meme for pocky /high school AU meme

[insinning]

[1.This is sure a thing, don't question the time-loop continuum and go with it] [2. Now with a high school AU]

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[insinning]

[ With a sudden lapful of Oria, Sinclair finds it a lot harder to focus in his flustering. Unfortunately, that means he misses a few key combos]

Ah--are you trying to cheat this quickly?

[Losing this round only fuels his competitive energy and he focused it on beating Oria's character down quickly]

[dissimulative]

I'm not cheating—hey!

[ Oria doesn't make it too easy for Sinclair to give a beatdown, but he eventually succumbs. Tied 1 to 1. He grumbles, looking at Sinclair past his handheld. He doesn't bother getting off his lap since that's not on his mind right now. ]

Next round is mine!

[ He's going to take advantage of Alisa's mobility trait for this. ]

[insinning]

You are too.

[ How? Who knows. Sinclair will hold stubborn though as he tries to get around Alisa's mobility by blocking where he can. Come on combos!!]

[dissimulative]

[ Oria still isn't getting off the lap... but King gets the combo in, faltering the mobility and she basically gets wall trapped and loses. RIP. ]

Oh my god...

[insinning]

[h e h ]

You were saying?

[ Oria gets a poke to the cheek for the cheating]

[dissimulative]

I was not cheating!

[ He pushes the entire handheld into Sinclair's face. Bye. ]

[insinning]

Wah-- [ He sputters, gently pushing that handheld away from his face]

Okay, okay. I still won though.

[dissimulative]

You did.

[ Oria isn't a sore loser, so he'll accept that. This time. ]

When do you even get the time to brush up on your game skills? It always feels like you're burying your nose into a book.

[insinning]

Oh, when you're out I guess.

[ On dates and other things. Like his meetings. Very gently and carefully he'll brush Oria's hair out of his face. Soft...]

Club activities don't take up that much of my time either...

[dissimulative]

[ Oria eyes Sinclair's fingers moving to brush the hair out of his face. He normally doesn't like it when people touch his hair, but he finds that he doesn't hate it as much when Sinclair does it. Perhaps it's because he does it with care. Perhaps it's because Oria knows his intentions—

...

Does he really? Oria looks past the fingers, up at Sinclair's face. He's very soft—his heart is too. ]

Could it be that you're actually a genius?

[ He tries to laugh it off like he usually does. ]

[insinning]

Please. [ Sinclair drops his hand, smiling down at Oria in bemusement. They've known each other for so long and...really, no one outside of his family knows him better]

You know that's wrong.

[dissimulative]

Okay, fiiiine. You're so hardworking and know how and where to apply things. Better?

[ He reaches up and lightly pulls on Sinclair's cheek. ]

[insinning]

...somehow that sounds terrible when you put it like that.

[Or Sinclair is just bad at taking compliments, even from a childhood friend.

Also, owwww his cheek. Sinclair pokes Oria's cheek in turn, making no move to shove Oria off his lap. It's nice]

[dissimulative]

How is that bad?

[ He stops pinching his cheek to pinch his nose instead. ]

I meant it genuinely!

[insinning]

By pinching my nose--?

[ Sinclair will snatch at Oria's hand and pull it down, looking skeptical. Try to take your hand back now]

[dissimulative]

Because—

[ Ah. That sure is his hand being pulled down like that. Oria keeps the grin on his face though, and laces his fingers with Sinclair's after correcting the hold. ]

—my words mean something when they're for you.

[ Is he flirting like usual? His natural tendencies? Or is that a genuine compliment? ]

[insinning]

[It's hard to tell sometimes, isn't it? But Oria had never told him nice things he didn't actually mean.

Sinclair finds his cheeks reddening anyway. This is just how Oria is, he tells himself. It doesn't stop him from squeezing Oria's hand gently]

Mm... you've always been like that.

[dissimulative]

That's right! I have!

[ Oria laughs a little, feeling the squeeze of their hands together. ]

Does it bother you?

[insinning]

No. [His smile grows a little, honest and warm. It's never anything but with Oria] I like you as you are.

[And if most people would balk before saying these things, Sinclair never has, at least, not with Oria.]

[dissimulative]

[ Ah.

It feels strange to be told that with so much sincerity, but he knows that Sinclair means every single bit of it. That's why there's a small bit of pink on his face and a lot of sincere gratitude when he says the following: ]

Thanks. I'm glad you do.

[ Oria wonders why Sinclair hasn't dated yet... ]

[insinning]

[Oh. He wasn't at expecting Oria to respond like that. He goes a little pinker, but his smile doesn't waver as he rubs his thumb over the back of Oria's hand absentmindedly]

Mm. That wont change, you know.

[No matter what happened...]

Did you want to keep playing some more or did you just want to rest?

[dissimulative]

[ Sinclair is so soft, and that's one of the reasons why Oria enjoys his company. Soft and sincere, a deadly combo when applied effectively. ]

You should finally go and do your homework.

[ Oria already finished his before the classes ended for the day, so he's not pressed about his. ]

[insinning]

Ah. [Sinclair glances over at his books on the table] ...I forgot.

[Genuinely, despite his earlier despair over it. He gives a little huff and lets go of Oria's hand]

Then you need to let me up.

[dissimulative]

I dunno... your lap makes a real fine pillow.

[ He laughs, but eventually lifts his head from the lap. ]

There you go. Now you're free to be held hostage by your paper. Good lap pillow by the way. 10 out of 10.

[insinning]

[There's that teasing he was expecting. Sinclair waits for Oria to move before he gets up and returns to his desk. He's still red, but he shoots Oria an exasperated look for that as he picks up his least favourite book in the world and opens up his laptop]

Uhuh. Of course it is. I actually stay still.

[Does Oria say that to everyone he uses as a lap pillow...he's not going to think about that.]