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[placation]

if you can dream it, you can thread it

(you can pm me here or on plurk if you'd like to beforehand, but also if you'd just like to drop something at my doorstep with no preamble please do!!)

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oh ew oh ew what did you DO

[enteloki]

[And he's heard it before. From others, from Maruki, from Rumi, from families prior-

From his mom.

From families to come. He'll hear it again and again and again.]

Okay.

[Next week, next month, next year - he'll be waiting on the sidewalk with the memory of a home he loved most of all, and it's okay.

It's okay.]

Are you almost home? I miss you. I love you.

listen YOU try playing a guy who says names as often as maruki does and see how it feels

[placation]

[ It never stops warming his heart, never. ]

I love you too, you little wild child. I'll be catching the train soon. And then I'll have to hang up, because it's rude to talk on the phone on the train, right?

[ A lesson HARD LEARNED. ]

TAKUTO TAKUTO TAKUTO TAKI TAKI ROOMBA

[enteloki]

It's rude and you aren't rude. Don't answer a call from anyone or I'll tell Rumi. That's what texts are for.

[He's got you king - the second Maruki gets off voice though he's getting photos of the apartment.]

Be safe. I'll wait by the door. Even if that dog comes back, I won't move.

[placation]

[ Oh, Maruki fully expects to spend the entire train ride texting him. The clinginess is endearing, honestly. ]

You be safe too! Don't wait too close to the door or you'll get whacked again...

[ As soon as the call is ended, it's a countdown of three, two, one for the first garbled photo. ]