teahoused | general texting meme

[ 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...? ]

i'm wounded! i only want what's best for you and kouta-kun!

[He was ready to tease her more, but it seemed like the next text was actually a serious question. He took a few moments to reply, because what did he know about normal relationships? He was probably the least qualified person to answer, but at the same time, there were few people who cared for Setsura's happiness more.]

is anything about your relationship with kouta-kun normal? you should do what feels right and disregard anything else.

[ It takes her a minute to really think about it. "Normal" is a simple, but complicated word and she's occasionally batted it around in attempting to figure it out over the course of the last seventy-three years. Longer than that, even, when she'd perched atop a certain whelp's back and certain trees in the mountains overlooking a certain village. What is normal, anyway, and by whose standards? Why'd she even use that word? There has to be a better one. Her relationship with Kouta is... is... ]

It's natural.

[ If she had to put a word to it, it's that. Natural. Her relationship with Kouta comes as naturally as breathing to her and natural things have a way of progressing. Er, well, naturally. They'd stuck so many pins in certain aspects of that throughout those six decades that they're just now moving, but they're moving. It's progressing and... that's okay, isn't it? Kouta hasn't seemed dissatisfied. ]

That's surprisingly good advice coming from you, you know.

then do what feels natural! it seems to be working for you two so far. if you don't think it's time, don't worry about it. but if it is, give me at least thirty minutes notice!

[More than working. Kouta had literally come back to her from death, and Setsura had kept enough faith to wait for him. It was literally a romance fit for one of those tear jerker dramas or shoujo mangas he'd been getting into lately.]

[As for that second text, well...]

hey i always give good advice! knowing to follow my own is when it falls apart.

You're incorrigible. Do I need to come put your nose in the corner? Is that what it's going to take to disabuse you of this?

[ That second text, though... ]

I've heard that's pretty common. So, what do you want me to bring you?

Edited (it's late, let me live) 2019-09-23 13:52 (UTC)

says the woman who has been badgering me for the past few hours nonstop! you should be enjoying your girls’ night out, not constantly checking up on me!

[And ah, he hadn’t meant to bring down the mood, so:]

just come back happy and safe. kou-kun will be comforting me in your stead.

I am enjoying my girls' night out. Oka-chan got a head start on the brew. You should be happy to have such a steadfast employee, you know.

[ She knows he knows. He's the last person on this Earth she would have to inform, but sometimes she wonders if he realizes the extent of her affections for him. She snorts softly, fondly for them and the affection inspired at that comment about Kouta. ]

He's really something, isn't he?

[ Kouta, the man she loves so much, so absolutely, and Sukuna, her dear friend, her family. ]

[He is indeed lucky to have Setsura, to the point where his old biases and prejudices when Okakou first brought her to him seemed laughable. She'd proven herself time and time again to be better than fifty retainers, and he was lucky to have her loyalty and friendship. Even if she could be a pain.

So there was no use in stroking her ego with that. So instead:]

he's well built for a human. if he had to wrestle gorou, who do you think would win? and do you think we can convince him to do it in mud?

You've never seen Kou-kun in action, have you? He can keep up with me, you know.

[ Is she bragging? She's bragging. She will proudly, confidently stan Kouta any day of the week, but the fact that he can keep up with her is something she adores about him. Even before that, that he'd move to match her and never settled for being treated like china had endeared him to her because he'd always invited all of her instead of nitpicking her eyes or her feathers or the strength, the stamina, the speed she possessed that had always surpassed that of her peers. She loves that about him. She also loves the mental image of Kouta wrestling Gorou in the mud and the idea of helping him clean up afterward. Maybe in a spring in the mountains? ]

Gorou is tough, but I'd put my money on Kou-kun any day of the week. We should take a weekend and put this to the test.

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