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[ichimyatsu]

so about those heartburn pills

[Really, Ichimatsu?]

[shikosuki]

[ he sees the message and at first just blinks at it, groggily trying to recall what it's referring to

then he remembers ]

What about them
You want them now?

[ichimyatsu]

no, that's my shitty attempt at saying i'm sorry because i'm awful at apologizing like anything that resembles having intelligence.
i wasn't trying to lie to you when i said heartburn.
i guess i wasn't really entirely wrong either.

[shikosuki]

[ ...

...ok he can't stay too annoyed at that, that's definitely more than he was expecting Ichimatsu to say about all this ]

It's fine I understand.
It's not like you could have known what was going on.

Also probably a good thing you don't want the heartburn pills, I don't think they'd do you any good right now.
But if you want I can bring you down some painkillers in a few seconds.

[ That's his shitty way of saying he forgives him... until he feels like getting in a scolding mood anyway but. ]

[ichimyatsu]

[He. Mostly feels bad because he and Osomatsu found him, and he knows that couldn't have been pretty. He doesn't fully remember how it actually happened (which is good, really), but they dragged his sorry ass back home and he would never go as far as to say it was their responsibility as his siblings. He hadn't intended anyone to find him, much less had he expected it to be them and for them to bring him home.]

[He's never been an honest person, but honesty provided in a thick viscous layer of self-deprecation was somehow doable.]

waste not want not or something
and i dunno i'm getting kind of used to constantly feeling like i'm being slowly impaled every time i breathe, it seems fitting for me.

[shikosuki]

-^-;;
I'll take that as a "if you don't mind, Choromatsu niisan" then.
I'll be right down.

[ Though let's be honest he was going to come down anyway no matter what Ichimatsu said ]

[ichimyatsu]

i mean don't put words in my mouth
but sure come on down
the fake kotatsu is almost cozy
what of me i can get under it anyway

[shikosuki]

Okay ^ v ^

[ A little while later (after some rummaging around upstairs), Choromatsu can be heard coming down the stairs before popping his head into the living room ]

...How are you feeling today, by the way?

tags this when i should be tagging logs,

[ichimyatsu]

[He's laying as much down as he can given the nature of the tree being curved all around him, and rolls himself a little to stare at Choromatsu upside-down.]

...like I have a tree growing out of my chest, mostly. [Thank you, Ichimatsu.]

[shikosuki]

[ He's watching the way Ichimatsu is laying and wonders if there's anyway to make that more comfortable with the tree... hmmm... ]

...And aside from that?

[ichimyatsu]

[A frown, and he squirms just slightly, anxious under Choromatsu's gaze. He doesn't like being stared at, even though it's natural that he would be given the several feet of tree growing out of his damn heart. He keeps his gaze trained on the floor.]

...oh, there's life beyond this tree? News to me.

[shikosuki]

[ He frowns and sighs. ]

Well, at least you're still your usual self.

[ Putting the painkillers down close to him ]

[ichimyatsu]

Plus about four feet of evergreen, but yeah. You expected different?

[shikosuki]

...With the way you were talking that night?

Almost.

[ichimyatsu]

[He flinches, grumbling and looking away, drawing inward on himself as much as he's able.]

Yeah, well. Legitimately thinking you're gonna die makes you say things.

[shikosuki]

...I know.

[ He's going to just... sit down next to his fellow middle bro now ]

...Do you need anything? [ And then a beat later with a slight edge to his tone that's more typical of him ] You may as well ask now, while I'm here.

[ichimyatsu]

[He's still pretty solidly uncomfortable with the whole of how he reacted. He doesn't remember a lot of it, but he remembers the way they both looked at him the first time he was conscious around them again. So whatever he had said that night couldn't have been good.]

[He squirms where he sits, the edge in Choromatsu's tone making him want to crawl into the closet and not move for a while. He knows that's an overreaction-- Choromatsu is just being upfront with him, just trying to make it easier for all of them. Still, he hated it.]

Just. ...Just the painkillers should be fine. [He doesn't have the will to ask him to stay with him for a little while.]

[shikosuki]

[ Well you're in luck Ichimatsu. Because Choromatsu was planning to stay here for a while whether you asked him to or not. ]

All right...

[ He falls silent for a while trying to think of something to say... ]

...Um, you know... [ Anything. Just say anything. Tell him you're not actually mad. Or tell him you WERE mad. Or upset?? Is there a difference in this case? Just tell him you're glad he's...

... ]

I-I heard a cat cafe just opened up here!

[ Nailed it. ]

[ichimyatsu]

[Okay, now he's just confused. If you're having a tone with him, like he should just up and say anything that was bothering him, knowing full well he can't, why suddenly bring up a cat cafe. He's so confused. Not that he's any clearer with his own responses-- if he could just say, I'm glad I'm not dead and I'm sorry I scared you, this would be a lot easier.]

[He grunts vaguely, nodding.]

I-I can't really... get out, much, anymore though.

[shikosuki]

Because of the tree...? Or because of the pain?

[ He can totally understand that the tree's just that much of an inconvenience (though a change like that seems counterproductive for the whole hunting and eating humans thing) but... if Ichimatsu's going to be in pain all the time now...

Man that sounds miserable. ]

[ichimyatsu]

[He quirks his mouth more crooked than it already is, rubbing at the exit point of the tree idly.]

The tree itself. I hope I'm not gonna hurt forever, shit. Masochism only goes so far.

[shikosuki]

Mmm...

There's gotta be something we can do about it to make things easier for you...

[ he knows Ichimatsu doesn't get out much in general but this is still... a bit much. ]

[ichimyatsu]

I'll get used to it, I'm sure.

[shikosuki]

It doesn't feel right that you should have to though...

[ But what can they even do but live with all of this? ]

...I'm glad you're okay, though.

[ Finally he just says it. ]

[ichimyatsu]

[He's quiet for a long time, shifting to try and curl his knees to his chest like always, forgetting he can't really do it anymore. He shifts restlessly for a moment before settling to sit cross-legged, drooped forward over his own lap due to the weight of the tree. It's less than it used to be, at least.]

...sorry for worrying you. [He finally says that, too.]