[Hikaru's 'job' is being a social influencer. Not like he has to leave Taichi's room much unless there's some location that's making a buzz. Then Hikaru's all about going out to go get a picture. But since losing his twin, Hikaru's become way more anti-social. It isn't a good habit but it is what it is. Which is why he's never said a word to Juza and kind of goes about avoiding him. He does not know him and doesn't even know what he'd talk about with him.
But even Hikaru isn't so much of an unfeeling asshole to just ignore what sounds like Juza dying? He runs out without much thought, almost afraid to see somebody tried to break in or something. Instead, he just sees Juza and it looks like he's choking? Looks like Hikaru's not going to get to enjoy not seeing him for much longer.]
〔 Dying of spice right now pushes the—lack of—social customs they've established between each other out of the way. Juza makes some sound of a kind, supposedly an answer to the question as Hikaru suddenly stands there and he turns around. His face is red—rather than choking and blue—and his throat 's burning. Wide-eyed, he can't believe the chocolate betrayed him......
Something to drink, his mind finally jumps to. So without giving any legible reply Juza just about puts his entire head under the tap and turns it on-- only to find the water 's not doing anything but swishing the spice around in his mouth. Now he's dying coughing from it getting down the wrong pipe too.
Eventually, though: 〕 Milk...— 〔 "Or else" it sounds like, for a lack of Juza having the wits about him to deviate from his scowling nature. Not that he'd actually beat Hikaru up even if he didn't go to the fridge. 〕
[Hikaru is not much help during this display. Unsurprisingly. His eyes are as wide as Juza's, confused what is happening. But Hikaru sees no blood or anything, Juza is obviously moving around just fine so he's...okay? Right?
He's not.
And Hikaru jumps when Juza makes his demand, running to go get him the milk right away. Juza has never been too scary to him before this moment but Hikaru has enough sense about what he's supposed to do when a guy like Juza makes demands.
〔 Juza's display of angry desperation doesn't end until he's chugging the milk. Straight out of the carton—if anything's left in it, better get a new one. And even after that he's got a look on his face. All the pain and turmoil in his eyes meets Hikaru, but isn't meant for him.
Something between a cough, a pant and a burp follow his setting down the milk and Juza wiping his wrist over his mouth. 〕
The chocolate...
〔 Anguish sorta glints in his eyes as he glances back at the wrapping paper, the package that's some ways pushed across the kitchen counter. He makes a fist that bunches the front of his T-shirt. Heartburn from sweets...... the way old folks get. They don't talk, but this 's saying more than a thousand words, almost like; this time Hikaru gets the look in Juza's eyes full force.
[Why does Juza look like he's been betrayed? The chocolate? Did it go down the wrong way? But he'd acted like somebody who had something too spicy for them? His eyes stray to the chocolate wrapper and he goes to pick it up, thinking it's one of those dark chocolates that has some chili pepper in it.
But instead sees 'STUPID SPICY' and when reading it more, he starts snickering. He can't help it. He loves pranks and even if Taichi didn't mean for it to be one, it was what he had done.]
Taichi. He left it out for me to eat with him. [Taichi didn't tell him but Taichi's also been amazed by Hikaru's ability to eat anything spicy without showing any emotion.] It's some spice challenge thing. He probably wanted me to eat it to see if I'd be affected.
[ Hey, don't laugh. Juza's eyes are still watering, so that kinda messes up his usual expression, for better or for worse. But Hikaru standing over the empty box and giggling coaxes him to take a look as well.
The 'stupid' part of stupid spicy is about him, isn't it...... A glare that didn't have much shape to it turns into a frown. ] Oh... I didn't see—
[ Then—reflexively—into something defensive. He can't just reveal how badly into sweets he is...! So bad, that he ate the chocolate Taichi got for his boyfriend. Such a sweet tooth, that he didn't even think, much less look, twice. A real bonehead for candy. And not that good at hiding his vice, on top. He's never successfully lied about his habit. ]
M-my bad. Thought it'd be interesting to try... [ But he can't just come out 'n say it at a time like this. ] The... [ *Gulp* ] spiciness...... I'm into it.
[Hikaru is perceptive. While he can never quite figure himself out, or anything in regards to himself, he can always figure someone else out fairly easily. But it helps that Juza is not good at hiding things apparently.
Though Hikaru has never talked to Juza outside of a simple greeting and these are more words than the two have shared since Hikaru just moved in without asking. But he has noticed the sweets that just appear and then just disappear. Not that Hikaru cares. He doesn't like sweets that much. But he still notices.]
You never ate the other spicy things Taichi's brought in.
[ Any acting capabilities are second to his love for sweets. And stunted by this system shock of spice. ]
Uh...... [ Of course he didn't. ] Always said he bought 'em for himself or you, so I wouldn't. [ Now, someone looks guilty. Or is it still more the regret of razing his tastebuds to the ground? ]
Sorry. [ Juza brushes it off with the word and leaves his template delinquent demeanor to cover his tracks, a shrug. ]
[Hikaru knows there's something more to this story. Hikaru isn't always smart but he's good at poking his nose into people's business and figuring them out for his own benefit. He knows he can crack this one. It's good to know more about the person he's living with anyway. He tries to think about it since Juza just seems embarrassed. There hasn't been any other foods that he's tried to take. Hikaru's foods are only ever stolen by Taichi.
So what's different? It only takes a moment of thinking it over, as he stares at the chocolate wrapper, before he's reminded of one person: Honey, who would probably give up anything just to be able to eat dessert.
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But even Hikaru isn't so much of an unfeeling asshole to just ignore what sounds like Juza dying? He runs out without much thought, almost afraid to see somebody tried to break in or something. Instead, he just sees Juza and it looks like he's choking? Looks like Hikaru's not going to get to enjoy not seeing him for much longer.]
You good...? [He clearly is not, Hikaru.]
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Something to drink, his mind finally jumps to. So without giving any legible reply Juza just about puts his entire head under the tap and turns it on-- only to find the water 's not doing anything but swishing the spice around in his mouth. Now he's
dyingcoughing from it getting down the wrong pipe too.Eventually, though: 〕 Milk...— 〔 "Or else" it sounds like, for a lack of Juza having the wits about him to deviate from his scowling nature. Not that he'd actually beat Hikaru up even if he didn't go to the fridge. 〕
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He's not.
And Hikaru jumps when Juza makes his demand, running to go get him the milk right away. Juza has never been too scary to him before this moment but Hikaru has enough sense about what he's supposed to do when a guy like Juza makes demands.
He hands him the damn milk.]
What happened...?
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Something between a cough, a pant and a burp follow his setting down the milk and Juza wiping his wrist over his mouth. 〕
The chocolate...
〔 Anguish sorta glints in his eyes as he glances back at the wrapping paper, the package that's some ways pushed across the kitchen counter. He makes a fist that bunches the front of his T-shirt. Heartburn from sweets...... the way old folks get. They don't talk, but this 's saying more than a thousand words, almost like; this time Hikaru gets the look in Juza's eyes full force.
He's not okay...... the betrayal. 〕
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But instead sees 'STUPID SPICY' and when reading it more, he starts snickering. He can't help it. He loves pranks and even if Taichi didn't mean for it to be one, it was what he had done.]
Taichi. He left it out for me to eat with him. [Taichi didn't tell him but Taichi's also been amazed by Hikaru's ability to eat anything spicy without showing any emotion.] It's some spice challenge thing. He probably wanted me to eat it to see if I'd be affected.
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The 'stupid' part of stupid spicy is about him, isn't it...... A glare that didn't have much shape to it turns into a frown. ] Oh... I didn't see—
[ Then—reflexively—into something defensive. He can't just reveal how badly into sweets he is...! So bad, that he ate the chocolate Taichi got for his boyfriend. Such a sweet tooth, that he didn't even think, much less look, twice. A real bonehead for candy. And not that good at hiding his vice, on top. He's never successfully lied about his habit. ]
M-my bad. Thought it'd be interesting to try... [ But he can't just come out 'n say it at a time like this. ] The... [ *Gulp* ] spiciness...... I'm into it.
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[Hikaru is perceptive. While he can never quite figure himself out, or anything in regards to himself, he can always figure someone else out fairly easily. But it helps that Juza is not good at hiding things apparently.
Though Hikaru has never talked to Juza outside of a simple greeting and these are more words than the two have shared since Hikaru just moved in without asking. But he has noticed the sweets that just appear and then just disappear. Not that Hikaru cares. He doesn't like sweets that much. But he still notices.]
You never ate the other spicy things Taichi's brought in.
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Uh...... [ Of course he didn't. ] Always said he bought 'em for himself or you, so I wouldn't. [ Now, someone looks guilty. Or is it still more the regret of razing his tastebuds to the ground? ]
Sorry. [ Juza brushes it off with the word and leaves his template delinquent demeanor to cover his tracks, a shrug. ]
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So what's different? It only takes a moment of thinking it over, as he stares at the chocolate wrapper, before he's reminded of one person: Honey, who would probably give up anything just to be able to eat dessert.
And then he's grinning.]
You can't resist sweets, can you?