[ He never understood why people took an interest to him. It’s not like he talked much or had anything interesting about him. But there were people like Kel and the rest they shoved themselves into his life and made an attempt to be his friend.
He’s just awkward when it comes to stuff like this, especially since he hasn’t been out of the house in awhile. ]
Um.. videogames.
[ Oh, wait. He knew that already! Stupid, stupid. ]
[ cardboard boxes are a game changer. shoyo bends his knees to his chest and hides half his face on the couch’s edge. it’s something he kind of . . . does with his little sister? and goes to show just how much of a child he still is. ]
[ bro you okay there..... Sunny feels a little embarrassed when Shoyo asks for clarification, realizing that it probably is a pretty childish thing to enjoy for a whole-grown-ass-16 year old, but! He's always liked that; little cubby holes of solitude that provide comfort for him. ]
Um..
[ Reluctantly, after shifting his gaze for a moment, he looks back at Shoyo and nods shyly. ]
[ Sunny feels his body tense up when Shoyo clasps him and he sucks in a breath, holding it. He's going to have to get used to people like this again, because although Shoyo acts A LOT like Kel, he hasn't seen Kel in so long.. so.. it's almost like he has to learn how to deal with someone like this again.
After a moment, though, Sunny can feel his lips wobble into a awkward looking smile. He's.. silently thankful that Shoyo isn't judging him for his childish interest.]
[ shoyo is the type to roll with the fun, and as a ball boy— almost certainly everything on the childish spectrum is still fun. good, so you know what that means?
hopping on the couch and gently dog piling both pooka and dog. yay! ]
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He’s just awkward when it comes to stuff like this, especially since he hasn’t been out of the house in awhile. ]
Um.. videogames.
[ Oh, wait. He knew that already! Stupid, stupid. ]
Drawing. Big, cardboard boxes.
[ ok?? ]
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To sit in and make forts with?
[ 🥹 don’t say sike ]
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Sunny feels a little embarrassed when Shoyo asks for clarification, realizing that it probably is a pretty childish thing to enjoy for a whole-grown-ass-16 year old, but! He's always liked that; little cubby holes of solitude that provide comfort for him. ]
Um..
[ Reluctantly, after shifting his gaze for a moment, he looks back at Shoyo and nods shyly. ]
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shoyo clasps his hands on the resting boy’s shoulders, since his arms and hands probably harbor a little guy made of cake and sugar. ]
We should make a box fort and take pictures!
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After a moment, though, Sunny can feel his lips wobble into a awkward looking smile. He's.. silently thankful that Shoyo isn't judging him for his childish interest.]
... Okay.
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hopping on the couch and gently dog piling both pooka and dog. yay! ]