[Kel's wrong. He is special. He's Kel. To Sunny, he's one of the most special people in the world; he cares for his friend deeply, and misses him too.]
i have food [But, no, he hasn't eaten.]
is it eren? he brings me food too but we haven't met [Because they're played by the same person.]
[Kel's being really insistent about this. It goes so far as to irritate Sunny, though he can attribute that to his miserable mood. He just wants to hide in his room with the lights off, not sit around sharing food and trying to make conversation - something he's already miserable at.
[But Kel is his friend. Why does he always push them away? He feels overwhelmed. He considers just putting the phone aside and going back to sleep.]
ok we can eat just come in
[His house is a mess. What does it matter? The overgrowth has left things damaged on the inside and out. Sunny hasn't put any work into fixing it himself, but he's vaguely aware of Aubrey helping. He hasn't bothered to hide the torn-out sketchbook pages that now litter the ground in the living room. The images are strange, unsettling. His pile of stuffed animals and soft things has many torn apart friends...
[Sunny keeps the lights off. He goes to sit on the couch.]
Well... I will try my best to know him and let you know what kind of person he is, if you want.
[Kel can be... a lot. HE's aware of this but he also doubts that Sunny would open the door so easily anyway if he didn't insist. It took him months to get Sunny outside last time. He's just... he may be making mistakes theere but he's trying.
Someday Sunny will probably kick him out, but he's also prepared for that.]
On my way, buddy!
[It takes him a good ten minutes to get there, trying to pack the food even if he doesn't have a proper bag and wondering what to bring there. He owns... very little, so in the end Kel just... hops there after grabbing a pillow. At least, in case, he will at least have a place where to sit down. When he enters Sunny's place he annonced himself and tried to let some light come in through the door. He does... find himself staring at the notebook pages on the floor for longer than he'd like. Between Aubrey's words about Sunny not 'being okay' and how much he personally knows now... it worries him. Still, he bends forward picking up one of the drawings and smiling while trying to see his friend in the dark. Okay, Kel, time to be 'Kel'.]
Man, I didn't know you were an artist. I need to see if I can find you a pack of colors!
[Kel enters, and the light feels blinding. Sunny is trying to work up his voice to greet his friend when Kel picks up the sketchbook page. Sunny sits straight up on the couch.]
[Okay, that was the wrong step to take, wasn't it? He put it down, between the arms of one of the stuffed animals. Okay, if it's a sensitive subject he will be careful about it. At least a bit. He will still pay attention to the scribbles, but at least try to be discreet about them.]
Okay, okay, sorry, I didn't plan to steal any of your art, really. [He spends a moment just... staring at Sunny. Become coming back there he spent almost a week staring at his pale face in the hospital whenever they visited him or Basil and it's almost surreal to see him without a bandage on his eye.] I... I got ramen noodles! And bread. I ate most of the rest already but I want to eat with you too. should I... prepare the table or something?
[Kel drops the sketchbook page, and Sunny breathes out a little sigh. Hasn't Aubrey cleaned these up a few times now? How do they keep finding their way all over the floor like that?]
I...missed you too. [Sunny doesn't have a microwave, but he does have a lot of (frankly, unused) pots, pans, and utensils; he points to a container of food on the small table in front of him, however.]
[Okay, Sunny is protective of the sketches, so now he really... wonders what the deal is with those, it may hold more information about his mental state. That being said: Sunny's well being comes before any of Kel's possible investigations.]
That's good! I mean, not good because I'd rather know you happy, but now your buddy is here. [If allowed, he'd walk closer and give the other young man's shoulder a gentle squeeze, if not he'll just... start moving around and look at what can be prepared.]
Nah. I know you won't believe this but I had enough food to be almost full now. [It's a lie. He likes to eat, with his lifestyle he burns a lot of calories,, but he's also stranagely aware of how thin the other is and he's not going to take any food from Sunny.]
Maybe I can make ramen for both of us? And... you said you weren't feeling well, want to talk about it?
[Kel talks more than enough for the both of them. Sometimes, Sunny appreciates that; right now, it's overwhelming. He stays where he is on the couch, nodding about the ramen - realizing too late that it looks like he's nodding about the talking.
[But friends tell each other...what they can...right?]
I got hurt. [Start there.
[He holds out a pale, skinny arm. It's marred with a deep, gnarled scar, curling over almost the entire length - bicep, elbow, forearm, wrist...
[Kel can talk for three, really, and even if he's painfully aware he needs to learn to listen to Sunny more... right now it does't seem the right time. At the nod he's already placing pans on the stove, more than he actually needs, and starting to warm up water. A few years ago he would have made a mess cooking anything, but his big brother responsabilities occasionally got him in the kitchen more than a few times so... he WILL try his best for his friends as well.
He stops, though, at Sunny's words, the prepackaged ramen just sitting on a bowl while the water is still warming up.]
You got- hurt? [Shit. Again. Well, technically not 'again' considerinng this Sunny was never assaulted by Basil, but... he steps back to reach Sunny's side again, looking down at the arm and trying to keep a neutral expression. Shit... he's just a teen who saw gross things in movies at best, sometimes in videogames, and that horrible night. Those scars are just... no, they're part of Sunny now and he will embrace them as much as he can. He knows it's just a matter of getting used to the sight and he will not make Sunny feel weird about them-]
I'm sorry I wasn't there to help you, Sunny. I'm... I spent the entire time running around... next time I promise I will be ready to- I don't know. I want to say 'keep you and Aubrey safe' but this feels all so big. I will at least try my best, it's a promise. [Maybe he should really look into those 'sword training classes'.He can't keep failing his friends over and over.] Does it hurt that much?
[He doesn't need a babysitter. That's what he wants to say. But he walked away from Aubrey, and he got hurt. As much as he wants to be capable of taking care of himself, he clearly isn't; it makes him feel bitter and mean.
[It doesn't show, at least...He's used to burying that sort of thing.]
It doesn't hurt.
It did...[Not anymore. Not since Xie Lian took him to the crystal.] My friend...helped me.
[Kel is just... worried. He doesn't underestimate Sunny, he just feels protetive. And as far as he knows he is the sporty, strong guy, he should be the one doing the fighting and the protecting. Sunny and Hero are the brilliant ones, that's anonther important role, just different.]
Okay... okay. [At least it doesn't hurt anymore, he can put back a smile and be 'himself' once more.] So you're around here making friends? This makes me so happy, man. You're better than me, I only managed to get so many- then again shortly after I arrived that whole mess started.
[Sunny can't imagine Kel having trouble making friends. He has managed to make some of his own, though, Kel's right. Maybe that's something to be proud of, but Sunny just can't get there right now; the shame and sadness are too great.]
I know, I know... I've just been incredibly busy runnning for my life.
[He isn't worried about not being able to make friends, it's just a matter of time. He is just... more focused on two friends over the other people he's currently chatting with. ]
Just know no one is ever going to replace you or Aubrey as my best buddies, mh? Now... Ramen. I think the water is already bubbling.
I am...glad...to see you. [Glad he's here? Not if Kel doesn't want to be, and maybe he doesn't; maybe Sunny doesn't either anymore, and Aubrey probably doesn't...
[He wants to be where his friends are. Is this place awful? He kind of starts to believe that, after the recent events, but he also knows his wish is worth the struggle.]
The feeling is mutual, Sunny. The feeling is mutual. [He sits down on the couch for a moment, almost throwing his arms around his friend but somehow he manages to stop himself, merely opening his arms and inviting him for a hug. No matter what Sunny's choice will be, he'll still get up after a moment to go back to take care of the Ramen.]
[Kel opens his arms, and Sunny scoots closer, leaning against him, allow him to wrap his arms around if he'd like. However long Kel holds on, he'll let him.
[He remembers the look on his friend's face when he opened that door...
[What...is the last thing Kel remembers? Has Sunny asked?
[Does he want to know? He thinks of Basil, and dread chills his shoulders. He's not ready...
[Sunny doesn't want to talk about the "gang" anymore...]
[The hug lasts for a good moment and Kel is glad the other cannot see his face during it. He should feel happy that his friend is accepting his affection, but at the same time he's- the last time he held Sunny the other was dying for all he knew.
And for a moment his expression reflects both the relief he feels and how he still needs to properly process what happened.
Worry not, Sunny, he doesn't wnat you to ask where he was before you arrived there.]
Don't mention it. I mean, it's... you know. Ramen. Not exactly gourmet food.
[But he's happily presenting the other a bowl. No matter if it's the single most basic thing in the world, it's food. Perhaps he should... oh.]
Man... now that I live alone I should learn how to cook on my own, no mom or dad around. May I... make you my test subject for the things I will try out? I cannot guarantee much on the quality, though.
[Sunny wonders - suspects, really - if this is just an attempt at getting him to eat more, but...that isn't a bad thing. Kel wants to help. He's always been that way. Sunny eats a few bites of ramen despite not being very hungry. At Kel's request, he nods.]
[An he'd be absolutely right. He can and will be shameless in trying to help both Aubrey and Sunny, they're the two most important people of his life right now.]
That's a deal then! I promise I will do my best not to poison you, buddy! I mean, I at least know chicken and pork have to be fully cooked before eating them-
[Dad taught him well. Even if that's the extent of his meat-related safety knowledge.]
[Time to get a cooking book... and the kitchen ready to function. He's so behind with that.]
Mh? Oh-
[Well, he's not going to let Sunny ask twice. In a blink the bowl is already abandoned on the floor where he was eating and he gets up to wrap his arms around the other's body. If his friend needs hugs, he will deliver all the hugs Sunny needs.]
[No, no no no, this isn't how things should go, not at all. Kel gives the other a big squeeze, feeling even more protective of him even if it may be... a wrong feeling to have, considering they're basically the same age.
He keeps holding onto him for a moment before pushing back and shamelessly cupping the other's face between his hands, trying to be as reassuring as possible.]
Don't. I left you alone for four years, I'm the one who needs to apologize to you. I promise I will not let that happen again, though.
[His shoulders are much larger, he knows he can be there for both Hero and Sunny now. And Aubrey too, even if she's... fierce and independent.]
[Part of him doesn’t really believe that; maybe it’s a larger part than Sunny wants to admit. He did feel alone. In so many ways, he always will - there will only ever be one other person who can truly understand, and he’s…
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i have food [But, no, he hasn't eaten.]
is it eren?
he brings me
food too
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Well, that's great then! I can take over my own food and we can eat together. I promise I won't be too much of a chaosmaker!
[Oh, so it's... common, huh?]
Yeah! It's him! We already discussed playing sports together too, he seems pretty cool!
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really know him
[Kel's being really insistent about this. It goes so far as to irritate Sunny, though he can attribute that to his miserable mood. He just wants to hide in his room with the lights off, not sit around sharing food and trying to make conversation - something he's already miserable at.
[But Kel is his friend. Why does he always push them away? He feels overwhelmed. He considers just putting the phone aside and going back to sleep.]
ok
we can eat
just come in
[His house is a mess. What does it matter? The overgrowth has left things damaged on the inside and out. Sunny hasn't put any work into fixing it himself, but he's vaguely aware of Aubrey helping. He hasn't bothered to hide the torn-out sketchbook pages that now litter the ground in the living room. The images are strange, unsettling. His pile of stuffed animals and soft things has many torn apart friends...
[Sunny keeps the lights off. He goes to sit on the couch.]
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[Kel can be... a lot. HE's aware of this but he also doubts that Sunny would open the door so easily anyway if he didn't insist. It took him months to get Sunny outside last time. He's just... he may be making mistakes theere but he's trying.
Someday Sunny will probably kick him out, but he's also prepared for that.]
On my way, buddy!
[It takes him a good ten minutes to get there, trying to pack the food even if he doesn't have a proper bag and wondering what to bring there. He owns... very little, so in the end Kel just... hops there after grabbing a pillow. At least, in case, he will at least have a place where to sit down. When he enters Sunny's place he annonced himself and tried to let some light come in through the door. He does... find himself staring at the notebook pages on the floor for longer than he'd like. Between Aubrey's words about Sunny not 'being okay' and how much he personally knows now... it worries him. Still, he bends forward picking up one of the drawings and smiling while trying to see his friend in the dark. Okay, Kel, time to be 'Kel'.]
Man, I didn't know you were an artist. I need to see if I can find you a pack of colors!
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S-stop...p-put it down...
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Okay, okay, sorry, I didn't plan to steal any of your art, really. [He spends a moment just... staring at Sunny. Become coming back there he spent almost a week staring at his pale face in the hospital whenever they visited him or Basil and it's almost surreal to see him without a bandage on his eye.] I... I got ramen noodles! And bread. I ate most of the rest already but I want to eat with you too. should I... prepare the table or something?
Man, I missed you, buddy.
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I...missed you too. [Sunny doesn't have a microwave, but he does have a lot of (frankly, unused) pots, pans, and utensils; he points to a container of food on the small table in front of him, however.]
We...can share...
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That's good! I mean, not good because I'd rather know you happy, but now your buddy is here. [If allowed, he'd walk closer and give the other young man's shoulder a gentle squeeze, if not he'll just... start moving around and look at what can be prepared.]
Nah. I know you won't believe this but I had enough food to be almost full now. [It's a lie. He likes to eat, with his lifestyle he burns a lot of calories,, but he's also stranagely aware of how thin the other is and he's not going to take any food from Sunny.]
Maybe I can make ramen for both of us? And... you said you weren't feeling well, want to talk about it?
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[But friends tell each other...what they can...right?]
I got hurt. [Start there.
[He holds out a pale, skinny arm. It's marred with a deep, gnarled scar, curling over almost the entire length - bicep, elbow, forearm, wrist...
[He was being eaten...]
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He stops, though, at Sunny's words, the prepackaged ramen just sitting on a bowl while the water is still warming up.]
You got- hurt? [Shit. Again. Well, technically not 'again' considerinng this Sunny was never assaulted by Basil, but... he steps back to reach Sunny's side again, looking down at the arm and trying to keep a neutral expression. Shit... he's just a teen who saw gross things in movies at best, sometimes in videogames,
and that horrible night. Those scars are just... no, they're part of Sunny now and he will embrace them as much as he can. He knows it's just a matter of getting used to the sight and he will not make Sunny feel weird about them-]I'm sorry I wasn't there to help you, Sunny. I'm... I spent the entire time running around... next time I promise I will be ready to- I don't know. I want to say 'keep you and Aubrey safe' but this feels all so big. I will at least try my best, it's a promise. [Maybe he should really look into those 'sword training classes'.He can't keep failing his friends over and over.] Does it hurt that much?
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[He doesn't need a babysitter. That's what he wants to say. But he walked away from Aubrey, and he got hurt. As much as he wants to be capable of taking care of himself, he clearly isn't; it makes him feel bitter and mean.
[It doesn't show, at least...He's used to burying that sort of thing.]
It doesn't hurt.
It did...[Not anymore. Not since Xie Lian took him to the crystal.] My friend...helped me.
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Okay... okay. [At least it doesn't hurt anymore, he can put back a smile and be 'himself' once more.] So you're around here making friends? This makes me so happy, man. You're better than me, I only managed to get so many- then again shortly after I arrived that whole mess started.
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You'll make friends...
Lots...
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[He isn't worried about not being able to make friends, it's just a matter of time. He is just... more focused on two friends over the other people he's currently chatting with. ]
Just know no one is ever going to replace you or Aubrey as my best buddies, mh? Now... Ramen. I think the water is already bubbling.
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I am...glad...to see you. [Glad he's here? Not if Kel doesn't want to be, and maybe he doesn't; maybe Sunny doesn't either anymore, and Aubrey probably doesn't...
[But he's glad to see him. That's the truth.]
I'm glad...you're okay.
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The feeling is mutual, Sunny. The feeling is mutual. [He sits down on the couch for a moment, almost throwing his arms around his friend but somehow he manages to stop himself, merely opening his arms and inviting him for a hug. No matter what Sunny's choice will be, he'll still get up after a moment to go back to take care of the Ramen.]
With half of the gang here, we're unstoppable!
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[He remembers the look on his friend's face when he opened that door...
[What...is the last thing Kel remembers? Has Sunny asked?
[Does he want to know? He thinks of Basil, and dread chills his shoulders. He's not ready...
[Sunny doesn't want to talk about the "gang" anymore...]
Thanks...for the food.
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And for a moment his expression reflects both the relief he feels and how he still needs to properly process what happened.
Worry not, Sunny, he doesn't wnat you to ask where he was before you arrived there.]
Don't mention it. I mean, it's... you know. Ramen. Not exactly gourmet food.
[But he's happily presenting the other a bowl. No matter if it's the single most basic thing in the world, it's food. Perhaps he should... oh.]
Man... now that I live alone I should learn how to cook on my own, no mom or dad around. May I... make you my test subject for the things I will try out? I cannot guarantee much on the quality, though.
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That's a deal then! I promise I will do my best not to poison you, buddy! I mean, I at least know chicken and pork have to be fully cooked before eating them-
[Dad taught him well. Even if that's the extent of his meat-related safety knowledge.]
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Kel...
[Sunny sets his bowl down on the table in front of the couch. He looks at his friend. Just as Kel did before, he holds out his arms.]
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Mh? Oh-
[Well, he's not going to let Sunny ask twice. In a blink the bowl is already abandoned on the floor where he was eating and he gets up to wrap his arms around the other's body. If his friend needs hugs, he will deliver all the hugs Sunny needs.]
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[He holds on tight, thin arms weakly squeezing. He holds on like that for a long time. All at once, he feels terrible shame...]
You...were alone...
I'm sorry...
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He keeps holding onto him for a moment before pushing back and shamelessly cupping the other's face between his hands, trying to be as reassuring as possible.]
Don't. I left you alone for four years, I'm the one who needs to apologize to you. I promise I will not let that happen again, though.
[His shoulders are much larger, he knows he can be there for both Hero and Sunny now. And Aubrey too, even if she's... fierce and independent.]
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I wouldn’t…let you…
[Part of him doesn’t really believe that; maybe it’s a larger part than Sunny wants to admit. He did feel alone. In so many ways, he always will - there will only ever be one other person who can truly understand, and he’s…
[Sunny grips tighter.]
We’ll be…together…now…
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we can wrap soon or continue if u had more planned!
I mean, it looks good to me. Buddies being buddies and all.