[ 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. ]
[ Yata's theories will never make any noise in the scientific community.
It goes exactly as he expects it to. Kougyoku is pulled out of the window and back on the ground. Once it's over, she turns around to shove Yata away. But she's... sad? Why? Because she feels embarrassed and violated, that's why. ]
Give me a boost next time. [ She wipes her tears with her sleeve. ]
The dress is fine! It's... really cute on you. [ Why was saying it embarrassing now, of all times? He averts his eyes down, voice just barely above a mumble, ]
But what if this happened with someone else? I don't want other guys looking at you like that... what if they're creeps?
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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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It goes exactly as he expects it to. Kougyoku is pulled out of the window and back on the ground. Once it's over, she turns around to shove Yata away. But she's... sad? Why? Because she feels embarrassed and violated, that's why. ]
Give me a boost next time. [ She wipes her tears with her sleeve. ]
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Ah... she looks sad, and he's instantly worried. ]
I'm so sorry, Kou-chan... I promise I looked away really fast and didn't look again.
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It's okay. I believe you.
[ but they're still getting married ]
It's cold... [ more accurately, her butt is ] Let's go inside.
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Hang on. [ He undoes the sleeves of the jacket around his waist and goes to tie it around hers. ]
You can keep it, and wear it like this every time you wear a short dress... um, just in case!
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But this is your jacket! I can't keep this. ...You, don't like my dress?
[ She didn't have anything planned, she just wanted to look cute for him today. ]
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The dress is fine! It's... really cute on you. [ Why was saying it embarrassing now, of all times? He averts his eyes down, voice just barely above a mumble, ]
But what if this happened with someone else? I don't want other guys looking at you like that... what if they're creeps?
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