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[razzledazzles]

Who: Jae-Ha & Sanji
What: bonding
When: June 3
Where: A bar somewhere in the near shore
Summary: Jae-Ha reminds Sanji they should get drinks together!

[So, it has been arranged that they meet at one of Jae-Ha's favorite little places in the near shore. They can't be noticed most of the time, but he's learned well enough from his own bar hopping how to keep the attention long enough to get their drinks, so he can handle that part. All he had to do was text Sanji the invitation, the directions, and wait there for him. He'd gotten there first, of course, knowing the location and being able to simply jump out of the sky.

He waits at the bar, already with a cup of sake in his own hand. It's fine if he's starting the drinking already, surely. The moment he spots Sanji, he raises a hand to wave him over.]

Hello there! It wasn't too difficult to find, was it?

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[concasse]

[By now, Sanji has visited the near shore a number of times. No more excuses for him, he's aware of what it means to be a shinki in the world of the living, yet the lack of a general greeting - like he's not even there - still prickles uncomfortably at his spine. He's prefers being unnoticed when it suits him, not as a rule of thumb.

Doubly depressing when it's a cutie ignoring him. Feh.

But today, he's not at the bar to pick up a date (not yet, anyway). This is because Jae-Ha remembered their promise to meet up for drinks, and even a guy like Sanji can be moved by a gesture. He parts the crowd, no one sparing a glance in his direction, and eventually slides into his seat at Jae-Ha's beckoning.]

No, pretty easy.

[He's dressed in a suit, 3-piece, having ditched the cape and princely look. Don't ask him why, he just feels more comfortable in this outfit]

Thanks for inviting me.

[razzledazzles]

There's no way that I could forget an invitation like this. I'm glad you could make it.

[Nevermind that he once invited so many people drinking at once that his schedule filled and he forgot about like half of them. He tries really hard. Just one invitation at a time seems to be the way to go, and so he smiles and raises his sake cup in greeting to Sanji, waving his other hand and slapping at the bar to get the bartender's attention.]

What would you like? Be quick, or I'll have to grab his attention again.

[concasse]

[Shit, Jae-Ha, let him take off his coat first!]

I don't-- uh, rum and coke--!

[The first thing that blurts from Sanji's mouth, and he's not certain if he'll like it, either. His expression twists, sours, and then ends on a subtle pout.

Has he mentioned how much he hates being without memories?]

Just for that, if it tastes like shit, you're paying for it.

[razzledazzles]

[Jae-Ha laughs like that, clearly pleased at how caught off guard Sanji was. He loves it.]

If that's the case, it will be my treat, don't worry! [He can probably pay for all of this, since his god is rolling in the money and he doesn't even have to work... But he'll keep that to himself and maybe just subtly pay at the end when Sanji is sloshed.]

Have you been adjusting well?

[concasse]

[Hmph. The bastard can't even be subtle in his enjoyment. Sanji's regretting this night already, and he isn't even buzzed.]

Getting by. [Two words that hold some grumpy connotations if Sanji's tone is anything to go by. He sighs and finishes pulling off his coat jacket before draping it over his chair, then settles back with one leg neatly folded over the other.]

Wouldn't mind a cuter god, but at least I got a whole shitty floor to myself.

[razzledazzles]

So you've reached a truce?

[That's all he can assume. When they first met, Jae-Ha had wondered if Sanji meant he'd been here before with his word choice, but his actions had proven that wrong pretty quickly. Rebelling and fighting against his god is what Jae-Ha had done the first time he arrived, as well.]

What kind of person is your god? Tell me all about it, I'd love to hear. [He's nosy.]

[concasse]

[Yes, the guy is super nosy, but nothing improves Sanji's mood like talking shit about Yosuke. Even better when their drinks arrive, the bartender having proved himself able to focus long enough to pass Sanji his glass. He takes a sip, laments on the watered-down flavor, and then starts his tale of woe.]

...

...

No shitty idea~!

[razzledazzles]

[This guy is an amusing character already. Jae-Ha thinks he made a great decision to drink with him. He lowers his own cup just slightly.]

Have you not spoken much, or is it something else?

[concasse]

He's not my type.

[Said dryly between a swallow, but he doesn't want anyone getting the wrong idea, and so quickly amends:]

No, no, not that -- it's not the kid's fault I don't like taking orders.

But also he's some scrawny, whining brat whose angry I don't kiss his ass.

[razzledazzles]

You got a kid? [Ah, that does sound annoying. He gives Sanji a long, sympathetic glance as he takes another sip of his sake, thinking it over.]

How strange. Most of the gods I know are reluctant to be in their position, as well. But if your god is younger, that may explain his behavior. How rebellious.

[concasse]

Mah, well. [There's a hint of an apology in that pause, Sanji having to amend again]

Y'know what? I don't know how young the guy is. Just assumed I was older. [Let's be honest here; Sanji looks like he's halfway through his twenties at least, so anyone who's a teenager is a brat in his eyes.]

... Still whines all the damned time. [With that, he tips his glass back and drains the rest of the alcohol before gently placing it back on the table]

Aaaah... if only a cool beauty like Lara-chwan would take me in~ Then I'd truly be in heaven~! ♥ [Huehue-- HUEHUEHUEHEUE--]

[razzledazzles]

I've yet to meet someone named Lara. Is she new, as well?

[He doesn't even find Sanji's behavior odd. He thinks this is all fair...] I can understand how painful it must be not to have a cute girl as a god. After all, my first god was a cute girl. If it weren't for her, I probably wouldn't have warmed up to the idea so quickly.

...Still, it sounds as if you and your current god are a perfect match. [Both whiners,]

1/2

[concasse]

-- I WILL LAUNCH YOUR ASS THROUGH THE WALL --

[Sanji doesn't need to break the fourth wall to know that was a bullshit comment.

He and his god are a match, feh--!]

[concasse]

[It's not the resting part Sanji needs to worry about; in fact, the moment his head hits the pillow and Jae-Ha slips out the room, the blond sleeps like an infant through the night, body refusing to so much as twitch for any reason. It's practically a second death, which leaves Sanji grumpy when he finally rouses himself in the morning.

The shitty-awful headache probably has something to do with it, too.

Whimpering despite himself, he shoves the nearest pillow over his head to block out any sunlight streaking through the window. Just... fuck. Is there a patron God of Hangovers he can kick in the balls? The possibility is the only thing to keep him going, from tripping over the bed covers to somehow materializing into what he guesses is a kitchen.

Don't ask him how he got there. The trip is a blur, every detail broken down into their basic components of light or sound, both of which attack his temples like toddlers slamming together pots and pans. The moment his ass finds a chair, he sits, burrows his head in his folded arms, and uh... falls back asleep for another 30 minutes.

He's never drinking with Jae-Ha again.

But give it another hour; once the man sneaks in one last nap, a change folds over the kitchen, and it abruptly sings with noise: slapping pans, the tinkle of utensils, produce being rearranged on a counter. Then next come the smells of food being made, to greet the other two inhabitants of the temple.]

[razzledazzles]

[Jae-Ha had helpfully shut the door behind Sanji, wandering upstairs and across the house to change into his PJs and crawl into bed with Hazel. His explanation had been a simple sentence, a sudden "The man I was drinking with couldn't hold his liquor, so he's in a bedroom downstairs." He follows it with a kiss, like that might help make it okay, and then settles nicely against the pillows and wraps an arm over Hazel. Thanks babe.

They sleep as they usually do, so regardless of how much sleep Hazel actually gets, Jae-Ha is curled up against and around him, not letting him free until he stirs himself. What makes him stir is the sound and smell coming from downstairs. He nearly thinks that Hazel might have slipped away anyway, but a slight shift of his arm tells him that he's right here, still at his side. Another second of pause, and the food smells too delicious to be either of their cooking.

He blinks, surprised, and sits upright in bed. It takes yet another moment to remember that he had left someone downstairs, and then he's just wondering if he really was messing with the kitchen when surely he had a massive hangover.

He hops out of bed, slipping some pants and his boots on as he gives Hazel a look, assuming he's awake. The look says he's just as confused, please don't ask. They can walk down to the kitchen together...]

[churchbelle]

[Jae-Ha is real lucky Hazel doesn't want to spend all night investigating what the hell he's doing now, because he's really not down for random people spending the night!! But he's fine, he's not making a scene, he goes to sleep and doesn't fuss about someone being in the house.

He's awake before Jae-Ha but doesn't actually get up, because he's also too confused to go meet Jae-Ha's drinking friends in his kitchen without Jae-Ha, so he just kind of lies there until Jae-Ha is up. He's keeping his pjs on while they shuffle downstairs.

And sure enough, somebody is in his kitchen, cooking his food... This is tentatively alright. You know, because it smells like good food.]

Well, one of ya better handle the introductions. [c'mon drunks let's hear it]

[concasse]

[A proper introduction require speaking, which requires a degree of civilness, which means both men are better off asking for a unicorn on wheels. The other guy gets a free pass because Sanji has no idea who he is, but if he could set fire to Jae-Ha's hair right now--

Pointing a spatula at the green-haired cretin while he nurses his forehead against his free hand. Yes, you, introduce him, seeing as he's still putting the finishing touches on your god-damned breakfast.]

Nnn.

[razzledazzles]

[Jae-Ha has to hide his leggy and that's the only reason. He's wearing one of his goofy dragon t-shirts, featuring some sort of green dragon beer. This is subtle and fine.

But ah, he hopes Hazel isn't angry. The breakfast smells amazing, so Jae-Ha presses his hands together and slides somewhere between them.]

Ah, right! Hazel, this is Sanji, a new shinki who arrived during that last incident. Sanji, this is Hazel, my god and boyfriend. It seems Sanji can't hold his liquor at all, and then forgot the directions to his own temple, so I—

[Oh, wait, he can see the plates of food from here, so now he's peering closer, looking interested.]

Wow! You didn't tell me you could cook! [He is a shinki, Jae-Ha...]

[churchbelle]

[He's puzzled... They're going to have breakfast with this hangover on legs? Is anyone going to talk besides Jae-Ha pointing out the obvious?? Hoo boy.]

Pleasure's mine. Y'know, we got aspirin, somewhere... [He'll just go shove his head in a cabinet looking for medicine, helpfully. Carry on!!]

[concasse]

Would you be quiet already! Some of us are in pain!

[Ah, there's his voice. Sorry about that, must've gotten lodged in his nose or something. And Sanji will swat at Jae-Ha with the same spatula if he tries to get too close to the goods, though until such an event occurs, he stands with both arms folded and his teeth gnashing like an irate shark.

He's making his headache worse, but ooooh, it's worth it now.]

And whose fault is it that I drank too much, eh?? You should be making me breakfast to take responsibility! Your god gets his plate first, you damned bastard!

[razzledazzles]

[This is how he makes friends, Hazel. Drinking and pissing people off. Jae-Ha does, in fact, reach to try and sneak a bit of food, but his hand is smacked away before he can manage. Jae-Ha laughs, pulling back in retreat.]

It wouldn't have been beautiful to leave you in the near shore as you were. People were beginning to stare.

[But he won't discuss his own beauty of letting Sanji get that far in the first place, that's right. He's just going to step on over to where Hazel is looking through cabinets for aspirin.] But it's a one time thing, I promise. [Sorry Hazel,,, Not so sorry to Sanji,]

[churchbelle]

[Shouting, shouting at breakfast!! Hazel sighs into the cabinet.]

For God's sake, you're both drinkin' and havin' breakfast on my dime, so hush already. [Ah, here's the aspirin. He turns back around to plunk the little bottle on the counter.] Unless Jae-Ha here put a gun to your head and made ya drink, besides, just take it like a grown adult and have your pill.

[See, they. Don't have guests very often. Anyway, food.]

[concasse]

Bastard, no one noticed us... [Voice turning into a petulant snarl, the majority of it directed at Jae-Ha's turned back. He doesn't look much impressed with Hazel's contribution either, but uh. Guy's got a point. Sanji does recall Jae-Ha mentioning that this temple rakes in a considerable amount of money on donations alone...

But there's a small detail that needs correcting first.] No, only you two are eating; I'm taking off soon. [A shrug, as he gratefully takes that aspirin] No point in overstaying my welcome.

[It's not that he doesn't feel included, but sorry boys, this was originally designed to be a cook'n run. A silent "thank you" for lending him the bedroom last night, and all the better since that way he could pretend he hadn't done shit. Cooking for dudes isn't in his contract.

... Technically, cooking isn't in his contract, either, not to Sanji's knowledge. He stares through the small bottle and directs his gaze elsewhere] You might kick me out anyway if this shit doesn't taste good; it's my first time making it.

[At least he warned everyone]

[razzledazzles]

[Sanji!!! Look at all of this tsun. Jae-Ha moves back over, picking up the pill bottle to wiggle in his face. Take one, scrub.]

This does wonders, I promise. You should stay for just a little while! It will be much more difficult for me to get away with allowing you to spend the night if you leave immediately. [As if that's supposed to convince him to stay? While he's trying to get Sanji to take his medicine, he waves his free hand at Hazel, turning to smile at him.]

Hazel, dear, I believe he's saying you should try it! It smells wonderful. He won't serve you any more than this since he gets embarrassed. [He's asking to be hit at this point...]

[churchbelle]

[Hazel feels like the least energetic person in the room, and he's not even hungover. Lord have mercy. But alright... Jae-Ha, dear......]

Start wavin' my utensils around again and I really will throw ya out, just for the record. [That's for Sanji, since comical tsundere violence at whatever o'clock in the morning is just not his style. But he nudges Jae-Ha the hell out of the way himself, because he's going to try some of this food!!! Clear a space for his tiny self. That omelette is mysterious, so he'll go for the french toast first...]

Well, it ain't bad at all.