omi is having a great time good for him

[sengokus]

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weekend 0, saturday

[sengokus]

[literally every single one of my saturday PCs is getting set in the gym because mineo is a jock and that's just how it is. but he's just poking through the stuff excitedly, probably hanging out by the boxing ring and trying on one of the boxing gloves]

We didn't even have one of these at the station - aahh, that's so cool...!

[but he'll look up when Omi is walking in, grinning easily]

Hey, Omi-san. Looking around?

[housewolf]

[He gives a friendly wave.]

Yup. Figured it would be a good idea to familiarize myself to this place. Dunno how long we're gonna be here.

What station?

[sengokus]

Oh... Just the police station - I used to work with Field Ops Team 2. We had some amenities there, but nothing like this.

[he looks away when a bit when he explains it before turning back to omi]

Kind of a weird place to give us, but I'm not complaining.

[housewolf]

It's not that weird. Plenty of people are into working out.

I'm a little surprised there isn't a pole though.

week 0: monday

[housewolf]

[Omi's standing in the simulations room, hand on the podium as the scenery shifts into a beautiful landscape of the beach at sunrise.

His expression is soft as he takes it in, but he hasn't noticed that he's got company.]

[sengokus]

[well - he'll find out! mineo's not exactly looking to surprise anyone, so he whistles in admiration first before he wanders closer]

What a view!

[housewolf]

[A redheaded teenager, who was almost coming into view, disappear.]

Right? I've only seen this a few times, but it's a shot I love.

[sengokus]

Oh - hey, who was that?

[THE TEEN?]

week 0, post-mini event

[sengokus]

[mineo is sitting on the floor of the kitchen

still sloshed out of his mind

he's holding a pint of ice cream in his hands, confused and looking like he's about to cry]

That's not.... Why.... Who took - the ice...?!

[housewolf]

[Oh this doesn't look good.

He'll kneel on the floor to check in on him.]

Are you okay, Mineo?

[sengokus]

[he just

holds onto the ice cream pint in his hands]

Omi-saaaaaaan....! We... We ran outta ice - how we're gonna... for all the Wraths....!

[please stop]

[housewolf]

[So it's like this. He pats Mineo's head and goes to get him a glass of water with ice.

Can he give him the water? Will he take it?]

If you put it back, it'll freeze again, okay?

Week 0: Saturday

[housewolf]

[Omi is in the kitchen all night. He has just so many bowls out. They're all filled with different batters and he's beating them manually, despite plenty of mixers.]

[sengokus]

[ . . . . well

mineo does wander in there eventually

and he just pauses and - ]

... need some help, Omi-san, or is this a one man job on purpose?

[housewolf]

It's on purpose.

I just... [Everything happened so much and he needs his body to be doing something.]

You can take one if you want.

week 1, wednesday

[sengokus]

.... are people acting even weirder...

[no, you're imagining it, sweetie. but mineo will at least be looking around - wandering around? apparently he's going to be in the tea room now, eyeing the items with curiosity]

I feel like this is way too fancy for me... [but he'll turn when he hears someone approaching and grins] Hey Omi-san! How about an acting lesson?

[housewolf]

They sure fucking are.

[ When this is over, he'll be so happy. Omi's got a pot of green tea and he'll pour Mineo a cup. Come, sit with him. ]

Didn't know you were interested.

[sengokus]

[neat! mineo's just gonna walk over]

Hmm... I don't know if I am, not sure if I have the talent or the time for it -

But I just feel way too casual to be in a fancy place like this.

week 1, post-trial

[sengokus]

[well he -

. . . he honestly doesn't make it far. or maybe he comes back. it's hard to say. but just outside the conference room, against its shut and locked doors, there's enomoto mineo, slumped against the door, head knocked against it

and staring so, so intently upward at a spot on the ceiling even though there's nothing there]

[housewolf]

[Omi will... pat his back.]

Ceiling won't have answers. But I feel you.

[sengokus]

[he's

so incredibly fucking tense]

.... better or worse than last week, Omi-san?

[a beat]

Are you feeling - better or worse?

week 2, monday [1/3]

[sengokus]

[okay so mineo has to eat eventually so he's gonna be wandering into the kitchen and then softly - ]

Oh, of course Omi-san's gonna be here.

[he was trending to avoid people!! poorly]

[sengokus]

[ Today, it would appear as though Yanagi won’t let you get away with it. ( 14:25 - 16:28 )

The man who stands in front of you is someone you respect. You remember just a few months ago that it was impossible to trust him, to let him get to know you, but he had a steady, persistent way of speaking. He’s the ideal man - cool, composed, smart, and caring. Yet now when he turns to you, it’s easy to feel as though you’re being scolded and admonished.

Maybe you are.

But instead of being able to face that care, you are instead consumed with guilt. The suffering end of a call out. The self-pitying end of it. You bow your head to him, and take your leave - and you wish that you could have something to show for your efforts when you go back.

You know you won’t. ]

[sengokus]

[ . . . and at the end of it, mineo just sighs and looks away.]

.... everything's really getting heavy today, huh....

[housewolf]

[And in turn Mineo will get a memory of Omi's.

--

It's a sunny, beautiful day, and your heart is full of guilt and shame. You see an older couple at the graveyard and he hesitates, unsure of what to say. How do you say sorry when their son died and your still alive?

They start reminiscing, but so much of it is foggy and unclear. Until they say, "If only Nachi had turned over a new leaf like you did, Fushimi. He might be on stage right now."

Confusion from Omi. "I'm sorry, what?"

"Oh, didn't he tell you? He always dreamed of being an actor one day. He fell in with the wrong crowd, but he never stopped loving plays."

Here you are. A man with no ambition, no dreams, and wasting his life away. Your best friend had dreams and you never even knew about them.

How unfair. You should've died instead.

--

And at the end Omi looks tired too.]

... It is.