Mint Chocolate Cookies (World trigger)

Hungover

It's been two years since that day.

Ninomiya doesn't know what to think.

Oh, what a two years it had been.

Ninomiya never really thought about time. He thought that there were better things to do then to idly sit about, contemplating laws of the universe that were, in all reality, incomprehensible. Before, one day, he sat down and realised how long two years actually was. Yet, how short it could feel.

When Tachikawa had become his roommate, Ninomiya had suddenly realised that he lived time in a bland, draining day-to-day fashion. It's the equivalent of living life one day at a time, yet making everyday a carbon copy of the last without fail.

Tachikawa didn't do that.

There was always something new, some goal, some quota to fulfill, somebody to fight, somebody to beat, a reason for everything, a drive to do so, trying something new, and the willingness to do just that. It was always moving. It never stayed the same.

There was something that shifted.

All the time.

Living with him really made this contrast all the more apparent, with Ninomiya ending up grey, and in a loop, and Tachikawa shining, and challenging himself, sometimes to a fault, to do the unthinkable.

Sometimes it really was to a fault.

On days like today, it just...

Tachikawa was sometimes stupid.

Ninomiya groaned in frustration as Jin texted him. It became required for Ninomiya, somewhere along the line, to be able to contact Jin in case Tachikawa did anything a little too reckless, and was in need of help that he couldn't ask for. This was one of those time.

[ I'm afraid he's pretty damn drunk... dunno why...that was in the past... I'm driving him over. ]

Jin's message displayed what Ninomiya had wish didn't happen.

But, well... here they were.

He buried his face in his hands from his spot on the couch. He replied with an empty [ Thanks ] hoping the damage wasn't anything too severe. But let's be honest, this was Tachikawa they were speaking of, and nothing was straightforward, or tame about the guy.

He really wished that there was.

He knew that they weren't too far away. The local bar was a little off campus, and was only a few minutes away if Jin was driving. Thankfully.

He waited in silence, and reflected on the time that passed.

Two years really was a long time.

Finally, there was a knock on the door, and Ninomiya rose to his feet, and opened to door to see Jin with an arm around Tachikawa's shoulder, keeping him upright, and Ninomiya positioned himself to take Jin's place.

"There you go..." Jin whispered to him, as he took Tachikawa off his hands. "I'll live it to you, big man."

"Please- don't call me that." Ninomiya grumbled, "Thanks for getting him back, drive safe."

"Yeah sure. As long as he doesn't die."

"I'll see that he doesn't."

ANd with that, Ninomiya closed, the door behind him, and tried to support less of his boyfriend.

"Can you stand?"

"Can I what?" Tachikawa grand, slurring all of his words heavily.

"Stand, on your own."

"I think.... Hold on... lemme try."

And Tachikawa removed his arm, only to stumble and almost fall again, caught only thanks to NInomiya's astonishingly great reflexes.

"Nope... can't." He chuckled good naturedly.

"You are useless..."

And Ninomiya lead his back to his spot on the sofa, and sat them down.

"Shut up. Man." Tachikawa grumbled, after a long pause, that made it hard to tell that he was carrying on the conversation thread that was thought to have been broken a few seconds ago.

Ninomiya relaxed, as Tachikawa's weight was released off of him, and instead leaned backwards, relaxing.

Ninomiya had known what was coming very well long before Tachikawa had fastened himself around his arm.

A drunk Tachikawa ment a clingy Tachikawa.

Ninomiya huffed, but there was really nothing to be mad at. THat was his curse with Tachikawa. He could never really bring himself to be strict. At all.

"Heyy there...~" Tachikawa mumbled, tripping over the fuzzy syllables.

"Yeah... hey."

"Mmmph..." HE grunted, he didn't seem like he wanted to talk, yet wanted to talk too much, yet couldn't.

NInomiya rolled his eyes. Jin's side effect had presumably saved him from having to deal with the worse of it, and Ninomiya prayed that, selfishly, he hadn't done anything rash with anybody else.

For his sake, and Tachikawa's.

"Come here...... Here dammit...." Tachikawa groaned, pulling down in his arm.

Ninomiya nearly groaned, as Tachikawa kissed him roughly. His tongue damp with alcohol.

"How much did you have?" Ninomiya asked, after prying Tachikawa off of himself. He loved him, he really did, but getting Tachikawa drunk was an admirable feat. One that required way too much beer. His alcohol tolerance was nothing short of astronomical.

"I.. Uh... Mayeb I had too many, one or two to many- er somthin..."

"Goddamnit..."

"Oh shut up... you know you love me..."

"Don't ask me why..."

"You doo... you do all these things for- for me and I love ya."

Ninomiya suddenly smiled, sometimes- no- most of the time, Tachikawa had this effect on him.

"I love you too... or something... now, don't blame me if you have the worst goddamn hangover of your life tomorrow."

"Won't"