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hearts and junk

WHO: Tom and Ggio
WHERE: Their apartment
WHEN: Night of/after Valentine's Day
WARNINGS: Nothing... Talk of soul... cannibalism?
SUMMARY: Post VD shenanigans. The truth comes out! Dun Dun Dun
FORMAT: Quick

[Ggio had left the bar before Tom that night, since he had to make sure certain people were okay before sending them home and then clean up the bar to close. He was exhausted, and didn't really have anything else planned for the holiday other than sitting out on the balcony to smoke and then crawling into bed.

That's why he was a bit surprised when he opened the door and the entire apartment was covered in pink and red tissue paper, foil, and candy wrappers.]

Ggio? Are you here?

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[Ggio slips on his shoes and jacket, not really relishing going out in the cold, but wanting to stay by Tom. He frowns at the talk of gifts and - what?]

Taking their chocolate doesn't mean I like them. I don't have to do anything.

[Settles down into the other chair, pulled close but out of the way of the smoke.]

'Cause I'm ready to go to bed.

You're not telling them that, though. They'll keep hoping you'll notice them one day.

[How many times have they had this conversation? Tom isn't hung up on it or anything.]

I thought we could talk a little, since we didn't really get to do anything for the holiday. Well, I didn't.

[The subject of his classmates and affections they may or may have has come up a few times, but Ggio cannot for the life of him understand what chocolate has to do with it.]

I'm not going to, they're just kids. What holiday was it?

Just don't hurt their feelings, okay? I've had enough of crying girls for tonight, and then some.

[Tom sighs, taking another long drag of his cigarette.]

Valentine's Day. People celebrate by doing something romantic and special with the people they love.

Crying girls at work?

[That was unusual, and must have happened after Ggio had left for the night.

At the explanation, his mouth forms into an 'o'.]

So that's why there were...

Okay, that was kind of an exaggeration, but there have been a lot of hurt feelings and weird things going on.

[He scoots his chair a little closer to Ggio's.]

Were what?

[Ggio's curious, but Tom wasn't someone who was hurt and no acquaintances of the arrancar's were mentioned, so he pays it no mind. Just grins when Tom moves closer.]

Stuff at the stores. I got some things.

[Tom's just going to kind of side-eye Ggio a little, though he's still smiling.]

Don't tell me you went and bought more chocolate.

And other stuff.

[He's just gonna leave that one hanging.]

So, today, was was supposed to go on dates?

You'll have to show me later.

[He smiles, then takes another drag from his cigarette, and, despite only being about halfway done with it, puts it out in the nearby ashtray.]

Yeah, that's why there were so many couples out and at the bar tonight.

[Now that the cigarette's out, Ggio moves to plant himself in Tom's lap, to leech him of his warmth, of course.]

That's stupid. You can have dates any time.

[Tom might not have been able to quit smoking, but he's at least trying to cut down on how much he does smoke, and Ggio was good motivation to stop.]

I know. It's supposed to be special today, though. People do really flashy and extravagant things. That's why you saw all of the chocolate and flowers and giant stuffed animals.

Toys and flowers aren't sexy.

[Blunt because really that's what all the ads seem to be pointing to.]

It's not all about sex, Ggio... Okay, maybe it kind of is, but I think the point of the gifts are just to show them you care enough to spoil them a little. [That and companies making money, but Ggio didn't need to know about that.]

Spending all evening at the bar wasn't that special, huh?

Oh.

[Tilts his head up to nuzzle Tom's jawline.]

It's like every day. It's fine.

[When Tom put it that way, the holiday didn't seem any different from any other day.]

Well, I'll still take a couple days off soon. We can go camping again or something.

[It's hard to feel bad about not doing anything special for Ggio when the other was like this. He sighs and finally wraps his arms around Ggio, resting his forehead on the other's mask.]

Can I ask you something?

Cool.

[Even if it was still a bit cold for that; just meant they'd chill out in a nice hotel or something.

Ggio groans as he's ready to go inside now, but stays put save for some wriggling.]

What is it?

[Tom just smiles a little, petting Ggio and knowing that he won't be going anywhere for a while]

It's nothing important, really. I've just been thinking about it for a while and... We've known each other for a year now. How come you never told me you could sense souls?

[Groans again. Now was so not the time for this talk!]

I forgot. It's nothing.

[But Tom wasn't going to let up, damn it.]

Did I tell you what arrancar are?

No. You've never reall told me anything about them except that they consume each other for power.

[Tom probably would have let it go, but since Ggio was already starting...]

It's, ah... [How to explain?]

We're like what humans call ghosts, I think. We live in another world, where souls go. Only humans with strong spirits can see us. When I came here, the machine gave me a human body. Sort of. That's why.

[Tom listens patiently, his hand stops moving and rests on the small of the arrancar's back. He isn't a stranger to ghosts. He can't help but wonder if he would be able to see Ggio if he was in the other's world... Probably not.]

That's why you can sense them? Because you're technically a ghost- a soul - too?

Yeah.

[He nods, and takes a deep breath.]

I feel strong souls the best. Most humans are very weak, but here, the imPorts have strong souls.

[And he waits to see Tom's reaction. He's never minded that Ggio wasn't human, but technically being a dead creature was another thing.]

[Tom can't deny that it is a little strange. It's kind of like he's living with a zombie ghost or something, but... words and titles weren't really things that meant anything to him anymore, when it came to Ggio. Even if there were still things about Ggio that Tom didn't understand, he knew the other, and trusted him.

He hugs the arrancar a little tighter.]

Strong souls... To fight? [One thing he did know about arrancars was that the majority of them were violent.]

No. Well, if I wanted to, but not most humans.

[He hesitates, presses his face against Tom's shoulder.]

... Strong human souls are good for eating.

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