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Post by Hideo Araia on Jun 24, 2015 0:51:56 GMT
Why the fuck was this so easy?? Had he just met a treasure in human form? What the fuck was wrong with him. Did Emir have some sort of ptsd that prevented him from saying no. Honestly he was intentionally being a bit difficult just because, but obviously trying to get a little rise out of Emir but none of it was working. Not even asking for a spare key.
Then he was left in utter shock, more so than before, at the mention of burgers. Did he mean take out? Emir then said it'd take longer, which might have cleared that up but he was still confused as hell. "You cook?" Hide asked, just to make sure. He was going to be watching him, so it wasn't like he could get poisoned or anything.
He couldn't say no. "Whatever. I guess." To be honest though he was pretty damn excited, just over a burger, but he hadn't had anything with real meat in it for...well, it had to have been at least a couple weeks. His eyes flickered to the blood that had stained his clothes. In return for the favor he might has well fix him up first.
Hide pointed to Emir's stomach, and gestured for him to come over as he tossed green top of the strawberry he couldn't eat in the sink. "I'll fix that first, before you bleed everywhere. I don't want it in my food."
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Post by EMIR KOURI on Jun 24, 2015 4:01:29 GMT
| the coals are beginning to glow when it's all said and done, we'll shine like the sun
He didn’t really have the energy tonight. Hide’s attacks had left him emotionally drained. Tomorrow for sure, he’d get back at the man. He was his employer now but he would be damned if he was going to let the guy off easy after what he did. After all, he was only human. He still resented the guy a little bit for everything. But for now, he figured he’d suck it up. After all, how much credibility could he have in front of a man that had seen him cry a few hours prior?
“Yes. You think I’m walking out in public with this face?” the pinkette replied in annoyance. “As if I’d give them the fucking pleasure.” He muttered, reaching over to pluck a strawberry for himself and popping it into his mouth. “Sometimes I’m too lazy to leave the house.” The model continued. “Don’t sound too disappointed.” Emir replied not sure if he found Hide’s half assed response funny or irritating. He peered intothe sink, poking a solitary packet of ground beef. It was cold but it had been out long enough that it would be easy to cut up and fry. He dropped the left over leaves from the strawberry into the sink while running water over his fingers.
The pinkette obeyed moving closer to his new body guard smirking for a moment. “Aw c’mon, once you fry it, it would’ve killed all the bacteria.” He stated. At that heat disease was sure to die right? Maybe he should google it for better clarification. No need to cause himself food poison. “Don’t tell me you’re a picky eater?” Emir continued. He could only make so many dishes that didn’t require immense prep work. He would eat what he cooked and there was no way around it.
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Post by Hideo Araia on Jun 24, 2015 4:23:00 GMT
He raised a brow at the annoyed tones coming from Emir, but he was more amused by what he was saying than the attitude. "There's nothing wrong with your face." Hideo always thought a few scuffs and scratches, a bruise here and there, made him look manly. Then again, he'd been fighting since he was a kid so, he had to rationalize his behavior aside from just being in the mood.
Boy did he complain a lot though. "You're alive, so stop whining about it." Though the complaints about his face were a little curious. If he was so keen on protecting it was there another reason as to why Hide was told to bruise him there of all places. While Emir looked into the he parted his lips to say something before the man interjected.
Even he had his limits.
"That's disgusting." He didn't joke about his food. "And no, not particularly." In truth he'd eat just about anything, mostly because he didn't eat enough. One would think that by his sheer height and stature that he ate healthy every day, but he had genetics and exercise on his side. That was it.
He took the hand towel from Emir, rolling his eyes as he moved around him to turn the sink on. After the water ran luke warm he set it under and let it soak for a moment before shutting the off the faucet and ringing out the cloth. "You know, I was told to hit you in the face. I could have done a lot worse." Like breaking his nose, cutting open an eye, crushing his jaw onto a hard surface. "I went easy on you."
Hide turned Emir by the shoulders so he'd face him and not move around, and without hesitating he lifted his shirt and held it at his collarbone while the other hand began to take care of cleaning up the blood. "You're welcome."
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Post by EMIR KOURI on Jun 24, 2015 5:49:15 GMT
| the coals are beginning to glow when it's all said and done, we'll shine like the sun
Emir only huffed at the response, still finding a puffy bruised face to be something of a concern. He needed to reduce the swelling and he imagined a day of icing his cheeks would be god enough. “I’m sure the puffer fish look is VERY attractive.” He declared. He pouted, finding Hide’s comment a bit ironic considering he had been about to stab him to death. “Let’s get even. I’ll complaining stop then.” Emir suggested, a cheerful grin gracing his beat up features. As if he could even punch that hard. To Hide it would’ve probably felt like a gentle slap. He sometimes wondered what had happened for him to turn into such a wimp.
Maybe he would try working out more of his upper body. “I think it’d add a nice tang to the meat.” The model quipped. He let out a laugh at the man before nodding. “Good ‘cause I’m not a sous chef. I can make like five things, tops.” The model explained with a small shrug. At least he could feed himself the essential food groups. Emir leaned on the counter allowing Hide passage. He watched in silence, grateful that the man had only managed a couple of punches before he had been allowed to escape. A hospital bill and no money would ruin him. He shuddered at the thought. “I supposed it’s lucky that I ended up with such a benevolent hit man.” He mused.
He frowned looking away as Hide worked and trying to think of something clever to hide his embarrassment. Yes, he was pretty lucky wasn’t he? “My face is my only source of income. It doesn't surprise me that was their focus. Envious sons of bitches. You can’t work a photo shoot or walk a cat walk with a fucked up face.” Emir explained trying not to feel too ashamed at the whole situation. “This is manageable, I can cover it up with foundation if it’s still too noticeable.” The pinkette continued now glaring at the fridge as he felt his cheeks begin to heat up. He swallowed hard still feeling awkward about it.
“T-…Thanks Hideo.”
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Post by Hideo Araia on Jun 24, 2015 6:09:44 GMT
Puffer fish. He smirked faintly at the image in his head, but really it wasn't even that bad. Emir was just exaggerating. Besides, silver linings here, he wasn't dead, and still wealthy enough to pay for his work while at the same time not go bankrupt. Hide would have loved to pay someone else to do work for him, but alas, he was a poor bastard.
He supposed, after all of the brawling though, for someone that wasn't used to it Hide deserved to take some of what Emir had to dish out. It's not like shit like this happened to the pinkette every day, even if confrontation for Hide was a daily occurrence. He'd excuse the crying, in that case as well.
"Tch, I wouldn't say that. I just take what I can get. I never turn down decent money." He replied, his voice lighthearted despite the depth of it. Hide wasn't a good person, and he wanted that to be clear right here and now, but he could be relied on if he was being compensated in some way.
Hide bent over slightly, just enough to make it easier for him to clean Emir up. His buzz was still kicking, but he didn't want to actually hurt him by accident this time. Listening to him absently as he placed a hand on the man's hip to keep him straight he perked up whilst realizing it wasn't actually as bad as it looked. "Hm, all that blood over just a small cut." He grinned, carefully brushing over it with the towel before he stood.
Was that a thank you?..Well, he didn't actually think he'd get one to be honest, but he wasn't going to reject it. "Sure." He couldn't tell that Emir was blushing, his cheeks were already red from the punches he'd thrown, but the way he was avoiding eye contact was what made Hide question him.
"You okay?" The man smirked airily, tilting his head to get a peek at Emir's face. Catwalks, and photo shoots. He only just connected the dots then. "So you're a model? I couldn't have guessed." Hide chuckled. "Is that why you got all teary eyed?" He told himself he wouldn't bring it up, but..he couldn't help it. | ◀ MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
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Post by EMIR KOURI on Jun 24, 2015 7:31:20 GMT
| the coals are beginning to glow when it's all said and done, we'll shine like the sun
EHe wondered how often Hide found work. He made it seem like the situation was sometimes a little desperate. “So you waltz into my apartment and decide ‘Hmm let me choke this guy out and then take him for all he’s worth’?” Emir asked eyeing the underworlder curiously. “Hit man or not you act like any other businessman in Niji.” The pinkette observed idly. Cutthroat. Pun intended. He didn’t dare voice it not wanting to be shown the bloody knife once again. However, he filed the joke away eager to put it to use some other occasion.
Emir stared down at the man slightly puzzled at his diagnosis. “Small? As in ‘can we slap a band aid on it?’ small?” the man asked. He was confused as to why there had been such a mess. Did it have something to do with how tensed his abdomen had been? Yet another thing to ask Google later, if he even remembered. “Better small than deep enough to require stitching.” He said with a sigh. Actually he probably would’ve looked up online if he could simply super glue the wind shut. He didn’t really feel like heading to the hospital. He peered to look at his cut now that it was cleaned off. At least that was an easy fix. The shirt would probably require a little more work though.
He gripped the counter tightly at Hide questions him, eyeing his cocky expression. Emir bristled, pursing his lip as Hide brought back the thing he had wanted to avoid the most today. “How- I- I-…You shit!” the pinkette managed to stutter out. He rested his hands on his hips defiantly before pointing at his face. “This face earns your paycheck. You bust it, we both end up broke.” He stated, glaring with fiery indignance.
“And also- never EVER speak of that. You go to your grave with that knowledge!” Emir added, revealing his true worries. “Haven’t you ever heard ‘Don’t bite the hand that feeds you’?” the male continued his flustered rambling on as he pulled down his shirt,
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Post by Hideo Araia on Jun 24, 2015 9:54:41 GMT
Hitman? Hide had chuckled at that. He realized that his little side business made him seem like some kind of hitman, that wasn't all he did. There was far less killing involved. Most of those he worked for just wanted to send a message to the particular individual targeted. It was harder to send a message when said person was dead. Besides, fear was powerful, and scaring someone by using someone like Hide worked well enough.
However, his work was slim, especially lately. He didn't know why, but he supposed he could blame the active police patrols that were more lively during the summer months. All the parties, and accidents needed to be monitored, and he didn't doubt many people that would otherwise hire Hide for one thing or another were either keeping it low or just got busted. This was a lot to explain to someone who clearly knew nothing of the sort, and he didn't really want to kill his buzz so he kept it short.
"I'm not really a hitman. I was sent here to hurt you not kill. Obviously the person that hired me just wanted to scare you, or 'put you out of business'." Since his face was supposedly his way of making money. Hideo couldn't help himself at the reaction he'd gotten from Emir who was suddenly acting so flustered for no reason at all. Shouldn't he be used to showing skin? He was a model right?
He snickered, and laughed, trying to keep most of it in as he took a step back away from Emir after the man anxiously pulled his shirt down. "Aish, Calm down before you give me a headache. It's not like it was personal, this was just another job." He replied, still attempting to hinder his smiles. His free hand lifting to ruffle his raven locks while listening to the pinkette complain some more. "Luckily, you shouldn't need to go to the hospital, but you'll need a bandage, and not the tiny ones that go around your finger."
Hide rolled his eyes and sighed exasperatedly, again about his face. "Now quit exaggerating. For godsake, just put some ice on it, and you'll look fine." He was right, about the extent of his injuries though. If Emir couldn't get work because he was hurt Hide knew that it would affect him too. It was annoying that he was having to take care of him like this, but karma was a bitch and Hide never had good luck.
"Do you think you can put the bandage on? Or do I need to do that too? I kind of want to take a shower, and I am still hungry." If Emir was squeemish over his own blood, lord help them both. | ◀ MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
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Post by EMIR KOURI on Jun 24, 2015 22:51:46 GMT
| the coals are beginning to glow when it's all said and done, we'll shine like the sun
Emir tucked astray hair behind his ear, still a bit worried about the whole situation. To put him out of business was kind of a dick move but it also meant he was threatening. He worried frown slowly transformed into a smug smirk. Yes, now that he thought about it there would be no need to get rid of him unless he was working enough to outshine whoever had put out the job on him. “Hmmm, maybe I’ve got some good jobs on the way.” He stated hoping this was a sign of way better things to come.
He waved Hideo off. Excuse, excuses. He was still hurting. He supposed the guy got the idea though. At least he’d helped with the cleanup. He supposed he could stop harping on him for a bit. “I’ve probably got something in a first aid kit…?” he wasn’t exactly sure where it was though. Maybe in the bathroom? He had purchased one since his last flat mates were slightly more accident prone but couldn’t remember if he brought it with him or not. He huffed once more still a bit peeved but no longer interested in pestering the man anymore.
Honestly, he could be such a child sometimes. Was it because of his coloration or was had he just grown up a brat? N one would ever get a good answer. He’d grab a Ziploc and ice in a few minutes. Emir pouted sadly at the man. “I think I might need some help…?” he replied when his ability to slap a sticky patch on himself was questioned. The childish expression didn’t last too long as he straightened and began shooing the man over of his way. “Yeah, yeah, you’ve had a rough day harassing people.” He noted putting his attention to the sink and washing his hands. He began tearing off the plastic of the ground beef. Hmm, salt and pepper and what else? “You’re to-go meal will be ready in about 10 minutes. Don’t worry. You can do it.” Emir stated dryly moving around the man to turn on the stove and acquire a plate for his beef and a frying pan.
“Can’t imagine how far you live but it’s late. You won’t have to worry about rush hour.”
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Post by Hideo Araia on Jun 24, 2015 23:27:28 GMT
The returned confidence was ironically far better to hear than his dramatic griping about his poor face. So long as Emir had enough confidence to go do..whatever it is he did for work then Hide would have money to spend, and he was quite alright with that. However, there was something else they seriously needed to address.
Hide had thought that Emir was vastly unprepared for emergency situations just because he didn't have an alarm or other safe guards, but he didn't even have a first aid kit prepared and ready either?! Hide palmed his face with his free hand, smile falling at the realization of how much work this was really going to be. He was not about to spend his own money buying stuff for this punk to protect himself when he wasn't around. He'd have to make a damn list.
"Fine, I'll go look." The black haired man replied, turning away from him in the midst of all his talking to head to the bathroom. He did have a rough day, and it wasn't like he was asking much. Though Hideo was blind to his own burdensome behaviors when it came to those he wasn't familiar with.
Unfortunately even after walking away he could still faintly hear Emir in the kitchen. He talked a lot, but Hide was good at tuning people out. He'd opened the cabinet under the sink in the bathroom, moved around some cleaning supplies and thankfully found a clear plastic box. He had to open it just to make sure, knowing Emir he'd trash all of the needed supplies and just use the first aid kit box as some sort of storage container for...make up or something. He didn't know the lives of models, especially male models, but whatever.
When he returned he caught the last of what Emir had said, but disregarded it. "What are you doing? I said not to cook yet." He grumbled, setting the box on the counter and yanking Emir by the arm so he'd turn to face him again. His oppressive nature hard to mask in times like these. Though, at least this time instead of hurting him he was trying to help. He saw it as a part of his job now, and he needed the money so.
"Trying to get rid of me after you're hurt, and probably emotional still. Not very wise don't you think?" Yea he was bringing up the crying again, but this was Hide. He lifted up the man's shit once more, grabbing the towel from the counter and cleaning off the fresh blood that hard started to form just from him leaving it for a few seconds. "Don't move." He was being more serious this time, not wanting to get blood all over his hands, or make the cut more than a surface wound by accident.
Applying the bandage was easy. Thankfully for the sake of them both he had larger ones in here, so he didn't have to use five just to cover the one cut. After it was smoothed over the small line on his abdomen, Hide stood up straight and grinned proudly. "All done." He said, mockingly sweet as he let go of Emir's shirt for it to fall in place, however despite his good dead Hide patted the pinkettes stomach just to make it sting a little. For all the complaining. | ◀ MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
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Post by EMIR KOURI on Jun 25, 2015 0:47:44 GMT
| the coals are beginning to glow when it's all said and done, we'll shine like the sun
He had no idea what was wrong with Hide but seeing his expression fall was probably one of the funniest moments of his day. He grinned trying not to burst out laughing at the man before he disappeared to locate something to cover his stomach wound. He paid no mind to the grump, now focusing more on fixing up a meal. He set the frying pan on the stove and began pulling out a few spices out of a cabinet. “Ooh chili powder sounds pretty good right about now.” He muttered pulling out a small container with bright red ground up powder inside it and setting it down on the counter. He glanced down at his shirt for a moment considering changing it. Maybe he’d leave it soaking overnight and then wash it.
The pinkette considered this, about to pull over his shirt before snapping his attention to Hide yelping loudly as his arm was pulled. “Gently. GENTLY.” Emir snapped, tossing Hide another glare. “I’m not cooking yet I’m prepping.” The man added defensively. His face soured at the retort, pride feeling another sting over the word ‘emotional’. “You can’t actually think I’ letting you stay here?” he protested, fuming at the jab. “And don’t talk about my emotions when we’ve only met today!” he continued. Emir obeyed, freezing in place as his companion lifted his shirt once more. He watched quietly before attempting a small but strained grin at the man. “T-thank you.” He managed, wincing at the pats.
“But you’re not staying here. After all you were the worst I had in store today, and there’s no way in hell I’ll get any shut eye with you around.” Emir said firmly, moving away from the man and beginning to work. He dropped a little bit of cooking oil into the pan before setting to work on the patties. With practiced control, the model slapped and a few patties in his palms before sprinkling salt and chili powder in them and then finally dropping them into the pan. He paid no mind to the crackle and spit of the pan, only hissing a small ‘Ow’ as a bit of leaping oil hit his hand before dropping in another patty. Satisfied, he then reached into a drawer for a spatula and grabbed another plate to toss the finished burgers in.
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Post by Hideo Araia on Jun 25, 2015 1:31:23 GMT
Emir was the biggest baby he'd ever met. Almost worse than his sister when she got hurt. It was remarkable that he had enough patience to deal with it, but he was tipsy so, there was that. "I know enough about you to see that you're not prepared for anything." That wasn't a lie. However, he'd already made up his mind.
"Hm, you're welcome." Hide grumbled, narrowing his eyes at Emir as he moved away from him and went back to his cooking or whatever. Smile faded to a faint sneer. With Emir turned away from him he stuck his tongue out immaturely at the man's back, and walked off. "I'm taking a shower." Hide said already pulling his shirt off on the way out of the kitchen.
He felt gross from the walking around, the fighting, and thanks to the alcohol making him hot. Worst thing he'd dealt with today? Bah! The drama queen. He was going to take advantage of his hot water.
He let the water run for a while before he got in. Seeing his face for the first time in the last few hours. His hair was sticky with cream that he could still see on parts of his face, on the edge of his jawline where he'd wiped it off. Asshole. What kind of fight was that? Maybe he should teach Emir how to hold up a fist, rather than a cake.
Roughly a few minutes later, he'd stepped out of the shower, feeling tons better. His mood lifted to greater heights it had been all day. Hide stepped out to grab a towel when he realized there wasn't one where he usually had them at his place. That one closet in the hall though...Oh well.
Hide ruffled his wet hair, not caring that he was dripping everywhere, and picked up his clothes from the floor and stuffed them under the sink for now. He get them later, tomorrow when he left. Peeking out of the door to make sure Emir wasn't in the hallway, he shut the door behind him and snuck quietly to the closet with all the towels he'd seen before. Ah, but the smell of cooked food.
He was starving. Hissing to contain his grumbling stomach, Hide rubbed his midsection and opened the closet. Though, after pulling hard on a towel he wanted to use, several ended up pouring out and onto the floor. That was why he'd shut the door so quickly before..oops. "Emir. You're place is a mess." Hide called out to him, picking up one of the towels from the floor to wrap it around his waist. | ◀ MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
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Post by EMIR KOURI on Jun 25, 2015 2:25:02 GMT
| the coals are beginning to glow when it's all said and done, we'll shine like the sun
The pinkette bit his lip. He had a point though. The assault in the alleyway had made it clear just how defenseless he was. Still, it didn’t mean the black could just waltz into his home the same day despite whatever deal they had going on. He wanted to not think about the Man for a night. He could deal with him tomorrow when he was lazing around on the couch with ice on his face. That sounded nice actually. He nodded, unable to yell at Hide for jumping into the shower without even asking for permission. His attention now on flipping the patties in the frying pan, and adding a bit more salt and pepper to them as they cooked.
In the time it took Hide to shower, Emir had already finished the first batch and retrieved his phone, absentmindedly checking his email while keeping watch over the food. It smelled nice and fortunately the smell of charred meat was absent. He hadn’t burnt anything yet. “Sorry Dad! I’ll do chores tomorrow I swear!” Emir called out mockingly as he retrieved some hamburger buns from the pantry, and a bit of ketchup and mustard from the fridge. MMM. Delicious, plain hot patties in a bun. “Should be enough for tonight.” He sighed turning off the stove and moving the skillet away so it would cool off. He grabbed the plate of burgers and buns in one hands and the condiments in the other, walking over to set up the dinner table.
“Come and get it-” he declared turning to finally look at Hide before his expression completely blanked. Of all the things, the man thought it appropriate to walk around HIS HOME, his sanctuary, dripping wet and half naked. “Why are you naked?” he asked not believing this was happening. “Why are you wet there’s a blow dryer in the bathroom?!” he continued, getting more riled up as he stared back at the half naked man making a mess in his home. “I’m going into the kitchen now. And when I come out you’ll be wearing PANTS at the very least. This a no shoes, no shirt, no service establishment!” Emir stated covering his face with his palms in exasperation before walking back to the kitchen. He didn’t even care about the mess Hide had made of the linen closet not even tossing the thrown about towels a second glance. How had he ended up in this mess?
It was already like having a shitty roommate. Except this was a business partnership. Sure he had offered him dinner, but that didn’t mean walk around the house butt naked. He really didn’t want to know. It wasn’t that he was ashamed either he had seen plenty of naked men and women in his day. He just didn’t want to look at it while he ate. With his luck, that towel was going to fall right off somehow. He grumbled something about his bad luck while pulling open the fridge, staring down the contents. Eh, fuck it. “Two cokes it is ‘cause we’re out of beer! Whoopee!” he narrated before closing the fridge again and taking a seat at the dinner table.
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Post by Hideo Araia on Jun 25, 2015 2:57:50 GMT
He blinked, turning his cheek to look at Emir as he started barking at him again. He felt like a scolded child, but it's not like it was his fault. He did a terrible job of sorting his stuff out. He would have cleaned it up if he were dressed. Then he flinched as the pinkette's nagging just got worse. "Ah- Okay, okay." He winced, rubbing his temple with his left hand while the other held up the towel he had around his waist.
He'd definitely have to clean it up if he didn't want to hear Emir tout his agitated explanations on the 'rules'. What kind of rule was that? What if it was hot one day? He couldn't even take his shirt off? Weren't they both guys? Hide thought, as a model, he'd be used to seeing naked bodies or at least half nude. Hideo wasn't a model, but he was in shape.
Feeling mildly insecure thanks to his new employer Hide rolled his eyes as he slipped back into the bathroom to put on his jeans at least, Emir's exclamation about no beer a real problem though. He'd have to buy him some. Maybe after he was paid.
He dried off his hair with the towel, wiped off the tile floor, and put on his pants. Problem solved. It was uncomfortable as hell, but if Emir didn't burst a blood vessel in his stupid little head then he'd deal. He needed that head, more specifically his face, to make money.
"I'll buy you some this week. With all these rules I didn't peg you as someone that would drink." Hide said from the hall, stuffing the towels back into the closet and closing it hastily so they wouldn't fall out. Now that everything was clean, and his buzz was shot, maybe Emir could relax a little.
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Post by EMIR KOURI on Jun 25, 2015 5:02:11 GMT
| the coals are beginning to glow when it's all said and done, we'll shine like the sun
Emir let out a small huff but said nothing more at Hide returned with his pants on. Good. Who did he think he was anyway? Attempting to gallivant around his apartment almost naked. How incredibly unprofessional. He needed at least a week, AT LEAST, before he thought he would be ready to see Hide in the buff. Whatever. At least with his nagging, the man had done as he asked and even cleaned up after himself. Emir allowed a delighted smile to grace his lips, pleased with Hide’s thoroughness. He kept quiet listening to the hiss and pop of his soda can before taking a gulp from it. “It’s been a rough day. I don’t think I could take you accidentally flashing me.” He said picking out a bun for himself and grabbing a burger with the tongs he’s brought. As he began to make his sandwich he shrugged. “That’s alright. I wasn’t asking you to get some.” The pinkette continued once Hide promised he would purchase him some alcohol. He was his employer now. He wasn't going to make him buy booze for the man that was paying him.
“From time to time I like to go to parties and get really sloshed.” Emir added with a shrug. When the mood struck him he would, but he wouldn’t say drinking was a hobby he enjoyed often. He just really liked the sweet stuff. Juice was good. Capri Sun was a favorite, not that he’d admit to Hide. The guy would probably find out soon enough anyway. He looked like the snooping type.
“I know you are come eat with me.” Emir said relaxing a bit more now that Hide was clothed, at least partly anyway. He started putting a bit of ketchup and mustard on his burger before topping it off with the bun and taking a bit. Mmm, so good. He hadn’t realized how much he’d wanted something to eat. It would be just enough to fill him up before bed. Whatever Hide didn’t eat would be lunch for tomorrow. Everything was starting sort itself out now.
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Post by Hideo Araia on Jun 25, 2015 21:12:55 GMT
Hide scoffed, "I've been told that I'm quite nice to look at." He replied confidently to Emir's opposition to potential seeing him nude. He wasn't overtly arrogant about his physical appearance, but he believed he was good looking enough. "You're a model right? I didn't think you'd care."
If he knew that Emir preferred juice over beer, he would be appalled, but not entirely shocked. He always thought that most pink folks just liked sweet stuff. Maybe it was the color, and that it reminded him of bubble gum or cotton candy. Either way it fit. Hide on the other hand wasn't foreign to alcohol whatsoever. Emir would likely get to see first hand just how much of an alcoholic he could be, soon enough.
He peeked over the man's shoulder, watching as he sorted out his food. He could eat three of these burgers if he allowed himself. He couldn't even remember the last time he'd eaten. He didn't want to get sick from the couple beers he had on his way here.
After Emir was out of the way he made his own plate and dressed his food. He sunk into the table, and once setting his plate down he glanced over at the pink haired man and tried not to smile while saying. "Sorry I almost killed you." He could have, and at times he did get carried away. Hide picked up the first burger from his plate, taking a large bite, and officially leaning back as he reveled in the taste of real beef. Ah, it was heaven. | ◀ MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
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