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d404535c52de9bfec7909426db4bf29d61fb2bb2.jpg Name: Miyako Alter: 5-6 Jahre alt Charakter: Das anhängliche, verplapperte Mädchen mit den kleinen Oni-Hörnern ist, wie viele von Lord Hideyoshis Zeitgenossen, dem alten Mann durchaus ergiebig. Jedes einzelne Wort ihres Herren will selbst jener Jungspund befolgen, der gerade einmal das Schreiben lernt - ein loyales Mauerblümchen, das viel zu schnell eingeschnappt scheint, damit lässt sich die kleine, etwas verzogene Göre vielleicht am Besten beschreib…

"This isn't about me.", he intervened. When had this started and why on earth was he the main focus of their project now? Gin felt bad, especially if that meant that Kosuke was just adhering to all of his wishes. "You should feel comfortable in your own four walls, and if you do, like, right now, then I don't want you to change anything.", Gin set straight. Why would he? There was no need for him to believe that he could be anything but a nuisance to this man, but at the same time, they were try…

"Lots of empty space if we rearrange a bit." But maybe that was just him, without knowing how futile this scenario truly was. He could only hope to make a quick buck off of something like that, or to get his hands on enough free time to get his dear Kosuke some much needed help; in the end, however, he wasn't doing so great, was he now? It was stupid to think that maybe he did, or that eventually he would - they both lived their own lives in a weird way of co-depending on their own jobs no less,…

"Kosuke, calm down. It's anything but too crude, you know? And besides, maybe it suffices if we just fill some of the empty space with memories?", he offered. There'd be trinkets at almost every festival that they could attend, and if he were honest, there were a lot that he wanted to see, even if some of them were rather specific to certain regions, which meant they'd need more than a simple daytrip and therefore, were kind of inaccessible to either of them. It sucked, truly did, though he knew…

"And yet it's your home, isn't it? Theres no need to be shy, you know, but not having the right funds can be a limiting experience, I can imagine?", he guessed. Gin himself was no interior decoration whizz, but all in all, he'd gotten a few hand-me-downs and oder scrap over the years, that - unsurprisingly, in his opinion at the very least - did their jobs fairly well, even if he had to upcycle them at one point or another. Something like new upholstery, or fixing holes in leather were easier sa…

Kosuke was a sweetheart, one that Gin couldn't resist, but also one that he didn't know if he should rely on. This guy had it hard enough as was, he didn't need a nagging whore in his own four walls, which was why he felt especially inclined to praise him for whatever little thing he did, it seemed. Even if that weren't the case, though, he wondered if he'd still get away with more than that, or if he was forever and always doomed to just keep in line with what had been dismissed by his own, unr…

"Huh? Why? You're fine.", he chuckled. "Oh, I was spacing out, I thought you were gone? Well, more half-asleep than spacing out anyway.", he admitted with a bit of a toothy smile. Gin was, as all things in life could be, someone that did nothing but adhere to the rules that he was provided with and every now and then, he acted out the slightest bit, be it because he generally needed to, or because he was somewhat nervous. As his thoughts got the better of him, he'd not even realized how much tim…

Under any other circumstance, Gin wouldn't have fallen asleep where he did - he felt save with Ko, of all people, and what was more, he was losing his mind about the little things that made almost no sense to others. A little bit of gratitude went a long way, especially if one didn't hand it to a lot of people in the first place - but Kosuke deserved it, he figured, for being there for him, for being such a nice person no less. Gin slept well, surprisingly so, but what mattered more, was the fac…

Kosukes reactions were almost cute if he thought about it, but Gin couldn't blurt that out - maybe he'd undermine this guys ... pride, which was something he didn't want to do. Sure, he had gifted him an adorable little sea lizard, twice (kinda) and had already drawn comparisons to it, but he was fairly certain that Kosuke was taking it as some sort of joke, too, and thus, was also unable to get mad at something ridiculous like that. "I switched with a coworker that still owed me something. If I…

Gin wanted nothing but to sleep at this point, he had gotten exhausted and was - for the lack of a better word - not really into talking anymore - and yet, Kosuke managed to grind his gears with as few words as ever. In a desperate attempt to make him shut up and stop calling himself an idiot, or anything that even closely related to the word dumb, he bit this guy in the chest, sort of hard at that. "You're not stupid, stop calling yourself that.", he insisted soon thereafter and wrapped his own…

"I get you, but don't worry. I'm safe, I think? ... That sounds so unconvincing. My boss isn't a bad man, and the moment I paid off my debt, I'll go back to studying, I think. I'll get you your highschool diploma, and if it's the last thing I do!", Gin spoke with a rather erratic fanfare. Maybe he shouldn't do this type of stuff, he figured, but on the other hand, why shouldn't he? There was no reason for him to just not help someone that would always watch out for him, no matter what. At least …

That was the easiest way for Gin to explain it, and yet, maybe he was wrong in the end - could he even be? At the very least he wasn't entirely confident in his answer, especially when Kosuke asked again. "Not really? But still. It sort of fits?", he answered in a rather lax tone. Why wouldn't it? Gin was having the time of his life tonight, it seemed, and for now, thinking about things like one-night-stands, relationships and eventualities hadn't even crossed his mind, well, until Kosuke had sa…

This place wasn't bad, not at all, and Gin could get used to it if he were honest - as if it were a little sweet spot that he couldn't always access, couldn't always come back to, but when he did, it was all nice and homely. The two of them were quite the find, huh? The Tokage was quickly moved around as soon as he tried to hit the hay, but when he found that there was no real use for it - it was mostly in the way - he abandoned it on the floor next to the mattress and giggled to himself, as if …

His sudden idea seemed to surprise Kosuke the slightest bit and Gin had to admit that he was a bit too straightforward with that little request of his. All in all, he simply had figured that it would be the best course of action - they couldn’t quite oversleep and he’d save money for a taxi, before he’d walk back tomorrow, when even the seediest parts of town were safer. If he was in luck, maybe he’d just stop by at the brothel earlier and doll himself up there - that way, he’d avoid going home …

Then no cleaning for Kosuke - Gin had the perfect silly outfit for that in mind, but if he wasn't allowed to, he'd leave it at that and not pester this poor man about it any longer. Or should he? No, that was silly. For now, he stayed close and absorbed every little scene, so much so that even the harder-hitting ones were getting to him. Whenever he found himself particularly sad about something in the movie, he realized, he reached for his beer, which eventually wound up being empty, but he did…

"Yes. Sure, there's a few things you could do to make it even cozier, but other than that, I don't see why it wouldn't be.", Gin elaborated, meaning every word he spouted. Kosukes ego seemed rather fragile when it came down to it and he didn't want to be the one to hurt and shatter this poor soul completely; sure, fine-tuning was all that any place needed, but maybe Gin just wanted to help - help someone out that couldn't help himself, or rather wasn't capable of extending some time toward his o…

Whatever had changed in this guys demeanor had led to one of many things, but most importantly to the insecurity that stemmed from his voice. Gin felt bad, he should have been more appreciative, but he cuddled close instead and tried his earnest to soothe the nerves of a man that he wanted to feel loved right then and there. Soothing someone was his strong suit, was it not? That’s why they all always flocked to him, like scared sheep sought out a dog or their shepherd for comfort - even if his w…

Poor bugger - the nervousness ruined this guy from the inside out and Gin was the one that could only smile at him. Was it wrong to sit on Tokage and not the floor? Why was ... god, Kosuke was a mess and Gin took ages to realize that. Just now, when he was fumbling with himself, those sheets, the jacket, everything, even while shuffling back and forth between rooms - but Gin let him, for now. Why would he hassle him? He wanted Kosuke to sit down, to get comfortable and to enjoy himself as well; …

With the two Tokages in tow, they somehow made it to Kosukes apartment - rather silently at that. Not that Gin minded it in particular, it simply struck him as odd the moment he started thinking about it. Why weren't they talking now? He blamed the nervousness that had settled in and the realisation that, all in all, he was a rather tired guy after all the work today, happy to have some silence and anticipate what would come next. For a bit, he figured that it might be a rather mean-spirited way…

Kosuke was right - he needed to stop worrying about everything. Nothing was serious, really, not at this point in time, and even if the two of them were kind of into a few things, that didn't mean that they needed to act like they'd some sort of respect to uphold with one another. Kosuke had seen him, experienced who he truly was and Gin could only sigh as that realisation finally came to fruition. It was, what it had to be, right? That was all his fault, in one way or the other. "I'll stop worr…