ayabe catchall

[goldpeony]

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w3, post-trial

[goldpeony]

[Ayabe probably never left the ballroom, but listen. Jin Ling doesn't hang around for super long. He leaves and is gone for a short while, and then he comes back with a few things in hand.

But he wants Ayabe alone, so he sort of stick his head in and pspsps to get Ayabe to at least come to the doors. He shoves a blanket almost immediately into Ayabe's chest. On top of it is a lidded container of.... congee, it looks like, and several spoons. And he's making a point not to look in Ayabe's direction.]

[kazokun]

[ Yeah, he's hanging around moping for a while, intending to stay until everybody else leaves. Jin Ling is going to have to stand at the doorway pspspsing for a while before Ayabe finally looks over at him, not thinking that he was being called, but rather, he was going to ask something about what the hell that noise is.

But he comes obediently, and finds himself a warm blanket and congee and just how many spoons are there in here? Why is Jin Ling giving him corpse disease curing congee?? ]

Um.

[goldpeony]

[Pointedly, he still does not look at Ayabe and instead peers around the door inside. He frowns, leans back, finally looks Ayabe in the face.]

That's it. Take it.

[kazokun]

[ How many spoons are there!!! ]

...Do you want to eat with me?

[ Is that why there are so many spoons? Phoenix already gave him a spoon with his pudding cup and it's somewhere, he doesn't need any more. ]

[goldpeony]

[THERE ARE FOUR SPOONS. Be glad it’s an even number. Don’t turn your nose up at an extra spoon either.]

What...? It’s not for me, you moron. It’s for all of you.

[Well, the others if they decide to hang around with Ayabe.]

[kazokun]

Oh. Alright.

[ He's trying to parse who these other people are and whether Jin Ling expects him to like. spoon up some congee and feed Dazai through the bars or something.

WHY CONGEE, THIS ISN'T VERY SHAREABLE but maybe it's the only thing Jin Ling knows how to make, so Ayabe just holds onto it and nods. ]

Are you sure you don't want to stay too? For a little while. Dazai did like you.


[ .......he thinks ]

[goldpeony]

[This is, in fact, one of the only things he knows how to make really. Thank Wei Wuxian. And Wei Wuxian’s dumbass corpse poisoning congee.

He makes a bit of a face.] No, he liked to annoy me. [Because no one else his age wants to follow him much less be his friend. He glances by the door again briefly before looking back.]

...Do you need me?

[kazokun]

[ Ayabe likes Jin Ling. He likes to annoy Jin Ling too, so he knows it's the same with Dazai. If he finds you interesting, and gives you the time of day, that's "like" enough. ]

Yeah, I need you. But I won't be selfish and keep you, if you want to leave.

[goldpeony]

Can’t you ever just say what you want without being a rug to walk on for once? What’s selfish about saying it?

[Resigned, he sighs quietly.] Fine. But I have to put more bandages on. [And clean his back better because he got angry and showed his ass. As usual.]

[kazokun]

[ No, it's impossible. There's also an ocean between courtesy and being a doormat that Jin Ling sort of blurs all together, but Ayabe's too tired to argue that point. ]

Then, let me help you.

[ Is that direct enough ]

Moving is still painful for you, and you won't be able to see your back without being able to use a mirror.

[goldpeony]

[For a moment, he turns red, and it’s hard to tell if it’s because he’s somehow embarrassed or because he’s angry. He draws in a breath, but then holds it, face struggling in trying not to twist sourly.]

Just stay with Osamu Dazai, you stupid idiot! This is supposed to be me caring for you, not the other way around! Stop turning it back on me!

[And then he spins around to march off. But the entire half of the white garment of his back is covered in blood that has dribbled all the way down to his waist.]

[kazokun]

Bleeding everywhere is the opposite of taking care of me, Ling.

[ If that blood gets on the ground and triggers one of Ayabe's stupid panic attacks, that's just going to make everything worse, so he leaves his spot to follow behind Jin Ling. ]

I won't be able to rest worrying about both of you, so let me help you first, and then I'll look after Dazai.

[goldpeony]

[He slows to a stop, glancing over a shoulder. His face is, as usual, sour.]

Fine. I could just fix it myself.

[kazokun]

Okay. I'll still be there, in case you need me.

[ He still follows, intent on being there. Jin Ling is so proud and stubborn he would probably grit his teeth and bear the pain and do it all by himself even with Ayabe there, but at least if he's there he can step in if it gets too much. ]

[goldpeony]

[Yeah, he will absolutely go dig some things up for it and try to do it himself. And then he goes back to the Jin-Ling-Huaisang-RIP-Subete room. And spends the whole time hissing and fussing and cursing. In the middle of not being able to reach his back like he thinks, he realizes his downed hair is sticky with blood.

So that's great.]

[kazokun]

[ You're doing great, sweetie. Ayabe does his thing where he sits on the bed and listens to Jin Ling who has presumably taken refuge in the bathroom to do this. No reflection in the mirror to help. When will he learn to give up? ]

[goldpeony]

[NEVER.

There is no reflection, but shut up. He wasn’t even using the mirror to start with anyway. And now he can’t at all. He’s not very good with bandages, but it’ll suffice.

So he lasts about fifteen or twenty minutes. Which is pretty damn good for Jin Ling. And then he busts out of the bathroom irritably.]

I can’t tie it because it’s in the back.

[kazokun]

[ Twenty painful minutes later... By that time, the new bandages are probably already getting bloody themselves, but Ayabe slides off the bed and makes a spinning motion with his finger. ]

I'll do it. Let me see.

[ He wants to ask reaaaaaaaally badly how Jin Ling's managed to do this before without being able to reach the back, but there's always Nie Huaisang. Please let Sect Leader Nie help. ]

[goldpeony]

[Sometimes, other people help you, and you begrudgingly complain and accept. Someone his age is different, though. Adults do this all the time. Other kids just make fun of him for his bad attitude.

He turns around, gathering his hair to the front over a shoulder. It’s a little bloody, but not bad. He hasn’t been able to secure the loose end of the bandage because it ended up at the back.]

[kazokun]

[ Is Ayabe an adult in this instance... He's somebody who does these things all the time, though, so he's able to tie the bandages and tuck the ends in so they don't get caught and pull out or anything. ]

There. Go over to the sink so we can wash your hair out.

[ Because he lost his chance at a shower or bath, having just changed those bandages. ]

[goldpeony]

[The shoulders hunch very slightly when the bandages shift over the healing wound, but even doing that also hurts, so they are very slow in lowering afterward.

He's free from being forced to bathe, it's fine. He can wipe himself off or something.

Wandering to the sink, he dumps all of the hair in it, turns the water on, and starts..........scrubbing his hair together in his hands.]

[kazokun]

[ .........Ayabe will go and get the shampoo and conditioner, you forgot these Jin Ling, don't just use water. ]

[goldpeony]

[what's a shampoo

He's still scrubbing his hair, and just sort of looks between the bottles and Ayabe. Has he not been washing his hair with shampoo? Hm.]

[kazokun]

[ HEY MODS, CAN I SLIDE IN A LATE MURDER PROPOSAL FOR SHAMPOO CRIMES

Ayabe turns one of the bottles upside down and squeezes a drop of shampoo onto Jin Ling's head. ]

[goldpeony]

[STOP!!!!

Jin Ling just

reaches up to stick his fingers in the shampoo and bring it down to ??? at it.]

Why are you putting soap on me?