002. where are we hurrying to
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3kon( to be lacking in new merchandise as an idol is dire, apparently, but without a decent photographer to call their own anymore, things have been rough. a couple handmade badges and flyers won't do it forever. the fans need something more personal, or so takasugi is very easily led to believe, and so who better to take up the task of learning the equipment than their tech savvy president? finding another augmented that can even come close to the way a certain someone had effortless portrayed their personalities like stories to canvas sounds daunting, at least, so he takes to the work with little complaint at first.
the studio is small, the garish light setup tilting as takasugi angles a black umbrella at the side for a softer hue.
the backdrop is a dark shade, and as he stands in front of rinne with hands raised together in a rectangular shape, his notched brow creases. )
You know, for as much as you two pushed for me to be the sexy one of the group, you would've filled the role easily.
( he steps forward, closing the gap with the ease of a man who always steps with the grace needed to draw at a moments hesitation.
at rinne's front, there's a beat. a single moment of pause before he starts undoing a tie, starts tugging open a collar so gently as to do nothing more suggestive than reveal the skin of the younger man's collarbone. he runs the edge of a claw lightly against bone, making sure the creases of fabric are pushed to the side just so. )
So maybe you could stand to be a little more.provocative in these. Everything about you reads as seductive to me, at least ... your very first fan.
the studio is small, the garish light setup tilting as takasugi angles a black umbrella at the side for a softer hue.
the backdrop is a dark shade, and as he stands in front of rinne with hands raised together in a rectangular shape, his notched brow creases. )
You know, for as much as you two pushed for me to be the sexy one of the group, you would've filled the role easily.
( he steps forward, closing the gap with the ease of a man who always steps with the grace needed to draw at a moments hesitation.
at rinne's front, there's a beat. a single moment of pause before he starts undoing a tie, starts tugging open a collar so gently as to do nothing more suggestive than reveal the skin of the younger man's collarbone. he runs the edge of a claw lightly against bone, making sure the creases of fabric are pushed to the side just so. )
So maybe you could stand to be a little more.provocative in these. Everything about you reads as seductive to me, at least ... your very first fan.
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Date: 2026-03-23 02:15 am (UTC)for as much as he'd like to play and start feeling him up, takasugi behaves. he steps off, gesturing for rinne to lean back into the loveseat and look this way after he takes to adjusting the angle of the key light source. the actual camera feels vintage in his hands, held horizontally and ready to snap the moment the shutter button is pressed.
at the question though, he glances back up. it's clear from his awkward posture he isn't used to taking pictures. )
That's right. I only have a couple, but when there were merchants around with the technology, we could hardly resist getting our photo taken, even if half of the men said it would steal your soul. Honestly, the risk felt worth it. The idea of leaving something behind for everyone to see was really tempting, especially when we all knew...
( when you all knew the next day could be your last. takasugi winks from behind the camera, though, his smile bright. )
Okay, Amagi-kun. Look at me like you're inviting me to bed. Oh, and spread your thighs a little wider.
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Date: 2026-03-23 12:52 pm (UTC)And yet.
And yet...
He's trying to take this seriously, and yet...
On the outside, he reluctantly parts his thighs, hooks a thumb in his waistband, shyly looks up at the camera, and parts his lips.]
Like this?
[He tugs it just low enough to let Takasugi have a peek of both hipbone and hair.]
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Date: 2026-03-23 01:53 pm (UTC)and then... the urge to pull the camera aside and take flexes strong under his soot-black fingers.
if a part of takasugi's brain weren't so insistent on getting the job done, maybe his thumb wouldn't even more for the trigger in compliance. )
Just like that.
( takasugi coos, the sharp click of the camera as he takes a shot or two the only other sound. he ignores the heavy thump of his own heartbeat. )
You've been waiting all night for me to come home, brining with want until all the lust in you becomes warmth in your chest, and you can hardly wait any longer. ... That's good, Amagi-kun. Tilt your chin in a little, and I'll... ( a pause, to swallow the saliva gathering in the back of his throat, ) ... I'll just take a few more.
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Date: 2026-03-23 02:56 pm (UTC)For someone serious about work, you sure love getting off on the clock. [His languid limbs finally find the energy to get up and push himself off his seat. He walks toward the camera.] Maybe I oughta delete those pics the hard way.
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Date: 2026-03-23 03:29 pm (UTC)( scooting back with the camera... actually, should he lift it out of reach? he hugs it to him. )
No. Not after all the precious effort it took to convince you to take your shirt off.
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Date: 2026-03-23 03:59 pm (UTC)I'm glad you're putting your newfound photography skills to use, Prez, but are you even publishing this? Be so for real now.
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Date: 2026-03-23 04:15 pm (UTC)( he's really, seriously thinking about it. hold on. )
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Date: 2026-03-23 04:21 pm (UTC)( he raps his claws alongside the plastic surface before holding it just in front of rinne. obviously, he doesn't want to break it either. )
But if we're not going to use this for money, are we sticking with our old bromides? This could have been something special. You've got to innovate in the business world, after all, so I thought that as idols, we should set our own trends. A spring-themed set, perhaps.
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Date: 2026-03-23 11:58 pm (UTC)I don't wanna waste all this for nothing, but...
[Quietly, he says,] There are just some things I want only you to see.
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Date: 2026-03-24 01:21 am (UTC)Ah, ... well ...
( rinne is so cute. why didn't he just say that? takasugi's affection levels are bouncing all over the place ⬆️⬆️⬆️. )
We can delete them, ... and just edit some of our old bromides and plaster flowers or whatever on the border.
( just photoshop it. easy. he lets his tail brush against rinne's in a sign of reassurance, holding it up so he can erase the contents freely. )
But before we return the equipment and finish for the day, ... that reminds me. I wanted to make a little request. You know, as... yours. Something I've been thinking about for a while now. I haven't had a good chance to ask what with our busywork and the public watching us outside the studio.
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Date: 2026-03-24 05:35 pm (UTC)He fiddles with the camera, browsing through the photos in the display as he deliberates the deletion of each one. He stops at the photo with his thumb in his trousers. The same thumb hovers over the button now, hesitant. It's very good picture. Maybe even a little too good. At the very moment he hesitates, Takasugi calls himself the very word he's never sure how to feel about.
Yours.
It shouldn't rattle him as much as it does. It's not like he's forcing Takasugi to do anything. But when Takasugi holds himself back, he wonders if it'll always be a good thing. The words of his AI come to mind...]
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Date: 2026-03-24 05:36 pm (UTC)[He leans back, standing tall with one hand on his hip and both ears at attention.
He never deletes the picture.]
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Date: 2026-03-24 06:15 pm (UTC)he’s curious what rinne thinks he’ll ask for, though.
something desperate? something crazy? he’s never made a request like this, and for a fleeting moment, he imagines just turning around to walk away in embarrassment. there’s no space to pace here, but all the nervous energy is bubbling up in his feet, making him feel like he could bounce, and. when rinne calls him "cutie", it at least makes things a little easier. no one from his time could ever imagine him radiating with this much enthusiasm to ask for something, maybe, where takasugi had simply made demands instead. )
... I wanted to take what they call a "couples' selfie" together, so I can use it on my phone. You'll take one with me, right? Of course you will.
( great. cool. he says it boldly, a hand on his own hip and all the energy of a man who's struggling to keep it together when asking for something so...
commonplace. intimacy rolls off his tongue much easier, the poetry of it all coming so naturally, but when it comes to something like this? it's like attuning to a hug. )
After we get you cleaned up, though. And after... I don't know, we figure out how to pose together. I've been wanting to try this for ages now.
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Date: 2026-03-25 01:50 pm (UTC)A couple's selfie, though... A soft chuckle escapes him as he sets the camera down.]
That's been on your mind, huh?
[Rinne remembers, of course. Takasugi's slimmer frame had barely filled Rinne's shirt in, almost like a woman waking up in his own room the morning after. He looked so adorable next to Rinne then. No one would have guessed he could kill a man without hesitation.]
What, tired of your wallpaper already? [He leans in, hand on his hip.] Come to think of it, I dunno what you've got on that thing. You never lend me your phone...
[Does Takasugi have an opening Rinne can use to steal it?]
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Date: 2026-03-25 03:01 pm (UTC)now, he flips the device out of his pocket and willingly slides it into rinne's grip. a smile of his own from nearly a year ago greets him, radiating the gentle warmth that sunflowers need to welcome the sun each morning. takasugi's never changed it from what his own AI snapped that very moment, always looking to it right before bed... before a performance... before packing a modicum of his personal items to move into their home... )
I wouldn't call it tired. I was planning to keep it the same for as long as possible until the image was permanently imprinted beneath my eyelids, actually.
( hello? )
But I don't have a lot of you to call my own, exactly. I don't have a lot to call my own in general. And I was thinking... if I have to gaze at you like this all the time, I’d like to be a bit selfish and see myself there too, even if just for a moment. Something I can hold with me irreversibly, like a timeless piece of the night sky. Not even a poem or a flower pressed against a page can evoke as much as a picture at times. That's why I keep saving all these bromides of you, and...
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Date: 2026-03-25 03:05 pm (UTC)Putting that aside, though, doesn't it just sound fun? Here. I'll lean into your neck, and—
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Date: 2026-03-25 03:54 pm (UTC)Why'd it take this long for you to ask?
[As if Rinne is someone he can't touch?
If anyone didn't deserve to be with anybody, it's...]
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Date: 2026-03-25 04:03 pm (UTC)I'd do anything to tie my fate to you, you moron. That's what we talked about, didn't we?
You chose me. I wanna remember that.
[Even if this weren't a dying man's wish, it isn't as if he'd hate this side of Takasugi to be a memory. A picture will be proof of it.]
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Date: 2026-03-25 04:49 pm (UTC)maybe he'll die now, actually. all the yearning one man can possibly have convalesces into a ball and bursts right in the center of his chest, threatening to choke him with happiness over being forced to look at what interests him the most in this world and the next. his cheeks feel so hot. the smile on his own face turns radiant, all the words like honey to a man who always tastes rinne's kindness like he's starving for it. and he is, always, starving in a sense. he doesn't really have a reason to be, but there are several reasons at the same time. this gross want to monopolize rinne for his own can't twist into something that traps him so violently like those other fans might, though.
this needs to stay something unique. rinne asked him to haunt him, but takasugi, he... he licks his bottom lip, fumbling for the phone to angle it towards them. )
Right. I am being pretty stupid about this, huh.
( pressing foreheads together is so good... so good. he could do this forever. but it doesn't make for an easy picture. he leans into rinne's neck, tilting his gaze and the frame. )
Actually, ... Amagi-kun. I still have a gift I haven't given to you for that holiday you were so eager about. White Day, it was? It's a little ways from here, though, on the shore. Something special I wanted to show you. Something I wanted to talk to you about. And, uhm... do you think you could be the one to drive us there, actually? My legs feel like jelly thanks to the smooth way you're always cupping my jaw. There should be a bike parked out front.
( from the very beginning, this "job" of theirs was just a setup. )
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Date: 2026-03-25 06:59 pm (UTC)Sometimes I get the feeling you just want me to drive you around... Kyaha! One thing at a time, Prez. Rinne-kun can't do it all. First, say cheese!
[His larger hand envelops Takasugi's own as he holds Takasugi's head, tucks it into the crook of his neck, and brings the Syntrofos up at a better angle. At the camera, Rinne beams.
Click!]
Send that one to me later. I'll get dressed, then we can go on our date.
[He'll call it a date. That's what this is, after all.]
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Date: 2026-03-26 02:56 pm (UTC)to remind him that this body is real and there will be more times. more photographs. all he needs to do is set their course properly.
all he needs to do is live.
he thumbs with the device to set it as his wallpaper, and maybe he's well and truly lost his mind at this point, but ... he presses his lips gently to rinne's forehead on the screen, reminiscent of the same one he'd felt on his own in a dream just weeks ago. no one can see right now, so it's fine. no one can see as he obediently sends it to... ah, it's still saved as AMAGIBIGDICK69 on his device. funny. actually... while he's waiting, why doesn't he change himself? it cost a fair amount to rent this studio, so he might as well rock a red biker jacket and some black boots that will definitely support him better than these sandals that will simply struggle to shuffle about in the sand.
when rinne is ready, he'll find takasugi waiting just outside, a hand threading through strands of red to flip them back over his shoulder.
a helmet rests in his grip, sitting on a thin hip. strangers walk past, muttering to themselves over whether or not an augmented should have a permit for these things. )
What took you so long? Did you get lost in the racks trying to look your best?
( just saying. he's clearly hyped that rinne referred to it as a date... )
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Date: 2026-03-28 05:08 pm (UTC)Finally, Rinne comes out to greet Takasugi in the change of clothes he gave him — a big, red leather jacket with fur trim, and a pair of skinny black pants that bring attention to his long legs. He saunters toward the bike with his usual confident swagger. ]
Fuck you! I woke up like this. [ He has a pair of sunglasses on....... Someone's also stupidly excited they're doing something different. Like hell he's going to admit he spent two minutes admiring their selfie, though. ] Sick ride, pretty boy. You make it yourself?
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Date: 2026-03-28 06:35 pm (UTC)( he lifts a foot to tap it twice against the side of rinne's leg for emphasis, drawing the words out on his tongue like melting sugar.
maybe it's a little juvenile to tease after all that, but takasugi loves the energy. he loves to see rinne enjoying himself, the beat of it stirring his own excitement further. as his tongue presses against the side of his lip, playful, he gives rinne a very obvious look-over, sketching size difference and the lines of his tight clothing to memory. he’s always had a good sense of fashion, but this outfit was picked out just for their date, wasn't it? that makes it special. that's what gives it meaning.
... date.
the word rolls about in his head again, bringing back all the forbidden warmth from their last one, the cool touch of the dark and of a promise he couldn't keep. )
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Date: 2026-03-28 06:39 pm (UTC)( literally. he'll hand over the helmet, his smooth fingertips always careful not to catch the back of rinne's hand to accidentally rip into his flesh.
there's another one latched onto the motorbike by a clip, takasugi fitting the small of his rear onto the cushioned back seat to start feeling out the ride. it's clear from his curious expression that he's never been the passenger, or at least, it might be clear from the way he fidgets excitedly and keeps patting his knee. there's an energy to him that's not unlike the sort of driver that zips in and out of the fast lane. takasugi rights his posture as he waits for what he's meant to hold onto, tail bunched behind him. )
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Date: 2026-03-28 09:05 pm (UTC)Thanks for the compliment. As for our next stop, I dunno. I'm still kinda stuck on the legality of your mods...
Well, that just comes with dating a criminal.
[He puts the helmet on.]
Let's get some ice cream by the Water's Edge first. I got a feeling we'll need a sweet treat before everything else. Sound good?
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