Two Completely Differet Conversations

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[housewolf]

There's not a single person who isn't flawed or damaged.

[holeful]

... Maybe. But some people much more than others.

[housewolf]

... Can't deny that.

I hope you get to rest.

[holeful]

Mm. I was ready to die before. So I'm not to worried. It's been an interesting three years.

[Sighs, contentedly.]

Maybe this was meant to happen, all in threes.

[housewolf]

... Your favorite number, huh?

Our third week here too.

[holeful]

Aah. And three people dead. I can think of a lot worse ways to die. At least this time I won't be alone.

[housewolf]

You won't know how you die until tomorrow, y'know?

[holeful]

Sure, but I meant more the broader circumstances than the specific methods. When I drilled the hole in my head, it was because of the numbers, but also because there wasn't anyone who would have missed me.

[housewolf]

[He squeezes his hand.]

I'll miss you.

[holeful]

Just for a little while.
[Squeezing his hand tighter, his head tilting down as a slight quiver slips into his voice.]

Once you get your wish, you and I will have never met.

[housewolf]

Once I get it... I'll lose all the friends I've made. I knew that when I came.

[He loves Mankai, he loves Autumn.

He doesn't love anyone as much as he loves Nachi.]

But that's only if it happens, you know? It's... It's important to cherish the time that we have right now.

[holeful]

Aah. I've had a lot of fun... even though I kept getting jealous of everyone... Maybe that's why this happened. I got too attached to things that weren't even mine.

Because at the same time, I want Omi to stay here as long as possible, to remember me. To not get his wish at all.

[housewolf]

We're both envy, after all.

... I won't hold it against you.

[holeful]

... Omi really is kind. You shouldn't stay here much longer, I think. I won't be able to let you go.

[housewolf]

[He'll let go of Fukuda's hand to cup his cheek. Come here? Let him kiss you one last time.]

[holeful]

[Fukuda's face is a little wet, he'll find, when he lifts the man's face up... Don't examine this at all. He will absolutely lean into a between the bars kiss, like 90% because it's Omi and 10% because this is a totally cool like-in-movies thing to do.]

[housewolf]

[You dumb dog.

Omi doesn't say a word about the wetness.



It's a nicer, sweeter kiss than they usually share. There is no promise of more, this time.]

[holeful]

[Bark bark bark.

He lingers longer than he really thinks he should, but he wants to remember it well for as long as he has left. But finally he does pull back. And tries to smile.]

Goodnight, Omi. Thank you for being my friend.

[housewolf]

[He smiles back, just slightly strained.]

Good night, Fukuda.

I'm glad we met.

[And he leaves for the night.]