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[throughbamboo]

just bros being bros

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[doggonemad]

I'd be a lil' proud if it weren't annoyin' as shit.

[ which means he's proud, even if he gets it.

he runs his hand under the showerhead to make sure the water's heated up nicely, then nods to himself. ]

[throughbamboo]

Ya got a good one there. I hope he let ya have it.

[he says it mildly. He watches as Majima tests the water, then:]

Want me to leave ya to it?

[doggonemad]

[ a shrug. it's nothing he hasn't seen before. ]

There's prob'ly somethin' in the kitchen if yer hungry. Should still be decent, I weren't gone for that long.

[throughbamboo]

I'll take a look.

[to make sure it's decent, anyway. He nods to the shower, then steps out of the bathroom]

Get cleaned up, bro.

[doggonemad]

Yeah, yeah . . .

[ he'll strip down, taking his eyepatch off as well once Saejima's stepped out, and steps under the water.

it takes him a good twenty minutes, mostly because he spends the first half of that just sort of letting the water fall over him to wash out all the dirt and grime. faking one's death wasn't nearly as glamorous as the movies made it out to be.

once he's finally clean, he throws on a bathrobe and wanders out to see what Saejima's gotten up to in the meantime. ]

[throughbamboo]

[he'll tug the door shut behind him as he leaves.

His coat gets tossed on a couch before he heads into the kitchen. He isn't hungry, but he does check to see what's still good and what isn't, and tossing whatever did go bad. And he takes his time with it, because he really doesn't know what else to do with himself.

By the time Majima finally finishes up Saejima is sitting on the couch, head tilted back and eyes closed]

[doggonemad]

[ Majima's penthouse is clean only because he absolutely has someone come in to do it for him and he hasn't been home enough in the past few weeks to really mess it up.

He wanders out, eyepatch back on, and glances around. ]

Kept busy, bro?

[throughbamboo]

[he cracks an eye open, glancing over. He looks much better but at the same time, still like shit. But he'll keep that to himself]

Cleaned up yer fridge, but decided I wasn't hungry. Feelin' better?

[doggonemad]

I don't reek, so I'll take it.

[ walks over, sitting down next to him on the couch. ]

[throughbamboo]

[he hums out an agreeing noise]

It's a start.

Ya need me to patch anythin' up?

[doggonemad]

. . . nah. I'm just all bruised to shit. You?

[throughbamboo]

Nah, ain't nothin' serious enough to worry about.

[doggonemad]

[ which, by all rights, he should know since he was careful to put on a good show for Kurosawa without actually hurting Saejima badly. because fuck that guy, he's no one's dancing monkey anymore.

Majima nods slowly. ]

Good.

[throughbamboo]

[they both know, if anything had been serious, they'd taken care of it already. Because - ]

Mmm. We're too old to be playin' tough guy with that shit.

[doggonemad]

An' we've both had a hell of a lot worse.

[throughbamboo]

Damn right.

[. . .]

Still. Y'should take it easy for a while.

[doggonemad]

I was strongly advised by my legal council to keep a low profile for at least a week.

[throughbamboo]

[he snorts at that]

Yer big, bad lawyer's pretty smart, then.

[doggonemad]

S'why I pay through the nose for him.

[ the buzzer goes off. Majima frowns, tilting his head back towards where the door is, then pushes himself up. ]

. . . he's got a key.

[throughbamboo]

[he also glances back at the door, then up as Majima stands]

So why ain't he usin' it?

[doggonemad]

. . .

'Cause he's pissed off at me.

[throughbamboo]

Ahh. [he glances back to the door, then sits properly again]

Well, don't piss him off more by keepin' him waitin'.

[doggonemad]

Yeah. Gimme a moment, bro.

[ he goes to the door and opens it, stepping out for a moment.

the only reason Nishida doesn't yell at him in person is because he's still Majima fuckin' Goro and Nishida has some self preservation. besides, he already laid into him over the phone and, frankly, Majima let him. still, it's a quick conversation, and Majima comes back in shortly with a few bags — some takeout from Kanrai with the rest being general groceries and whatnot.

he brings them in, setting them down on the long counter in his kitchen. ]

[throughbamboo]

[he doesn't expect to hear any yelling or raised voices, because Nishida's a smart one. And if Majima knows he's pissed, well - what he did say when he laid into him must've gotten through at least a little.

When the door closes Saejima pushes to his feet to join him in the kitchen]

[doggonemad]

Got enough shit here fer us ta lay low for at least a couple've days. If we need any more takeout, we can give Minami a call.

[ he's already sorting through the groceries, putting them away haphazardly. ]