( I don't mind at all. Take your time! )
Hideo heard Rhys's words, but quite softly. He was unsure if he should respond, and in turn, he didn't. He gently slipped a small arm around Rhys, and held loose to the other. He always did that with a pillow, and Rhys just happened to be there for him. His heartbeat quickened a little bit at what he had done, he hoped the other wouldn't hate him for the sudden movement. More explosions filled the air in the movie, and a few gun shots, too. Over all, less and less loud sounds occurred.
((Thanks!))
Rhys snapped his eyes open when he felt an arm around him, tensing up a little bit. It was unexpected, and it was slightly confusing him. He thought his instinct would be to push Hideo away and move away as far as possible, but it wasn't. He gave into it, shifting a little bit so he was leaning into the other and placing his chin on his shoulder. While he did get closer, his kept his hands on the popcorn bowl, fingers curled around the lip and rubbing against the material as he tried to calm his heart. His eyes fluttered closed once more, but he was more focused on this closer proximity than the movie now.
( No prob! I'll be hitting a writing block sometime soon, so I'll probably have to get more inspo too. )
( Also I love Rhys oml )
Hideo looked a little shocked at how Rhys moved into him. It almost made his heart stop, but he wouldn't admit that to anybody. The movie's scene shifted from the war to a small bunker, where two soldiers exchanged sweet words. "The whole world outside may be falling apart, but I have your love." Said one to the other. Hideo shuddered slightly at the words. He'd watched the film countless times, but the words really hit his heart that time.
((lol, he has no clue what he's doing))
Seeing how Hideo didn't push him away, Rhys figured he hadn't crossed too many boundaries with that little stunt. Well, that, or he broke the poor guy. But, now wasn't the time to dwell on that. He was listening to his first movie! Dialogue finally came up, so Rhys did what he did best—he picked apart every sentence he thought to be significant. That one particular line was definitely a good one, even if Rhys himself didn't understand how love truly felt or how it could be of such importance to someone that it meant more to them than a world in chaos. By now, he had relaxed and resumed eating his popcorn, briefly lifting his head off of Hideo's shoulder so he could chew, then plopping it back down.
"I am glad. Even if everything else fails, we will remain together. Through Hell or Heaven, we stand true." Said the other movie character, with such a look at the other. Hideo shook a little bit more, and his eyes watered slightly. "This is so beautiful," He mumbled, rather incoherently. Why did he suddenly feel some form of attachment to the words? He fought to understand why. Just then, the two were blasted at from inside of the bunker, and you could clearly tell their shouts out from the other sounds.
Rhys felt Hideo shaking, then heard his mumbled, and looked up at him with a small frown. Is he okay? He bit his lip and debated on asking him if he was okay, but he realized that Hideo struck him as a more physical person. So, in another burst of strange impulses that he would more than definitely mull over tonight, he did another confusing instinctual thing. His cheek pressed into the other's shoulder, his cleaned off fingers clutched at Hideo's shirt, and he snuggled a little more into the other male, practically fitting perfectly into his side while he curled up.
Hideo slowly calmed down as he noticed Rhys. He would have never expected the other to do as he had that day, nonetheless in the manner it was done. Somehow, however, he felt it a lot more calming. The movie continued the scene with a cut off from the scarier sounds, and drew itself into a calm, soothing song. Battle with a serene song, as Hideo would have called it. "And it was going to end here for us," "Haha, you're right. At least we remain strong wherever we are, no matter what." Dialogue cut through the music, a small conversation. Hideo looked at Rhys, and quietly said something out of simple gratitude. "Thank you,"
(momentary reappearance :)
Rhys hummed in acknowledgment, then murmured a "Looked like you needed it…" since words were probably better than just a simple hum. He was still mulling over his actions, painfully aware of every area where they touched. Well, not painfully, but he was very aware of the situation he put himself into. Rhys didn't want to admit that he was quite comfortable like this, leaning into Hideo and practically clinging to him while they sat in relative silence. Now that he thought about it, he's been more comfortable around Hideo than any of his other friends. Sure, they were his friends, but he felt a certain normalcy and calmness whenever he spoke to Hideo that he never felt with the others. It was a nice change, even if a bit strange and confusing.
( CIRCEEE How are ya? )
Hideo thought for a second, about the other. He found it surprisingly comforting to have someone else at his house. His usual buddies from the soccer team and art club were alright, but Rhys was so much more different. It was a pleasant enlightenment. He looked up at the movie, launching himself out of relative thought, and grinned. The credits were going to play soon, it was relatively shorter than his other movies. Some last dialogue took place, then. A simple conversation after a time skip, between the two main characters. It settled Hideo, quite much.
( Hey! I'm doing better, mentally, though I did just give blood today, so the vampires are probably choking on that right about now )
Rhys, realizing that he had zoned out, focused back on the movie. He remained in the same position, momentarily forgetting about the popcorn, then lazily detached one hand from Hideo's shirt to resume eating while he listened to the movie. Granted, it would be nice if he could see what was going on whenever there were lapses of silence, but he wasn't about to complain. It was nice to pretend to be normal for a little bit, to be hanging out with a friend and "watch" a movie. Again, he slipped into mindless thought, his fingers pressing into his bottom lip even after eating the piece of popcorn previously in his grasp.
( loool, that's good to hear, and dear me, bless the vampires, haha. )
As the movie slowed to its end, Hideo looked down at Rhys. "So, I know it might have been a little extreme, but did you like that one?" He asked. His eyes glittered a little, though Rhys wouldn't notice it at all. He gently sat up, giving Rhys a subtle hint that he had to get up. Hideo would even admit that he hated the idea of leaving Rhys's side.
Rhys' eyes snapped up to roughly around Hideo's face, then he made a small noise in the back of his throat as he got the hint. There wasn't much hesitation as he shifted so that he was no longer leaning against the other, but there was still some. "I might've spaced a few times," he admitted with a sheepish smile, "but yeah, I did. Thanks for…" he swirled his hand around vaguely, though careful to keep the gesture close to himself so he didn't hit Hideo, "all this. I really do appreciate it."
Hideo laughed, softly. "I just needed a friend, and help with some work, that's all." He said, simply. He got up, and took his little bowl into his kitchen, where he washed it out rather quickly. He was quite used to having to hurry things up, and it made him relieved that he understood how. He returned back into the living room, and smiled. "So, uh, it's kind of late, and my parents might be home soon, so if you wanna stay any later, you'll have to hide in my room," He rambled. "Er, but that's unless you want to go home, then you can do that,"
Rhys shifted slightly and rubbed his thumb over his bottom lip, almost seeming hesitant as he thought. He didn't really want to go home, to be plunged into not only darkness but suffocating silence and loneliness as well. "Um, I can go if you'd prefer. It's your house, so I mean…" he trailed off, hands moving slightly as he spoke out of nervousness. He tended to do that, talk with his hands whenever he was anxious or nervous. He had considered trying to learn sign language to have something to do with his hands, but his parents never let him learn that.
"Trust me, I need someone, so it'll be fine, follow me," He said. He, really quietly, clicked his tongue every few steps, so that Rhys wouldn't entirely have to depend on him, or his surroundings. He cared, just that little bit. His room was quite clean, it hosted a bed, television, bean bag chairs, and a desk place. Lanterns hung from the walls, and glowed slightly. "Welcome to the real home."
Rhys sighed audibly and murmured a soft "Oh thank God," as he stood up and trailed after Hideo. He was immensely grateful for the other providing a soft sound for him to follow, even if his fingers lightly brushed over the wall out of habit. When they reached Hideo's room, Rhys came up behind him and chuckled at his statement. "Feels homely already," he said with a smile, falling into a humorous mood.
Hideo looked at Rhys with surprise, and broke into a laugh. Rhys was actually really interesting to him, he had so many different things to know about. "Aw haha, let me get your bed made up," Hideo blurted, as he organized his bean bag chairs. He pulled a different blanket out of his closet for the other, and swapped those on his bed with it. He redid his bed to where he thought Rhys would be most fit, and put the remainder of his stuff in the makeshift bean bag bed. "You get the actual bed, haha."
Rhys stood off to the side, eyes darting this way and that as he tracked Hideo's footsteps. When he said that Rhys would get the actual bed, his grey eyes widened a fraction. "N-no, you don't have to do that!" he said, hands moving wildly again. Rhys didn't know what to do with himself or his hands, so they flailed wildly helplessly. "I don't want to impose any more than I already have…" His mouth opened and closed as he fought for the right words to protest, but they failed him.
"What if I flipped the situation and said you'd be imposing if you slept anywhere else?" Hideo said, with a feeling of accomplishment. He giggled, softly, before smiling with pity. "C'monnn, Rhys, you just gotta." He whined, with a big time pout. He crossed his arms and couldn't help but wear a goofy smile.
Rhys found a thing to do with his hands—aka, running them over his cheeks into his hair as he sighed and floundered for a way to not kick Hideo out of his own bed. In the end, however, he couldn't say no to that adorable whine and pout. Even if he couldn't see Hideo's face, he could hear the pout in his voice, and it was hard to argue with that. "You're impossible," he muttered, though a smile was threatening to pull at his lips.
Hideo laughed, beaming with pride at the fact he won Rhys's choice. It made him feel nice, in a different way than usual. He hopped down onto the bean-bag mess and relaxed himself in the folded layers. "You know, I've also got a word for you," He said, with pride. "You're unique. Perfect. I hope this lasts more than a week," Hideo said, with a veiled sigh at the end.
Rhys looked over to where he heard Hideo's voice, a slight frown on his lips as he slowly walked to where he remembered hearing the bed being. "I doubt it'll end so quickly," he admitted, finding the bed and sinking down to sit on the floor with his back against the bed. "I like you." Okay, perhaps too blunt. He folded his arms over his knees and rested his chin on them. "You're not like my other friends. I can hang out with you without getting fussed over like a kid. We can talk normally." Rhys offered a crooked smile. "It's fun being around you."
Hideo's eyes widened, with surprise. "You really do? You actually think so?" He asked, with complete kindness lacing his words. His eyes glassed over for a quick second, it was so relieving to know that he might have someone super loyal as a friend, and maybe more judging by how that was going. "That's super great to hear from an actual person." He said, strangely. He'd never been called fun, not once in his life, and he never had someone speak to him like this either.
Rhys smiled some more, showing off his dimples. "Really really," he assured, solidifying his opinion of Hideo. "I'm serious, you're great. It usually takes me some time to warm up to someone, yet here I am, hanging out in your bedroom after a movie." He gestured to the room around them, head tilted and eyes sliding off to the side. "Everyone else just kinda…makes sure I'm fine to be on my own then go off among themselves. You might be insufferable," he teased with a smirk, moving his blind gaze back to Hideo, "but I have a feeling I won't be forgotten."
"Rhys, honestly man, I just want to make sure that you feel like you're more perfect than the whole student body. You'll learn that it's my goal to make sure you're happy." Hideo said, after hearing Rhys's words. Hideo grabbed onto his own shirt, grasping it tightly. His heart was racing, and he didn't have a clue as to why. "Insufferable I may be, but I'll press on until I reap my rewards."
