[Katsuki is absolutely not taking that 'I like that you threaten to kick my ass' comment seriously right now. Add that to the pile of things he'll think about later. But for now he's taking that as a joke and his own masochist comment is also one. Boy he sure doesn't know he's spot on with that...
But when no answer comes he looks questioningly at Yoosung.]
Still thinking about it?
[His order, he means. But that could easily be misunderstood.]
[Katsuki might not have taken that comment seriously but considering Yoosung had practically shouted it, there are undoubtedly other people in the place right now who are giving them funny looks. Not that Yoosung is paying attention to that either.
Oh, Yoosung absolutely mistakes what he's talking about because of course he does!!]
I... I didn't know there was a name for it... Is it that common...?
[Said by someone who just figured he was a hundred percent Abnormal this whole time, he looks simultaneously relieved, in awe, and embarrassed somehow.]
[...Yoosung is trying to have a legitimate conversation with him about this. He is trying to have a legitimate, serious conversation about masochism in a frozen yogurt place.
And okay that's clicking for him. He's terrible at figuring out emotions. But something like this? Yeah... the pieces are falling into place there. Yoosung sounds like a guy who has just discovered something about himself.
Katsuki stares at him, trying to decide how he feels about his part in this discovery. How should one feel about helping a friend discover a kink?]
I have no idea. Common enough to have a name.
[He doesn't really care what anyone thinks and he's made that very clear. But he thinks maybe Yoosung isn't considering their location right now and this was clearly no longer a joke?]
[Okay, first of all, Katsuki brought it up. Second of all, he didn't technically help him discover the kink! Just the name for it! Yoosung was already aware he enjoyed pain. (Not, like, all pain, for the record. Being gored by a triceratops still massively sucked, and you can quote him on that.)
He's right that Yoosung isn't considering their location, and Katsuki's question helps bring him back to where they actually physically are. However. He also thinks at first that Katsuki is suggesting something with that question that he's probably not actually suggesting.]
I... Wh... What... Why? What are you--? Go where...?
[Why does Katsuki being fond of his cats even make his heart skip a beat? That dumb crooked half-smile he did earlier when he said he'd never been aggressive a day in his life had also almost done him in.
He laughs. Giggles? It could maybe be classified as a giggle.]
I'm sure she'd say the same about you. And that sounds fun! Probably good to unwind like that after everything.
[Once they get back to Yoosung's apartment with their frozen yogurt, both Rika and Hana come running to greet them at the sound of the door opening.
Rika pretends to be more interested in their food than she is them, and Hana joyfully weaves in and out between their legs, rubbing up against them and purring.
Yoosung laughs, trying to navigate between the cats to head to the sofa.]
[Katsuki takes a second to bend down and scratch behind Hana's ears, careful to keep his food out of reach. And if Rika will let him he'll do the same for her.]
Hey troublemaker.
[Then he makes his way to the sofa to flop down, ready to eat his frozen yogurt.]
Must be nice having someone around that's excited to see you when you get home.
[Rika looks at him like she's annoyed by it, but she doesn't actually move away when he does it. Maybe she's just as tsundere as Katsuki is?
Yoosung sets his frozen yogurt on the coffee table then heads to the kitchen for spoons. He hands one to Katsuki when he returns, then takes a seat next to him, though not quite as close as they were last time they were sitting here.
Hana moves to her brand new tall cat tree in the corner of the room, and Rika follows Yoosung around. Once he's seated, he takes the extra spoon he brought over, scoops a little of his frozen yogurt, then hands the spoon to Rika.]
Okay, that's all you're getting, though!
[With wide eyes, the Pokemon takes the spoon and runs off down the hall with it like she's just been given a treasure she must guard with her life.]
[He laughs, settling in with his own spoon and frozen yogurt, crunching on the fruity pebbles sprinkled on top.]
Mm, kinda hard to say whether she was more excited about the food or the spoon! She will probably keep and hide the spoon when she's through with it, though.
[He glances over at Katsuki with a smile, then nods to his tiger's blood froyo.]
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[They are having this conversation. In a frozen yogurt shop.]
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[...wait...]
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[...wait for it...]
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[There we go.
His face is red. He's covering it with his hands as he drops his arms to the table.]
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I think I'm going bears for my sour gummy choice. Ready to order?
[Katsuki, meanwhile, after dropping said knowledge, has moved on.]
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Still, this is some sorta knowledge to have. Almost a relief to know there's... A name for that...
One hand still over his mouth, Yoosung nods, but doesn't say anything since he's still thinking about all of this.]
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But when no answer comes he looks questioningly at Yoosung.]
Still thinking about it?
[His order, he means. But that could easily be misunderstood.]
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Oh, Yoosung absolutely mistakes what he's talking about because of course he does!!]
I... I didn't know there was a name for it... Is it that common...?
[Said by someone who just figured he was a hundred percent Abnormal this whole time, he looks simultaneously relieved, in awe, and embarrassed somehow.]
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And okay that's clicking for him. He's terrible at figuring out emotions. But something like this? Yeah... the pieces are falling into place there. Yoosung sounds like a guy who has just discovered something about himself.
Katsuki stares at him, trying to decide how he feels about his part in this discovery. How should one feel about helping a friend discover a kink?]
I have no idea. Common enough to have a name.
[He doesn't really care what anyone thinks and he's made that very clear. But he thinks maybe Yoosung isn't considering their location right now and this was clearly no longer a joke?]
Want to get the frozen yogurt to go?
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He's right that Yoosung isn't considering their location, and Katsuki's question helps bring him back to where they actually physically are. However. He also thinks at first that Katsuki is suggesting something with that question that he's probably not actually suggesting.]
I... Wh... What... Why? What are you--? Go where...?
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Just didn't think you wanted to have this conversation here? I don't really care. But you seem like you're having a moment here.
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His shoulders drop and he gives a sigh before he mulls it over.]
Well... It might get kinda melty on the way back because of the heat? But I'm sure my cats wouldn't mind seeing you again...
[He shrugs.]
But I'm okay here too, we don't have to... Talk about that...
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[So blunt.]
Up to you. Wouldn't mind seeing the furrballs again.
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He smiles though at Katsuki calling them furballs.]
You just better be careful around Rika, okay? She's gotten into a habit of stealing things, especially shiny things.
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[That sounds like approval in his tone. Maybe even fondness.]
Let's order our yogurt and go then. More comfortable to kick back on a couch anyway. Maybe watch something.
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He laughs. Giggles? It could maybe be classified as a giggle.]
I'm sure she'd say the same about you. And that sounds fun! Probably good to unwind like that after everything.
[Once they get back to Yoosung's apartment with their frozen yogurt, both Rika and Hana come running to greet them at the sound of the door opening.
Rika pretends to be more interested in their food than she is them, and Hana joyfully weaves in and out between their legs, rubbing up against them and purring.
Yoosung laughs, trying to navigate between the cats to head to the sofa.]
You'd think I'd just returned from a war!
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Hey troublemaker.
[Then he makes his way to the sofa to flop down, ready to eat his frozen yogurt.]
Must be nice having someone around that's excited to see you when you get home.
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Yoosung sets his frozen yogurt on the coffee table then heads to the kitchen for spoons. He hands one to Katsuki when he returns, then takes a seat next to him, though not quite as close as they were last time they were sitting here.
Hana moves to her brand new tall cat tree in the corner of the room, and Rika follows Yoosung around. Once he's seated, he takes the extra spoon he brought over, scoops a little of his frozen yogurt, then hands the spoon to Rika.]
Okay, that's all you're getting, though!
[With wide eyes, the Pokemon takes the spoon and runs off down the hall with it like she's just been given a treasure she must guard with her life.]
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You weren't kidding about her loving shiny things, huh?
[He takes a bite of his yogurt as he sinks back against the couch. Nice and cold. Perfect treat for a hot day.]
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Mm, kinda hard to say whether she was more excited about the food or the spoon! She will probably keep and hide the spoon when she's through with it, though.
[He glances over at Katsuki with a smile, then nods to his tiger's blood froyo.]
You like it?
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[He's turning it over in his head. That she likes shiny things. Maybe...]
It's good. Kind of tart, kind of sweet. You don't have bad taste, I guess. B plus.
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[And basically tripped and fell into catching her in a PokeBall. That sure was something.
..kind of tart, kind of sweet? Hmm...]
Does that make you a B plus too, then~?
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[...wait. Did Yoosung just...?]
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