[Hakkai is waiting until midmorning to call, for reasons of kindness to a probable hangover. If he were capable of getting really drunk without killing quantities of alcohol that wouldn't be neighborly to anyone else on board, he'd have done it himself.
At least he's now completely sure that the flood is over. He hasn't lost time since the day before yesterday. And...
Me, I want a harem of at least ten hot women all crazy for me
Gimme your pitch for why I should give you your sword
[Gojyo isn't much for research, or planning ahead, but he has at least taken the time to skim through Jun Wu's network posts, as well as Xie Lian's heads-up about him.]
You reading her private conversations over her shoulders like some creep, or what?
[Gojyo's only context for Vincent's wardening style is him hovering like an overprotective father during the Stockwood port. Did Katie need that kind of hovering? Gojyo doesn't know! But all the same, that's the impression he's got to work with.]
It’s been approximately five months since Armand first kissed Goyjo. Appropriately for everything that followed: it had been shortly after they’d watched something together and gone a lot further than kissing.
Since then, they’ve spent a lot of time together watching films (including ones that Gojyo’s chosen), in bed and even just casually spending time together. None of that held any special meaning for Armand (who has his own routines) right up until he saw Hakkai and understood his vague suspicion about claims of ‘friendship’ are completely justified. In the face of jealousy, it would be wrong if there was nothing to be jealous of.
Of course, Armand’s not about to inform Gojyo of any of this, and he can rely on Gojyo’s active efforts not to think about certain things to his advantage. It would be a waste not to take that advantage.
When he calls Goyjo up, he’s not worried that Gojyo will have noticed anything about timing. Besides, it’s not like it’s rare.
“You can choose what we watch,” he offers. It’s not as it’s the first time.
"Oooh, finally outta weird movies to torment me with?" Gojyo jokes, leaning against Armand's shoulder. It's not the first time Gojyo's gotten to choose the movie, and Armand is correct in thinking that Gojyo thinks nothing of the date.
He considers for a few moments, before he puts on Kurosawa's Stray Dog, with an air of not-so-subtle smugness. This movie isn't complete brain-rot trash! Gojyo can confidently say as much by now!
Hey, Go-Joe. [It's not technically pronounced wrong but it is incredibly American.] Congrats to ya on gettin' paired, first of all. But when y'all get a spare minute tonight, I'd appreciate the chance to get to talk to ya in person.
Gojyo had been mostly asleep - well, in a drunk stupor, which is close enough to count - when Armand had carried him down to what's switched over to mentally referring to as their cabin. As he can be very considerate (depending on the time of day), he'd put Gojyo to bed with water in easy reach yet out of danger of being knocked over by flailing and settled in to spend the early hours of the 'New Year' watching Fritz Lang's filmography.
It had been a good night. It had been a good couple of weeks, even if he's still sometimes hit by memories of the flood every so often. He knows how to keep going, and there are distractions. So he couldn't say why he's also suffered from bouts of carefully hidden frustration, or he couldn't say it until last night.
Perhaps he should've seen it coming, but he's not very good at predicting the future. Or knowing what he feels until after he's felt it for some time. He can barely properly enjoy Woman in the Moon, which just goes to show the dangers that can come with acknowledging something.
He's on top of it enough that when Gojyo starts seriously stirring Armand abandons him to start making scrambled eggs.
Gojyo stirs and mutters some nonsense as Armand picks him up, and when he puts him down on the bed, but other than that he settles down and sleeps like the dead, so at least Armand gets a peaceful start to the new year.
Gojyo, with his long, proud history of getting really wasted, usually knows to drink at least a few glasses of juice or soda - or water, in case the former two aren't readily available - before he crashes. Having failed to do so last night, he curses to himself as he wakes up. Stupid drunk!Gojyo from last night making present!Gojyo feel like shit... He doesn't remember how he got home, but it's not like he can't make guesses.
He gets up eventually, in his nice but crumpled clothes from last night, and shambles to the kitchen. Grunts at Armand in greeting before proceeding to liberate a jug of orange juice from the fridge which he drinks straight from (glasses are for non-hungover squares).
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