90s sadness and gay???
[By this point, Leon has lost track of how long he's been searching for Count D. It became an obsession that only grew with time, and now he couldn't keep to one spot anymore. Not while D was still out there. Across cities, across countries, he probably looked insane to everyone around him. But they didn't know the half of it! Sometimes even Leon wasn't sure he understood what he was doing.
Right now wasn't the time to doubt himself, though. He'd hoped that this lead would get him even an inch closer to his goal, but he hadn't counted on spotting him in the streets. It had to be him. He'd seen him turn and look at him, and those eyes—]
Wait! Stop right there!
[He doesn't hold back, shoving his way through the crowded streets and keeping his eyes locked on him. It doesn't work, because of course it doesn't, and his steps slow in his confusion. His heart is beating way too fast, his stomach sinks, and for a moment he's sure he's lost his one chance.
But something catches the corner of his eye, and his instinct tells him to turn. He reaches out, grabbing the first wrist he can and meeting D's eyes with his own.]
...Found you.
Right now wasn't the time to doubt himself, though. He'd hoped that this lead would get him even an inch closer to his goal, but he hadn't counted on spotting him in the streets. It had to be him. He'd seen him turn and look at him, and those eyes—]
Wait! Stop right there!
[He doesn't hold back, shoving his way through the crowded streets and keeping his eyes locked on him. It doesn't work, because of course it doesn't, and his steps slow in his confusion. His heart is beating way too fast, his stomach sinks, and for a moment he's sure he's lost his one chance.
But something catches the corner of his eye, and his instinct tells him to turn. He reaches out, grabbing the first wrist he can and meeting D's eyes with his own.]
...Found you.
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Especially since he's stuck on the word vigilante.]
Yeah, like I could pull off Captain America or something. [Pls...] I'd rather do things by the book.
[He's half wondering if he should try calling his old chief, but he'd be suspicious of him suddenly wanting to settle down... Would they want D?? What would happen, he doesn't know, does anyone really know what is going on??] That's gonna take a while.
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He honestly doesn't consider the possibility that anyone else from LA wants anything to do with him. Why would they?]
You're going to become a detective again? [That will literally take forever, he can't even say more than three words in Italian.] And in the meantime...?
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[Ughhh none of his thinking ahead included any of this. He'd just thought if he could catch up to D, he'd show him what was right!! But he completely blanked here and just rambled, and now what are they doing?
He puts his face in his hands for a moment here.]
About either of those things! I don't know yet. But I'll figure it out.
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He settles for a vague kind of hum. Good start. Dimly he wonders if Leon has clued in yet that he won't be staying in Italy forever, so if he's truly dedicated to staying with D, he'll have to do this all over again eventually. He'll, uh. Spare him that for now.]
There's always taking up a paper route. Ooh, you could do odd jobs around town!
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What the hell kind of odd jobs would there be? [He doesn't know what Italians do... except SLEEP THROUGH LUNCH apparently.] God, the last thing I want to do is pick up some hokey part time job just to get by...
[Groannn... He scrubs at his face and drops his hand away.] But I guess I don't have much of a choice.
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Please, you're acting like I'm going to start asking for rent. [he wasn't?? This never occurred to him. Hmm.] As long as you'd like to stay here, you're welcome to it.
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So you changed your mind from earlier, or what? [He thought he just invited himself in... But it's nice to have permission.] ...Thanks. I'm not some freeloader, though, even if you might think I am. I'll find some way to pay you back.
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How very prideful. I won't discourage you from pulling your own weight, but having one more mouth to feed is hardly an emergency for me.
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Man, his head always hurts trying to figure out D. ]
If you say so. [ it's mostly pride... ] As long as none of them change your mind.
[ imagine getting kicked off the couch for a tiger or something?? How rude would that be. ]
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But where will T-chan relax? That poor child needs a comfortable place to stretch his legs after a long day.
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[Just hearing "that poor child" again makes his frown twist even more disgusted. Stop...!!! It's weird! But after a moment of consideration, he adds in a grumble:] Or he can learn to share.
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You would surely try kicking him out. I know you and your relentless need to take up as much space as possible.
[Don't deny that, it literally just happened.]
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[It's totally not his fault at all. At least half of the time. Maybe. So he's a little fun to mess with now and again, who cares...]
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[BARBARIAN!! He should put this whole couch in a cage labeled "stupid oaf" and see how Leon likes that.]
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[What kind of dumb line... Anyway, that counts D too, so watch out!! He... lightly nudges D's leg with his gross sneaker foot, that's all the playing around he's down for right now.]
The bites are almost always uncalled for.
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Well, it isn't as if you'll have anything to worry about— T-chan won't come around to see you. You've already won the couch.
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[That's... oh. He thought he'd be able to laugh in success, but instead he's kind of bummed? Great. Cool.]
Don't go and make me feel guilty about it.
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That wasn't my intention. Would you like me to talk to him...?
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[Shut up!! Ugh. He's so tired of thinking too much every other second, so he stands from the couch suddenly and moves across this room of the shop, maybe peering at a few things... Maybe he should take a walk. It feels like D is getting to him the longer he stays here without a break, and it might be good to reassure himself that he's not going to take off if he steps out, too...
If he doesn't take off. He said so, so...
Leon glances at him from over his shoulder.]
I'm going out. I'll be back in time for the picnic.
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Still, how much can they argue before Leon reconsiders his decision to stay? D looks away from him to the table, where he leans over to start fussing over the breakfast dishes.]
Do try not to get to lost. It would be a shame to cancel our picnic because you made a wrong turn.
[just go...... he needs to panic clean]
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There's no way I'm losing you again.
[Stop him.......... Just kidding, it's too late, the deed has been done and he's already shoving his hands into his pockets and heading for the door. Also... this way he gets out of having to help prepare the lunch! Ha ha ha. (Though with his bandaged finger as proof, that's likely for the best.)]
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Hopefully Leon's walk around the neighborhood will take him a while, because D will need some time to fret over his ridiculous lines and then actually do a few chores and prepare the lunch. It's only going to be sandwiches, but they're going to be amzing. Appreciate his skills.]
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Hey, D, it's time to go! [Why? Because he decided. The shop's all still here, there's no emptiness like the other time... And that helps the sinking in his stomach just slightly. Especially that One Lamp, which Leon is looking at now.
But he's impatient, so again:]
D?
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Except D, who is... trying a handkerchief over his hair when he pokes his head out into the main room to frown at Leon for shouting?? It's to protect his hair, obviously.]
Come here and help me carry this basket.
I forgot I didn't reply to this until beans talked about petshop
[He did not expect this... Not that he minds. He shuffles inside obediently to find the basket he needs to help carry. Honestly, it's such a small thing that he doesn't even think about how willing he is. It can't be that heavy, right?? Picnic time!!
He will pick this up and wait for further instructions, thanks. Hurry up with the hair thing.]
ya nerd
shh
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why are you allowing me to ask questions about petshop's bullshit
to torture myself and write dumb tags as a result
GOD
listen you started this
I MEAN....... YES, BUT
don't complain
leon draws out this suffering
why is this happening
it would just happen more in cereal stop him
screams no
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