thenearshore | Closed with some openish??

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Closed with some openish??

Who: Jae-Ha & Others!
What: A catch-all post for various things I have planned
When: April 22nd (and maybe other dates if more stuff comes up)
Where: Various places
Warnings: None yet!

Closed to Tsuzuki

[It's only been two days, and Jae-Ha's feelings have only gotten more complicated. He waits for Tsuzuki at the door, not wanting to be so rude as to start drinking without him. Sending a simple text seems the best way to call him over, with god abilities as they are...]

I'm here now! ♥

[This was good in many ways, he thinks. Not only will he get to speak with Tsuzuki about this issue, but he'll be able to check on him, as well. He's been wondering how he's doing...]

Closed to Ukoku

[Jae-Ha's arms may be filled with bags of gardening supplies, but that doesn't stop him from soaring. He often likes to take the longer route home just to feel the breeze in his hair and watch the people below. In this particular instance, he happens to recognize one of the faces below. By now, he'd learned a few things from Hazel about this man, but it was nothing informative, really, so that just made him more curious.

He changes his direction and drops out of the sky in a rush of wind, landing elegantly a few feet away from Ukoku. As he stands, he flips his ponytail back over his shoulder with the bag still hung around his arm.]

Closed to Hazel

[After his small distraction, he's finally able to make it back to Hazel's temple. As usual, he lands in the yard and walks up to the door (the door, thankfully), but this time he calls out to Hazel without entering.]

[He raps his knuckles against the door in a few knocks and then steps back off of the porch with his bags of supplies. He's busy taking out the various seeds or plants he's brought, but most notably is a fully grown chrysanthemum in his hand. He'll pester Hazel with more calling out to him if he doesn't come out immediately.]

OPEN?? ISH??

[IF ANYONE WANTS TO DO ANYTHING feel free to spot Jae-Ha jumping around!! Or hit me up.]

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[Good, eat that soup. Jae-Ha will eat some more of his own, now that they've been talking long enough that he doesn't have to blow on it to keep it cool. He'll even stop his nudging, see? It's nice, just like this.

Maybe tomorrow night he can drink with Hazel, instead of anyone else. Thankfully, though, he's done bringing up too-serious conversations at the dinner table.]

[ANYWAY, LATER.... After they've eaten and after Jae-Ha has gone out to drink, Hazel has been

trying

to read. Trying both because he's still not entirely great at it and because, once again, he's inundated with Jae-Ha's bad feelings, which is a frustrating combination. It's distracting, sitting here all by himself and getting hit with wave after wave of frustration and sadness and everything else, and on top of that he feels bad himself for Jae-Ha...

So he gets no reading done at all. He's still awake whenever Jae-Ha finally gets home, and he's not in his room - he's just on the couch, lounging with a book laid open and face down on his chest and the lower half of his face. Are you done being sad yet, you infant??]

[By the time he gets back, Jae-Ha has had enough alcohol for five men, probably. It's fine, since he doesn't knock over any of their expensive vases and even enters through the front door. He can handle himself with everything except his emotions.

But he spots Hazel before he can even make it to the stairs. Curiously, he steps over, almost wondering if he's asleep before he realizes that there's a book there. He leans over him from the back of the couch with a smile, even if he is Definitely not done being a sad infant.]

You're still awake?

[Oh, there's the sad infant now. Hazel hears him come in and does not move, nor does he move when Jae-Ha appears giving him that stupid look over the back of the couch. After he stares up at him for a moment, he sighs and slides the book off his face. Hi.]

Y'kept me up, not that I was tryin' much to go to bed.

[Oh. Well that certainly won't help. He pulls back from the couch to stand up straight again as guilt creeps back at him for that. That's right... He's been speaking all night with Tsuzuki about such serious things, feeling whenever he could. And each time he worried about what that would be doing to Hazel, wasn't that only making it worse?]

You might be able to try now.

[Don't! Feel more guilt!! He waves a hand, dismissing that guilt as he sits up and closes the book finally.]

I'm just gettin' used to it. Ya sure do like to brood.

[He can't make Jae-Ha not feel, that's impossible, so either he'll get used to it or Jae-Ha will miraculously get past it somehow. One of them seems more likely. He's sitting sideways because of his lazy-ass lying down, so he nudges the other seat on this couch with his foot.]

C'mon, sit.

[He blinks at that, coming around the couch to sit down politely.]

Is that the feeling you get? [He's not wrong, is he? But wherever he'd been before, these feelings had been his own. He knew that much. Now, what was the point of being able to smile through things if there was someone who felt his sadness, anyway?]

What does it feel like?

[What does it feel like? It feels - bad? He didn't think he'd have to explain that part, so give him a minute.]

It's a bit of a discomfort. Somethin' like a twinge, I reckon, like a feelin' without the hows and whys.

[...This is a great explanation, right?? It's hard to explain!]

[Well, a bit of discomfort is better than any extreme pain, but he still feels bad. This is all unfair, isn't it.]

A feeling without hows and whys has been most of my time here. [So, he knows how unpleasant it is.] Sorry.

[...Point. He has the decency not to say that at least Jae-Ha's mystery feelings are at least his own, anyway. He'd be much more bitter about these phantom feelings if they were coming from someone he didn't like so much, so there is that.]

It's a strange thing to make one-sided, don't ya think? And nobody catches a break anyway.

[Hmm... what if he just... nudged Jae-Ha's leg with his foot. Stop feeling bad again.]

It's a horrible thing. How can a shinki feel like anything less than a burden if this is what they cause?

[The setup bothers him, all of this bothers him! But the nudge to his leg gets him to stop, at least for the moment. Still, he leans his head back against the couch and rests his arm across his forehead. He's probably had too much sake, which doesn't help trying to shake the brooding.]

Well, what should we do about this?

[There sure is a lot of brooding. Hazel draws a leg up to his chest to lean his arms on it, watching Jae-Ha... brood. He doesn't know what to do about it - again, there's no way to stop Jae-Ha from feeling, and to try and make him would be several different kinds of disturbed, so...]

For the record, I've had worse. [Burdens, that is. Brooding is small time!!] But what is there to do besides gettin' used to it?

[Like, he's just saying.]

A distraction, perhaps?

[He lowers his arm back to his lap, turning his head just enough to look over at Hazel. It seems unfair that Hazel should just accept and get used to every feeling. While he wouldn't expect himself to stop feeling, of course not, he still feels like it should be a balanced effort.]

Do ya know what time it is? [Just wondering... Not that it changes anything, considering they always do this, but just be aware: Hazel is aware it's late.]

What manner of distraction are we talkin' about here?

You're asking a man whose idea was to drink sake all night.

[See how that's helped??? Not at all. He holds out a hand like he's asking to see the book.] I'm open to suggestions.

Y'know this house is full to burstin' with wine. [Reminder: tiny wino is also here.

If he really wants to see the book, Hazel will pass it over... It's a cookbook. Don't shame him.]

Are you trying to impress me with more than grits?

[He's got to joke when he still has this heavy feeling of helplessness lingering over him. So he smiles, waving the book a bit at Hazel before he sets it to the side. Then he stands, reaching for Hazel's wrist to tug him along with him.]

Why don't we enjoy your wine in a happier way tomorrow? As much as I'm reminded by our first meeting by sitting on this couch with you, I'm growing restless. Let's walk in the moonlight.

[He's not trying to impress anybody!! All he does is shrug and chuckle in response, though, so who knows. This is a real mystery. It doesn't matter in the next moment anyway, when he's tugged up from the couch.]

Aren't ya always? [Like, so is he, but he's just been wandering around the same room while trying to read for all this time instead of frolicking around in the moonlight.]

Alright, let's go.

[It is worth noting that he is expecting, like, a stroll on the porch at most.]

[He pauses out on the porch once he realizes that Hazel is following along... without any shoes. Well, of course he wasn't wearing shoes at home, but—]

Aren't you wanting to avoid dirt? Either you're hoping I'll carry you or you forgot your shoes. [He won't carry him, not for this!!]

[His shoes are upstairs... Who wears shoes with their pajamas? That's weird.]

Can ya keep it to the grass? I'm not gonna stomp around in the dirt for ya.

So walking on the grass is fine?

[What a weirdo... Jae-Ha laughs, leading them down the steps of the porch and onto the grass. Alright. They'll walk around on this.]

The night still feels young. I wouldn't have been able to sleep if I tried.

[Grass isn't straight up dirt, it's fine. He's perfectly content to walk around in the grass barefoot, apparently... don't question it.]

Well, I'll believe that. All this time and I've only seen ya tired once.

[all this, like, week and a half.]

Exhaustion isn't beautiful.

[So he hides it, probably. Most of the time he can deal with little sleep, anyway. He's just going to walk along, adjusting his pace to be sure he's arm and arm with Hazel, and looking at the moon.]

From how you've answered my messages, you don't seem to get much sleep, either.

[Wow... That's silly. Hazel laughs at him for it, because it's silly, but it's only a short laugh.]

I don't much. It's somethin' I've grown used to.

[And here he is, making it worse... Woops. That's kind of sad. He can't even ask him why, or about himself, because it feels awkward not having anything to share back. Hmm.]

Look, the dragon looks nice there, doesn't it? [He stops his walking just enough to point over at the garden. Sure enough, he's set the dragon up like some sort of little guardian.]

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