so... thank you.
[ a pause.
and then he remembers the plastic bag hanging from his wrist. oh yes. for you...
it's just a bunch of candy... literally all he knows of mika. but they're at least not the terribly cheap kind??? ]
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Nn, it's okay~. I just would've felt bad if somethin' happened to ya like that... Are ya feelin' better today?
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though he will nod a little in answer to that. he supposes he owes the other boy that much at least. ]
I only woke up with a little hangover. [ guess all that water and jelly penguins helped after all.... ]
But I'm fine now.
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[... Well, Nisaka's given his gift, apology, and thanks... So that's probably the end of it? It's too bad Mika's friendly by nature,]
Um, do you wanna come down with me..? Fabric gets kinda heavy for one person to take back, and since yer here... Maybe you could do me a favor? I'll buy ya somethin' to eat in return, but it ain't gonna be anythin' fancy as a warnin'.
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Are you trying to loop me into an endless cycle of returning favors?
[ it sounds like nisaka's refusing, especially when he's already turning towards the elevator, except he looks over his shoulder at the other after pressing the down button. ]
I'll buy my own meal.
[ so there. ]
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Thank ya! I appreciate the help! I'll make ya a scarf or somethin' if ya want, I ain't as good as Oshi-san or Aoba-chan-senpai but it won't fall apart or nothin' like that~.
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[ stop... all that you are, please...
anyway, he's just gonna sigh as the door dings open and he steps through, pressing the button for the bottom floor again. a scarf, though... ]
Don't make one for me, but...
[ he'd been looking for more winter gear just the other day...
idly, he fiddles with the collar of his shirt. ]
If you can teach me how to make one, that'd be fine.
[ that way, technically, it's not another thing he has to repay??? ish??? ]
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sunsu
Mika will find a pair of black leather gloves and one whack-and-unwrap chocolate orange waiting on his bed whenever he returns to his room. No note or anything, but he might notice Kurapika received the same]
12/20; delivery
Mika-san! Merry Sunsui to you, I hope you've been well! I'm sorry if this is too straightforward, but...I think I can understand how are you feeling, even if just a little. It was really tough without Chika-chan around, that's why I thought that a guardian angel might be a right present for you. He'll watch out for you just like Shu-san does. That's just what I thought, it's...it's really embarrassing now that I wrote it, isn't it? But I hope you'll like it even if just a little.
Riko ]
12/20; delivery
Thank you, Mister Secret Santa. I wish you happy holidays.
Hibiki ]
sunsu
I heard that you like sewing, so I hope this is okay. Enjoy the holiday.]
christmas
It's a small thing, perhaps modest by all accounts. Roxas isn't someone who has dabbled much in making anything that wasn't code, but he's collected some scrap material and yarn that Mika might've had no use for and made him a star-shaped pin-cushion. Because it's his motif, alright?
There are already a few needles stuck in it, to make clear what it's supposed to be. And one needle keeps a little note in place.
Merry Christmas. There's ice cream in the fridge.
And so he'll find a tub of ice cream with his name on it. It might be winter, but look, ice cream is always appropriate in his universe]
sunsu delivery!
Day 188 lockdown; text
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Honestly, it almost feels like being alone again, and it's a feeling he wishes he hadn't encountered once more.
So the nudge is a surprise, it makes him prick his finger from his sewing and he stares at the blood welling up on the tip before sticking it in his mouth, sending a small nudge back after a hesitant moment.]
!
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Hi. You okay?
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I wanna go home.
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Ah... well, I'm sure you're not the only one?
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[HE. IS NOT GOOD UNDER PRESSURE. the monitors are 100% the sort of guys that he's terrified of? that make him nervous around guys? so he was Kinda Of a wreck.]
Nn, are ya okay?
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[ Jun doesn't MEAN to brag., or even lie. It's just how Jun is, much more inclined to face a challenge and overcome it rather than get anxious. Unfortunately, under the pressure he's turning a bit more blunt than he typically allows himself to be. After all, the authoritarian tone and questioning gives Jun the heebie jeebies too, and he had to damage control his roomies on top of that.
Still. He has faced down much worse and performed under greater pressure than this... which is a thought, actually. ]
Why don't you think of it as a performance of some kind? Just not involving singing.