teahoused | general texting meme

how about instead you buy me a new phone?! what are you doing to my poor successor?!

You should be asking yourself that question. This is your fault. If you'd answer me honestly, maybe I could properly help her. Don't you care about Oka-chan? Then answer me already!

how is this my fault? i'm not even there! or did you take some of my sake over there? i told you this month's batch was very potent!

[ He... might be missing more than a couple of bottles, actually, but look, between Okakou being a goddess and Sets herself being a hanyou, potent is the only way to go to get any kind of where. ]

I won't answer a single question until you answer mine. It's absolutely your fault.

[He trusted Setsura implicitly with his life, with the tea house which was like his own child, and in nearly every matter big or small. But this was making him uneasy. What was the goal of this?]

are you going to show this to oka-chan?

[That is important. He doesn't want to make their relationship anything different than it was now.]

[ Damn.

It isn't so much that he caught her as he's compromising her plan to triple check that she's in the right conversation, then pass her phone to Okakou so she can see for herself just what sort of regard Sukuna has for her. Now things are going to be tricky. Well, trickier given her delayed response in figuring things due to the alcohol's effect, but it's manageable. She can work this way, with whatever he's about to give her, and she's got what she thinks is a pretty good guess about it. Sukuna did break his phone, after all, and he's asking such a cautious question. That's an awful lot of lead up to a simple "pass" when he doesn't know what she knows. She's normally a good judge about these sorts of things given her perception, too.

She strums her nails absentmindedly against the bottle balanced atop her lap. Her word is her bond and she doesn't betray it. Depending on what he gives her, she can adapt. They are gods, after all. It isn't as though they're on a mortal's time limit and she knows Sukuna well enough to know he hasn't been having any sort of thoughts about getting hitched to anyone. ]

No. Now are you going to answer me or aren't you?

[Okay so there wasn't anything to lose in answering this question, and while he wasn't sure why it was posed, he trusted Setsura. But then it seemed like she was giving him an out so-]

no, i don't think i will answer. it's inappropriate, setsura! stop texting me and hang out with oka-chan!

That was rhetorical. You're going to answer me, Sukuna Hikona.

[ Have another picture. This time, Okakou is laying in the bed, face flushed, with a less than professional expression upon her face. This is what your damned dirty abstinence gets you, you coward. She'll wait for him to get another phone. ]

[He hoped that Setsura could hear the sound of him screaming like he was being murdered. When Kouta poked his head in to see what the commotion was about, he shoved the phone at him.

Give Kouta about fifteen minutes to calm Sukuna down so he didn't break another phone, have some tea, and you know what, forget the tea and go straight to sake.]

this is playing dirty setsura! does oka-chan know you're sending these to me?!

[ She laughs. ]

You haven't begun to see me play dirty. Ask Kou-kun if you don't believe me and quit trying to change the subject. I can do this all night. Can you say the same?

[Unfortunately this wasn't a bluff. Setsura had taken over most of the duties for the tea house solely because she was very good at multi-tasking, persistent, and never lost sight of her goals. It was probably why she had risen so highly in the ranks of the Hand.

There was also Oka-chan's chastity and reputation to think about. It wouldn't look good for either of them if he had photos like that on his phone, and with how gods were, it would look worse for her.

Sukuna downed a few more drinks moodily as Kouta also confirmed this, before finally texting back feeling as if his thumbs were bleeding the whole time.]

smash. but this better be the last i hear about any of this! delete those pictures!

[ It's a wicked smile that spreads across Setsura's face. Of course she's right. She had known she was right from the very beginning, but there's something very satisfying about seeing those five letters on her screen justthe same. It's a declaration of a victory well-earned as far as she's concerned and she's fond of the taste. Always has been. Sukuna Hikona isn't the first god she's defeated and he won't be the last especially insofar as these matters are concerned. ]

Now, was that so bad?

[ She snorts softly. It's pretty cute he thinks he can tell her to delete those pictures after all this, too. ]

we'll see how you like it if i send risque photos of kosuke!

[Because it was the same level right? One second in command was about equal to a successor.]

Give me a minute to text Kou-kun that you're sending me unsolicited pics of another man. I'm sure he'll be appreciative. I deleted my cache, you know.

[ After Kouta had returned to her, after she'd found herself sitting at their table thinking about things. About him, them. That she didn't want to share him with anyone, not when she could finally have him and him her and -- well, the decision had made itself ultimately. It's an adjustment, to be sure, but Kouta, he's more than worth it and the thought sees her smiling into the bottle as she tosses it back again. Sees her heart pounding in her chest as red rushes to reclaim her cheeks now.

Sukuna really knows how to brew. ]

Edited 2019-09-17 20:06 (UTC)

[All of Setsura's dragging aside, Sukuna was happy for her and Kouta. It had been a long time coming and he was glad that they had a chance now to be together. It was a little inspiring in a way, and Sukuna could only hope that one day he was half as lucky as the both of them.]

i know. you're serious about this one, aren't you?

[As if he didn't know and wasn't their number one stan.]

No doubt. I am absolutely serious about Kouta.

[ From the top of her head to the tips of her toes, even, and she knows Sukuna knows it. If anyone does, it's him. He hadn't been there from the very beginning, but he'd been there each and every time Kouta and Akemi had visited her after she'd moved to Tokyo with Kureno to guard him. He'd been there when they'd skip to run missions in the city and weathered the larger steps with her. Takuma, Kouta's wedding to Yui, Akemi to Wakahisa, and everything that had come after that. Yes, Sukuna had weathered it all with her and she with him every time that Muchi had come around. Comes around. In that way, theirs is a bond forged in mutual understanding despite some dimensions of difference. Sukuna, at least, had been able to touch Muchi, but Setsura isn't sure if that makes it better or worse for him.

She puts the bottle to her lips again. She wants Sukuna to experience the sort of happiness that swells in her chest every time she thinks of Kouta without the jealousy, the pain, the heartache that follows him regarding Muchi. If he really thinks as much about Okakou, then maybe... ]

[Considering how long overdue this all seemed, Sukuna was still glad nonetheless that it had happened. Whatever Muchi’s reasoning, Sukuna was grateful to him for bringing Kouta back to Setsura with memories and mind intact. Reincarnation was always a tricky roll of the dice, and even if his essence was the same, so many other things could have changed to make him unrecognizable. And what would have happened if the same thing had happened this time around? What if Kouta had been reborn a human and had fallen in love with someone else? Would Setsura be able to handle that heartbreak again? Sukuna hadn’t been looking forward to testing it. So he was ecstatic beyond words that this was the outcome, that one of his most cherished people was able to finally find happiness.]

just say the word and I can clear the tea house out to host your wedding.

[ And here, for the first time since she began drinking in her youth, does Setsura choke on her alcohol. She almost wastes it for the force with which Sukuna's words strike her. Just barely manages to hold it in her mouth and keep the bottle intact even as she swallows entirely too loudly now because while she's thought about her future with Kouta, she hadn't thought quite that far just yet and the idea of marriage, of marrying Kouta is one that causes her heart and mind to skip in time and thunder and ache, bright red chasing the shock on her face as she lifts the back of her hand to her lips to cover her one, two violent little coughs as she struggles to compose herself. That's -- does she scold him? What has he heard? Surely Kouta would've spoken to her directly if he'd had any thoughts about that sort of thing??

Why is it so hot in this room?! ]

Sukuna-kun, [ How does she even start this? It's not like Sukuna wasn't with her when Kouta was getting married and she'd realized wholly and completely what she'd wanted with him and Akemi for the longest time. She hasn't forgotten either. She's simply been content to take things one step at a time since time's their honest friend these days. ] I

[ Didn't mean to hit send, but that sure did happen and scrambling to type something quickly to cover her mistype results in her fumbling her phone and glass and a very eloquent, heartfelt message of: ]

asdfkljAFDSw1!1a
asdfklajsfdh

[ Maybe just give her a minute, Sukuna. Laugh at her and give her a minute to pull it together because she's not used to having her calm usurped by her heart like this over a whole, single word and concept involving the man she loves. She's also not used to wasting godly brew over either matter. What a night this is turning out to be! ]

[ Right then. ]

Disregard that. But Kou-kun and I haven't discussed that sort of thing, you know. He only recently returned. Or is this your way or trying to throw me off about you and Okakou?

[Two can play at this game and luckily for Sukuna he started drinking later than Setsura and also her affections were obvious.]

i would never! i'm just supporting you and your happiness whole heartedly! i know how difficult it was for you to never have your chance with him. i just thought you would be quick to put a ring on it this time around.

[ She's about thirty seconds from erupting into thug speak, so help her. She knows Sukuna's messing with her, he can't pull the wool over her eyes! This hipster grandpa is a thousand years too early to... to... whatever it is that he's doing! Retaliating for her serving as his and Okakou's joint winglady, yeah! That!

But it's cool, it's all good. She's got this. ]

You shouldn't lie to me, Sukuna-kun. We both know you would. You are.

[ Although... ]

Is that normal?

[ To "put a ring on it" so quickly? Truthfully, it's not all that quickly in the sense that she's sat on her hands for the past six decades where it concerns Kouta, but... well, this isn't her strong suit. She's lived long enough to know how marriages work, she thinks. She's seen her fair share. Okay, more like two with any kind of sort of closeness, and that was Kouta and Akemi's marriages, and she'd tried not to look so hard at them. Maybe a few Hands. She helped facilitate a few throughout her lifetime, too, but the last time she was romantically involved with anyone was some forty-four years ago and they hadn't gotten far. Flings and one-night stands, they're different, too, and the realization has her sitting brow quirked and puzzling at the bottle in her hands. Like, she gets it, but at the same time, how...? ]

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