Listening to Yata talk about love is funny, but Kougyoku knows that he wouldn't say anything like this to anyone else. As she follows him, she hums in thought, considering her own answer to the question. ]
When someone tells you they like you, you start thinking about them a lot. It was something like that when I found out you thought I was your girlfriend. [ She has to laugh at the irony. ]
... Yeah. [ Kougyoku smiles. Yata always manages to say the right things when it counts. She waves a hand dismissively at his offer. ] Oh, it's no trouble. I have always wanted to do it this way!
[ She attempts to climb over but the window is a little high and the ice and snow make everything a little slippery, so when she thinks she has her foot firmly on the ledge, she slips. Half her body is now hanging around in the living room while her legs are dangling outside. Although her boots are up to her knee, I forgot to mention how her dress goes an inch or two above them. I'm sorry, she likes cute dresses, no one's around to police her, I'm sorry.
She kicks around on the off chance it will do her any good. ]
Misaki!
[ said in a tone that sounds like a cross between "Help!" and "Don't look!" Whether she means "Don't look, it's embarrassing" or "Don't look or I will murder you" is up for debate. ]
[ Had it been anyone else in Kougyoku's place, Yata would be laughing up a storm. He'd even leave and go call everyone else to come look.
Not this time!! This time he's letting out a startled yelp to go along with his horrified look, turning away from her immediately and covering his face for good measure. ]
Stop!! Stop kicking! Fuck, Kougyoku, where the hell's your underwear?!
[ This was a dire circumstance and cursing didn't matter okay. ]
[ Upon the realization that he saw, he saw, he saw, Kougyoku bursts into tears. ]
I'm wearing underwear! You just can't see it! Ooh, don't look... I'm so embarrassed... Don't look or I will kill you! I'll kill you, then I'll kill myself!
Five seconds is a long time! Nineteen is not young! And why are you still talking to my butt!? [ Less sad and more angry now. ] You're definitely looking...!
[ Deep breaths, Yata. Deep breaths and keeping those eyes shut tight.
He turns around and tentatively reaches out-- boots, okay, he's still safe. ]
Uh, don't freak out, I wanna grab you right so you don't fall on your face... [ is what prefaces his hands moving up further because yanking at her ankles or something seemed like a dick move. ]
[ in theory he was going to grab her knees and just. swing her out from the window!!! maybe even break the wall if he had to!!
but yeah that's a better idea. even if it means he'll have to touch close to her bunched up dress (really, gravity, fuck you). cue another deep breath to muster up his courage and he reaches up to where he guesses?? her waist is? while not looking? and grabs on to give her a tug back. ]
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Listening to Yata talk about love is funny, but Kougyoku knows that he wouldn't say anything like this to anyone else. As she follows him, she hums in thought, considering her own answer to the question. ]
When someone tells you they like you, you start thinking about them a lot. It was something like that when I found out you thought I was your girlfriend. [ She has to laugh at the irony. ]
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[ He laughs as well for similar reasons, softly, because wow. Not one of his finest moments. ]
I really thought you were a dating-professional, you know!
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Ah, that's even more embarrassing...
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[ So don't hide away. He gives her hand a reassuring squeeze before finally letting go so he could prop open the window. ]
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She kicks around on the off chance it will do her any good. ]
Misaki!
[ said in a tone that sounds like a cross between "Help!" and "Don't look!" Whether she means "Don't look, it's embarrassing" or "Don't look or I will murder you" is up for debate. ]
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Not this time!! This time he's letting out a startled yelp to go along with his horrified look, turning away from her immediately and covering his face for good measure. ]
Stop!! Stop kicking! Fuck, Kougyoku, where the hell's your underwear?!
[ This was a dire circumstance and cursing didn't matter okay. ]
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I'm wearing underwear! You just can't see it! Ooh, don't look... I'm so embarrassed... Don't look or I will kill you! I'll kill you, then I'll kill myself!
[ CRIES LOUDLY. At least she stopped kicking!? ]
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Shit, don't cry... and move from there before someone else comes and sees! Are you really stuck?!
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Kougyoku snivels. ]
No, but... If I move, you will see it more.
[ MORE!!! ]
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[ Now he wants to use the door. ]
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[ This is her life immediately after getting a boyfriend. Screaming and tears. ]
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Ooh, Misaki, now we have to get married...
[ She doesn't want to yet, but she's already planning the wedding in her head... ]
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Wait, what? Why?
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Because they said no one was supposed to see my... private area until I do! [ BAWLS ]
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I mean, it's not that I don't wanna marry you, but we're still really young...
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Five seconds is a long time! Nineteen is not young! And why are you still talking to my butt!? [ Less sad and more angry now. ] You're definitely looking...!
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I'm not! But maybe I am gonna look now, since you're not trying to get down either!
[ no he isn't he's a fucking gentleman. ]
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[ She's kicking again, this time to try and push him back. ]
No, no! Ah, stop! Don't! [ It sounds hideous out of context. ]
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and on one of those kicks she manages to hit him, and he blindly moves a hand behind him to shove back at her legs. ]
Ow! I was joking, shit! Stay still, I'm gonna pull you out. [ beat. ] With my eyes closed!!
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... Okay. [ Kougyoku does as she is told. What else can she do? She's left with no choice but to put her trust in Yata. ]
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He turns around and tentatively reaches out-- boots, okay, he's still safe. ]
Uh, don't freak out, I wanna grab you right so you don't fall on your face... [ is what prefaces his hands moving up further because yanking at her ankles or something seemed like a dick move. ]
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... I-I think it would be safer if you held onto my waist.
[ what are his hands moving up for, anyway!? just grab her and go. don't make this worse than it already is!!! ]
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but yeah that's a better idea. even if it means he'll have to touch close to her bunched up dress (really, gravity, fuck you). cue another deep breath to muster up his courage and he reaches up to where he guesses?? her waist is? while not looking? and grabs on to give her a tug back. ]
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