It doesn't, though. Your voice is really pretty Nihihina. I love it. I wanna sing with you more, honestly, but it's really hard to get you to do that.
[but music is important to them both in different ways, and leo hates the look on nazuna's face. so he'll stand up and take the notebook away, grabbing nazuna's hands and pulling him out of the seat.]
But if it's what you need to do, then we'll sing together! Come on, it'll be fun~. And you can't refuse me right now anyway, I've trapped your hands, wahahaha!
[he's a genius. he's also going to be singing one of those silly songs kindergarten teachers make up for their kids, taking it Very Serious for extra comedic effect; this usually gets nazuna to smile, at the very least.]
--! [ the notebook getting taken away from him makes hina make a surprised, distressed noise, and then, suddenly, he's getting pulled up to his feet by his hands. his cheeks flare bright red, and he looks awfully startled, wide eyed and flustered.
yeah, he's definitely caught. he's singing something kind of--cute? it's really cute, and it feels really familiar, makes something in hina's chest ache with warmth. leo is trying really, really hard, and though hina just stares at him for a minute, mouth still closed and mostly expressionless, there's just a crack in it.
he starts to smile, just a little, and then--he giggles, a tiny, musical little laugh. ]
[there-- there's it, that's his nazuna. leo moves closer and wraps his arms around nazuna's waist, dancing around the kitchen area a bit as he continues his song; it's become a medley of silly songs that bleed into the next, sometimes nonsensically.
when there's a lull, though, leo'll grin brightly at him and encourage him to join.]
Come on, come on! It's okay if you don't remember the lyrics, because that's all on me, but you've got the music in your head now, right? They're simple and repetitive for the kids you teach ♪ Catchy too!
[ close, he's so close! it doesn't feel all that unnatural, though--like being led in an actual dance?--and hina lifts his arms up to rest them on leo's shoulders. he keeps laughing, at the songs, which all sound ridiculous and don't blend together at all, but it's--it's kind of fun.
that grin makes him fluster a little, though, and his gaze flicks away, the laughter fading as the nerves start up again, anxious and unhappy. he can't just--it isn't that easy. he's already picked up on the lyrics, because things like "wash your ha~nds" aren't hard to remember, but he shakes his head anyway, ducking forward to rest his forehead against leo's shoulder.
[maybe if they dance enough, maybe if he sings enough, he'll get nazuna to be comfortable enough for even a note. he wants to hear him laugh again anyway--
but before he can do any more, there's a sizzling sound as some of the water boils over onto the stove and leo gasps, looking over at it unhappily.]
Dammit~! Stupid things, always getting in the way of my songs! Let's have tea, it's supposed to help with exhaustion, I'll give you your notebook back too... I probably shouldn't be dancing around anyway.
[and it'll give nazuna a moment to breathe, too. he's not moving away immediately, always enjoying having nazuna in his arms, but he will eventually to steep their tea.]
[ the sizzling startles hina, too--he makes a little noise, surprised, and jumps back, hands immediately lifting up and off of him. ah, the tea... he had totally forgotten.
he's the one to move away, taking a step backwards and folding his hands again. his heartbeat has sped up again in his chest, nervously fluttering against his ribcage. all he has to do is sing, and leo--he wanted to hear it.
he watches him fiddle with the tea kettle, for a moment, watches his back. and then, in a moment of decision, he pushes forward and reaches out to grab the bottom of his shirt, so he can't properly turn back around, so he can't look at him. it's going to be ugly, his voice is so broken and sad, but, softly, he opens his mouth and sings the last line of the song they were singing.
his voice does crack. twice, actually, but otherwise, it's not nearly as bad as hina thinks it's going to be. he keeps his eyes closed, squeezed tightly shut, and keeps singing. ] ...♫
[leo's hands still and he's glad he's turned off the stove, it'd be bad to be burned here, but he stills and listens to the soft voice he likes so much, the cracking he's fond of, then starts to sing again too, quiet to uplift nazuna's own, not turning around as he starts his task up again.
this is the most domestic thing he's done with anyone since he stopped dating, and it wigs at his heart in the weirdest way; the only thing that's keeping him from running off or destroying the fragile mood is the fact that "help nazuna" comes first.
so leo will stand here and sing softly with him, keeping to nazuna's silent condition and reaching back with his hand to hold his friend's.] ♪~♪, ♪
[ slowly, very slowly, hina starts to relax, just a little. he still sounds so nervous, tongue tripping over words every now and then: he stops, starts, stops and starts again. it's in no way refined or beautiful, not like it should be. why are these the only things he remembers? this terrible feeling of anxiety that's been weighing on him every time he opens his mouth, pushing down harder and harder on his shoulders with every note--
focus. he doesn't know how long he has to sing, but hina's hand curls tight in leo's, until he's squeezing, until he finishes the song.
and maybe, impossibly, he feels just a little, little bit lighter after, like some weight has been lifted off of him.
[the song ends and leo lets it linger on his tongue a little longer, taking his hand away briefly to actually pour the steeped tea and set the two cups aside, turning his head to look back at nazuna.]
Beautiful as always, Nazu~. If I had a band again, I'd want you in on it! We'd have to fit you more to my style, but I think you could pull it off~. Well, I won't pitch it to you now, but later, later! Singing with you now is just fun ♪
[ beautiful... hina has the feeling no one's ever called his singing that before. not that he can really remember, now, but it still brings up the heat of a blush to his face, and he shakes his head, though, maybe he looks a little pleased.
hina makes grabbing hands for the notebook when leo shifts away, pulling it off of the table and flipping to a new page, scribbling something down. he then turns it over so leo can see. ]
Thank you. U(⁎˃ᆺ˂)U
[ he even drew the little rabbit face. ]
I have to find three more people to get my memories back, still. Can you tell me anything about me? It might help
Um~. You're an RA here. Which is like, the dorm momma. You check in on people and you're super friendly, kind, and overbearing. A good niichan. Which is what you ask everyone younger than you to call you, since you wanna be relied on.
[... he thinks that's why? yeah. sounds right. he pushes the tea to nazu and leans against the counter, tilting his head.]
You have a rabbit named Tsuchin and he's the most wonderful, cuddly thing-- Oh, hold on, hold on! Tsuchin-tan might help!
[ hm... it sounds like maybe, he's a good person. maybe a little? it's reassuring, somehow... the angry way the silver haired boy had looked at him earlier made him think otherwise. niichan brings a little smile to his face, and he starts to write on his notebook again, then stops.
a rabbit? curiosity piqued, he trails after leo, and lights up like a child in the candy store when the ever squirmy rabbit is brought over towards him. he kicks around in leo's hands the minute he spots hina, trying to get free, and hina reaches out to try and put his hand on the bunny's soft, brown head.
[leo's gonna adjust his hold so tsuchin isn't in danger of falling any, letting nazuna pet him for a bit before carefully maneuvering nazuna's arms to hold the rabbit himself. there. maybe muscle memory will help out.]
Tsuchin-tan, your owner here is in a biiit of trouble! He can't remember anything, not even his own name! And he won't talk! Well, he says he can't, but he can sing, so that's good enough. Heal him with your fuzzy beans ♪
[ tsuchin's fuzzy beans should be magical, after all. hina looks like a kid in a candy store as he takes the rabbit in his arms--affectionate as ever, tsuchin mashes his face into his, and hina folds over him immediately, squeezing just a little bit as he hugs him close.
he makes a happy noise, just like tsuchin, who snuffles happily and mushes his face in him, but... there's no memories that come from it, even with tsuchin wriggling and trying to get as close to his owner as rabbit-ly possible.
eventually, hina pulls his head up and shakes his head. no, nothing... but, for what it's worth, he seems a lot happier than he did five minutes ago. ]
[ having settled with his cute rabbit comfortably piled onto his chest, hina watches leo, his eyebrows pinching together just a little. that's a very lackadaisical way of looking at things, even he knows that...
...but right now, it's a little comforting. he's been a nervous ball of anxiety the entire day, trying to figure out how to get this curse broken, how to get the courage to sing, who he is, and maybe leo, his 'very best friend leo tsukinaga', has the right idea.
still quiet, he makes his way over to sit near leo, right in the spot where he pats. he has tsuchin bundled in his arms, and he turns his head to look at him with big, imploring eyes. please, it says. it sounds like 'nazuna' is the kind of person that hina might want to be. to have a friend like this... he has to be. ]
'Kay, so, like... You have the biggest immediate family I've ever seen? Like, I'm talking tons of kids. You're the eldest too, and you take 'em very seriously. Never met them as a whole, but I hang with your kid sibs every now and then. We absolutely do nothing dangerous.
[like diving into a stormy ocean or parkour on the roofs. nope. definitely don't.]
Um... Like, there's you and six others, I think? Big, big family, very close, very loving. [... which is a point of jealously for him, honestly; he knows his parents only wanted the best for him, but it was a strain.] You treat pretty much anyone you meet like it too, because you're so used to that sorta thing, it's nice.
[ a big family... that sounds really nice. hina thinks he can trust this leo, especially if he definitely never ever does anything bad with his siblings, and he listens very carefully to every word, trying to soak up all the information he can. six siblings? him? that's so many.
ah! at the second part though, he reaches over to give leo a poke in the cheek a couple of times, his head tilting to the side. does that include you, too? it says, though he can't really say so out loud. ]
well. nazuna treats him like family, even if leo doesn't think that's a returned feeling.]
Yeah! You're such a worrywart, I call you Mama to tease you, but you always get mad at me. ♪ I don't mind it though, even if my parents were pretty overbearing. You get away with a lot, Nihihina.
[ ...a smile comes onto his face, then, softer than a normal nazuna smile, making his cheeks pinken just a little. 'nazuna' gets away with a lot, huh...? it seems like he's really lucky, to have a friend like leochin.
he wonders if maybe this person needs to be worried over. probably...
hina folds his small hands in his lap, over tsuchin's head. he wishes he was able to ask more questions, but his voice fails him at the best of times, so leo gets a soft, melodic hum of interest. it sounds happy. ] ...♫
[nazuna never liked it when he called him cute, but that won't ever stop him from saying it anyway; he's super cute right now, with a face that warms his chest and leans him closer, stopping abruptly from doing what he'd do with any other "cute" person and hugging nazuna instead, cuddling into him. careful of tsuchin.]
I'll take care of you, okay? I don't know the most about you, but you can trust me! Whenever you come home -- and this is a home, Nihihina -- I'll be here, with tea and snacks and Tsuchin-tan. I promise. ♪
[ luckily for leo, hina doesn't really care about being called cute all that much. it feels a little off, but there's no pouting or complaining, especially with the hug. it takes a minute for him to respond, hands hovering in the air, awkwardly, but.
his small hands come up to gently curl around his arm, and he tilts his head into his, that smile brightening just a tiny, tiny bit. home. his eyes shut, and he stays there for a moment, though...
it's still clouded with a little anxiety, gnawing at his gut. he wants to fix this, he doesn't want to live like this forever... it feels wrong, in a million ways he can't really describe. hina stays close like that for a moment, absorbing the warmth that come from these two beings that apparently are his 'home', then traces the number 'three' into leo's forearm. he still needs to find three more people to fix this... ]
[... mmm. he doesn't want nazuna to go alone, and it might be easier for him if someone he knew and could trust was around, so he takes nazuna's hand and laces their fingers together, humming in acknowledgement.]
I know, I know, I got it. You want this done as soon as possible, right? Are you gonna be okay finding them on your own? Do you want me to come with you? Tsuchin-tan can't come with us, I think, but I can spare time when I'm not at the parlor.
[because he wants to protect nazuna and take care of him as much as nazuna's taken care of him before, curled around him to keep him safe and warm.]
[ hina nods, looking down at their hands. it's taken away a little bit of his words, but he doesn't mind too much, giving a soft squeeze to his hand. he might be okay finding people, but singing? that's a little different.
so, he touches his own mouth, and then touches leo's, small fingertips soft against his lower lip. hina then hums, a single, musical note. ] ♫
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[ with kuro, who he didn't recognize, but who was so kind. ]
I don't like singing. My voice sounds bad. I know it does.
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[but music is important to them both in different ways, and leo hates the look on nazuna's face. so he'll stand up and take the notebook away, grabbing nazuna's hands and pulling him out of the seat.]
But if it's what you need to do, then we'll sing together! Come on, it'll be fun~. And you can't refuse me right now anyway, I've trapped your hands, wahahaha!
[he's a genius. he's also going to be singing one of those silly songs kindergarten teachers make up for their kids, taking it Very Serious for extra comedic effect; this usually gets nazuna to smile, at the very least.]
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yeah, he's definitely caught. he's singing something kind of--cute? it's really cute, and it feels really familiar, makes something in hina's chest ache with warmth. leo is trying really, really hard, and though hina just stares at him for a minute, mouth still closed and mostly expressionless, there's just a crack in it.
he starts to smile, just a little, and then--he giggles, a tiny, musical little laugh. ]
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when there's a lull, though, leo'll grin brightly at him and encourage him to join.]
Come on, come on! It's okay if you don't remember the lyrics, because that's all on me, but you've got the music in your head now, right? They're simple and repetitive for the kids you teach ♪ Catchy too!
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that grin makes him fluster a little, though, and his gaze flicks away, the laughter fading as the nerves start up again, anxious and unhappy. he can't just--it isn't that easy. he's already picked up on the lyrics, because things like "wash your ha~nds" aren't hard to remember, but he shakes his head anyway, ducking forward to rest his forehead against leo's shoulder.
he can't. he can't. ]
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[maybe if they dance enough, maybe if he sings enough, he'll get nazuna to be comfortable enough for even a note. he wants to hear him laugh again anyway--
but before he can do any more, there's a sizzling sound as some of the water boils over onto the stove and leo gasps, looking over at it unhappily.]
Dammit~! Stupid things, always getting in the way of my songs! Let's have tea, it's supposed to help with exhaustion, I'll give you your notebook back too... I probably shouldn't be dancing around anyway.
[and it'll give nazuna a moment to breathe, too. he's not moving away immediately, always enjoying having nazuna in his arms, but he will eventually to steep their tea.]
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he's the one to move away, taking a step backwards and folding his hands again. his heartbeat has sped up again in his chest, nervously fluttering against his ribcage. all he has to do is sing, and leo--he wanted to hear it.
he watches him fiddle with the tea kettle, for a moment, watches his back. and then, in a moment of decision, he pushes forward and reaches out to grab the bottom of his shirt, so he can't properly turn back around, so he can't look at him. it's going to be ugly, his voice is so broken and sad, but, softly, he opens his mouth and sings the last line of the song they were singing.
his voice does crack. twice, actually, but otherwise, it's not nearly as bad as hina thinks it's going to be. he keeps his eyes closed, squeezed tightly shut, and keeps singing. ] ...♫
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this is the most domestic thing he's done with anyone since he stopped dating, and it wigs at his heart in the weirdest way; the only thing that's keeping him from running off or destroying the fragile mood is the fact that "help nazuna" comes first.
so leo will stand here and sing softly with him, keeping to nazuna's silent condition and reaching back with his hand to hold his friend's.] ♪~♪, ♪
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focus. he doesn't know how long he has to sing, but hina's hand curls tight in leo's, until he's squeezing, until he finishes the song.
and maybe, impossibly, he feels just a little, little bit lighter after, like some weight has been lifted off of him.
three more to go. ]
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Beautiful as always, Nazu~. If I had a band again, I'd want you in on it! We'd have to fit you more to my style, but I think you could pull it off~. Well, I won't pitch it to you now, but later, later! Singing with you now is just fun ♪
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hina makes grabbing hands for the notebook when leo shifts away, pulling it off of the table and flipping to a new page, scribbling something down. he then turns it over so leo can see. ]
Thank you. U(⁎˃ᆺ˂)U
[ he even drew the little rabbit face. ]
I have to find three more people to get my memories back, still.
Can you tell me anything about me? It might help
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Um~. You're an RA here. Which is like, the dorm momma. You check in on people and you're super friendly, kind, and overbearing. A good niichan. Which is what you ask everyone younger than you to call you, since you wanna be relied on.
[... he thinks that's why? yeah. sounds right. he pushes the tea to nazu and leans against the counter, tilting his head.]
You have a rabbit named Tsuchin and he's the most wonderful, cuddly thing-- Oh, hold on, hold on! Tsuchin-tan might help!
[dash dash off, he's gonna steal away tsuchin for nazuna ♪]
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a rabbit? curiosity piqued, he trails after leo, and lights up like a child in the candy store when the ever squirmy rabbit is brought over towards him. he kicks around in leo's hands the minute he spots hina, trying to get free, and hina reaches out to try and put his hand on the bunny's soft, brown head.
he makes a little noise, melodic. happy. ] !
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Tsuchin-tan, your owner here is in a biiit of trouble! He can't remember anything, not even his own name! And he won't talk! Well, he says he can't, but he can sing, so that's good enough. Heal him with your fuzzy beans ♪
[what a big job for a rabbit.]
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he makes a happy noise, just like tsuchin, who snuffles happily and mushes his face in him, but... there's no memories that come from it, even with tsuchin wriggling and trying to get as close to his owner as rabbit-ly possible.
eventually, hina pulls his head up and shakes his head. no, nothing... but, for what it's worth, he seems a lot happier than he did five minutes ago. ]
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[so he's gonna plop back onto nazuna's couch and pat the seat beside him.]
I've got some more Nihihina trivia if you want it though. ☆
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...but right now, it's a little comforting. he's been a nervous ball of anxiety the entire day, trying to figure out how to get this curse broken, how to get the courage to sing, who he is, and maybe leo, his 'very best friend leo tsukinaga', has the right idea.
still quiet, he makes his way over to sit near leo, right in the spot where he pats. he has tsuchin bundled in his arms, and he turns his head to look at him with big, imploring eyes. please, it says. it sounds like 'nazuna' is the kind of person that hina might want to be. to have a friend like this... he has to be. ]
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[like diving into a stormy ocean or parkour on the roofs. nope. definitely don't.]
Um... Like, there's you and six others, I think? Big, big family, very close, very loving. [... which is a point of jealously for him, honestly; he knows his parents only wanted the best for him, but it was a strain.] You treat pretty much anyone you meet like it too, because you're so used to that sorta thing, it's nice.
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ah! at the second part though, he reaches over to give leo a poke in the cheek a couple of times, his head tilting to the side. does that include you, too? it says, though he can't really say so out loud. ]
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well. nazuna treats him like family, even if leo doesn't think that's a returned feeling.]
Yeah! You're such a worrywart, I call you Mama to tease you, but you always get mad at me. ♪ I don't mind it though, even if my parents were pretty overbearing. You get away with a lot, Nihihina.
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he wonders if maybe this person needs to be worried over. probably...
hina folds his small hands in his lap, over tsuchin's head. he wishes he was able to ask more questions, but his voice fails him at the best of times, so leo gets a soft, melodic hum of interest. it sounds happy. ] ...♫
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[nazuna never liked it when he called him cute, but that won't ever stop him from saying it anyway; he's super cute right now, with a face that warms his chest and leans him closer, stopping abruptly from doing what he'd do with any other "cute" person and hugging nazuna instead, cuddling into him. careful of tsuchin.]
I'll take care of you, okay? I don't know the most about you, but you can trust me! Whenever you come home -- and this is a home, Nihihina -- I'll be here, with tea and snacks and Tsuchin-tan. I promise. ♪
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his small hands come up to gently curl around his arm, and he tilts his head into his, that smile brightening just a tiny, tiny bit. home. his eyes shut, and he stays there for a moment, though...
it's still clouded with a little anxiety, gnawing at his gut. he wants to fix this, he doesn't want to live like this forever... it feels wrong, in a million ways he can't really describe. hina stays close like that for a moment, absorbing the warmth that come from these two beings that apparently are his 'home', then traces the number 'three' into leo's forearm. he still needs to find three more people to fix this... ]
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I know, I know, I got it. You want this done as soon as possible, right? Are you gonna be okay finding them on your own? Do you want me to come with you? Tsuchin-tan can't come with us, I think, but I can spare time when I'm not at the parlor.
[because he wants to protect nazuna and take care of him as much as nazuna's taken care of him before, curled around him to keep him safe and warm.]
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so, he touches his own mouth, and then touches leo's, small fingertips soft against his lower lip. hina then hums, a single, musical note. ] ♫
[ if you sing with me, i'll be okay. ]
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