[UGHHH... the worst part is that he can't even talk?? He's 21 and still refers to his bokuto as "he" like he did as a kid, Yamato is the last person to tell anyone not to be weird about inanimate objects.]
alright, alright, fine I don't have to come and see you in it do I
Aaand he arrives at the apartment in record time! It's been about ten minutes since Yato's last message. He bursts through the front door with a little ponytail, light scraping, and his tracksuit jacket held triumphantly in hand. ]
[ Yessss. Yato gently cherishes the hug... and then presses his jacket into Yamato's chest. ]
I've got a new trick up my sleeve! I'll show you sometime. And I don't mind sharing if it's you, Yamato. This'll be the Brotherhood of the Traveling Tracksuit. ❤
[With probably 99% of the population that statement would be dripping with sarcasm, but from Yamato it's genuine... HE'S A LOSER. If Yato's got some superspeed power or something, though, then yes, he absolutely wants to see that.
For now, though, he takes the jacket, and immediately... gives it a suspicious sniff. HOW BAD IS IT]
[ Don't say a nice thing and then blatantly check the jacket for odor YAMATO. Yato gives him a look. He washed his clothes using the jail's laundry room before he left for good, so it's only... a little smelly... Yato has been crashing into a variety of outdoor things lately, so his clothes smell of dirt, concrete, mysterious undesirables, and of course sweat if Yamato is brave enough to put his nose near the typical sweat zones. ]
[Fortunately for everybody involved, Yamato does not love Yato enough to sniff the the armpits of his jacket. Even from here he can tell it isn't exactly clean, but whatever, it's fine.
At that, though, he raises his eyebrows, but jerks his head over towards his room.]
Help yourself, but you know I'm just gonna take this back off right away... [HE DOESN'T EVEN HAVE TO WEAR IT YATO why are you like this.
But he did promise to at least put it on, so whether Yato goes closet thrift shopping or not, that's what he'll be doing. If Yato does choose to go investigate, he'll probably notice the sword--but unlike Kashuu, Yamato's got his propped up by his bedside, because of course he does. OF COURSE.
As far as his closet goes, Yato won't find anything painfully eye-searing, though however he chooses to combine plain colors is completely up to him. Yamato holds no responsibility for Yato's sense of style.]
[ Yea Yato basically goes for the closest thing to a plain white shirt and dark pants Yamato can provide... with maybe a cute jacket 'cause why not. And also hey that sword!! Yato picks it up before he leaves the room because why wouldn't he. He emerges with tracksuit pants in one hand and sword in the other, and also a face of confusion. Why do Yamato's clothes feel so loose on him...??
Anyway, sword. Yato hefts it pointedly. ]
You've got one of these too?
[ God!! Why doesn't he have a free sword!! ... Well he knows why but it doesn't stop him from coveting. ]
[Yamato, meanwhile, is in the process of putting the tracksuit jacket on--it's fine, he needed to wash the shirt that's touching it anyway--but he jumps as soon as Yato picks up the sword, and he's already turning around and making a weird face.]
That feels so weird... [WELCOME TO VOODOO SWORD HOUSE
...Also yeah sorry Yato this tracksuit... it's not a good look. Yato's like three inches taller than he is, so it's a bit too long--or it would've been, if it wasn't so dang tight. Jeez, just how much of a beanpole is he??]
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[WHINE COMPLAIN WHINE yams is an adult]
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My tracksuit keeps me safe and comfortable and I have to return the favor
This is non-negotiable!!
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alright, alright, fine
I don't have to come and see you in it do I
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I'm gonna see you in it anyway because you're gonna put it on right away!
And lend me some substitute clothes!
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what I don't even get to wash it first???
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I'll allow it.
I'll be right over!
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not for much better reasons, but still
Aaand he arrives at the apartment in record time! It's been about ten minutes since Yato's last message. He bursts through the front door with a little ponytail, light scraping, and his tracksuit jacket held triumphantly in hand. ]
Yasuuu! I'm here!
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I could've just sent you a picture! [YATO!!!]
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[ Chin up, Yamato!! Yato comes at him for a one-armed hug. To celebrate being out of jail + Yamato being able to remember him!! ]
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But ugh, fine, fine. Unlike SOME people, he isn't a tsuntsun, and he's happy to see Yato even if he's currently a fugitive. SO RETURN HUGS IT IS.]
You got here awfully fast, are you that eager to give your most precious object away? [Okay now he's just being a butt.]
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I've got a new trick up my sleeve! I'll show you sometime. And I don't mind sharing if it's you, Yamato. This'll be the Brotherhood of the Traveling Tracksuit. ❤
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[With probably 99% of the population that statement would be dripping with sarcasm, but from Yamato it's genuine... HE'S A LOSER. If Yato's got some superspeed power or something, though, then yes, he absolutely wants to see that.
For now, though, he takes the jacket, and immediately... gives it a suspicious sniff. HOW BAD IS IT]
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So if I could borrow an outfit of yours...
[ He'll change into it straightaway. ]
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At that, though, he raises his eyebrows, but jerks his head over towards his room.]
Help yourself, but you know I'm just gonna take this back off right away... [HE DOESN'T EVEN HAVE TO WEAR IT YATO why are you like this.
But he did promise to at least put it on, so whether Yato goes closet thrift shopping or not, that's what he'll be doing. If Yato does choose to go investigate, he'll probably notice the sword--but unlike Kashuu, Yamato's got his propped up by his bedside, because of course he does. OF COURSE.
As far as his closet goes, Yato won't find anything painfully eye-searing, though however he chooses to combine plain colors is completely up to him. Yamato holds no responsibility for Yato's sense of style.]
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Anyway, sword. Yato hefts it pointedly. ]
You've got one of these too?
[ God!! Why doesn't he have a free sword!! ... Well he knows why but it doesn't stop him from coveting. ]
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That feels so weird... [WELCOME TO VOODOO SWORD HOUSE
...Also yeah sorry Yato this tracksuit... it's not a good look. Yato's like three inches taller than he is, so it's a bit too long--or it would've been, if it wasn't so dang tight. Jeez, just how much of a beanpole is he??]
1/2
[ He pauses to actually look at Yamato. ]
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Hahahahaha! Looks good!
[ GONNA TAKE A PICTURE REAL QUICK ]
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[YATO!!!!]
You never said anything about pictures! [HE DIDN'T EVEN GET A CHANCE TO POSE not that he would have BUT STILL]
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[PUNKSADA IS HERE good lord... he's not genuinely annoyed, though, and he looks more embarrassed than anything.]