Eric + Bandou

[chickshades]

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[chickshades]

Whatever shut up.

[ Does Eric want a pillow to the face? Cause he's getting one. ]

[redstray]

[ ACK! He gets it in his face and grabs it, tossing it onto the floor and hitting Shouhei.]

What, truth hurts the noisy baby?

[chickshades]

Damnit Eric, shut the fuck up! Don't call me that!!

[redstray]

Would you prefer noisy idiot instead?

[chickshades]

I said shut up!!

[ Lunging and tackling now. ]

[redstray]

[ Eric needs to know when to keep his mouth shut around drunk people. He's tackled and already his head gets slammed into the floor as they both slip off of the couch. He winces but he's still kinda smirking up at him. ]

Can't contain your alcohol either.

[chickshades]

[ Tumbles off the couch along with Eric and immediately shoves off of him. ]

Like you'd know anything about it!

[redstray]

[ He rubs his head damn that smarts! ]

About what?

[chickshades]

Being drunk.

[ He huffs, leaning back against the base of the couch with his arms crossed. Still, he seems to have calmed, and maybe that fall even cleared his mind slightly. ]

...why don't you drink anyway?

[redstray]

[ He freezes at the question and turns back into a snappy mood. ]/small>

...I'm underage, why would I?

[ That's the easy response, not the whole truth though. ]

[chickshades]

I was underage when I joined HOMRA, too. Younger than you.

[ Pausing. Yay recalling the past. ]

I don't know, it just helps sometimes.

[redstray]

Younger, huh?

[ He tilts his head. He didn't really know how anyone else joined Homra, he figured they'd been there awhile but how long he had no idea. ]

With what?

[ How could drinking help? He'd seen way too much bad come from it then good.

[chickshades]

Yeah, sixteen.

[ That had been a fun year... ]

I guess getting your mind off of things, just for a little while.

[redstray]

...Is that right?

[ This was interesting. The only thing he knew about Bandou's past was that Maya girl or was it Aya?]

I guess...that's one use for it.

[ If he started to drink would he forget Hikawa? He flinched and shook his head at the though, it would probably be the opposite. ]

[chickshades]

[ Don't let him know you forgot Saya-chan's name! Not if you want him to keep quiet. ]

Yeah. Pretty shit year up until then.

[ He glances over at Shouhei and gives a short sigh. ]

But it can be fun too, if you're with friends. And Kusanagi-san makes some pretty good mixed drinks.

[redstray]

[ He doesn't care either way to be honest. He was curious and at the same time he didn't want to prod because well, he knows what it's like trying to talk about a past you didn't really want to talk about. But because it was being brought up he was curious, and Bandou could always refuse anyways ]

What happened?

[chickshades]

I was homeless for awhile. But I guess it was better than that place that was supposed to be my home.

[ As he says it aloud, it sounds so pathetic next to what he knows about Eric's past. He was never really looking for sympathy from anyone, so he's not sure why that bothers him. He'd only ever wanted to be accepted for himself, and he had that now. Still, HOMRA would never really be able to completely fill that void his family left. And he had every right for that to bother him just as much as anyone else's past, right? ]

I don't know. Sorry.

[redstray]

[ Eric blinked, surprised by the simple statement. He had some trouble at home enough to be a run away? ]

Pain is pain. There's no competition over who hurts more, because your hurt is just as important, it's enough to be the same.

[ He was trying to say just because he's been through a lot doesn't mean he would undermine someone else's pain. He would feel for them because he doesn't want his friends to be hurt. ]

Don't need to apologize for that.

[ If Bandou wanted to continue, he wouldn't hod it against him and listen. ]

[chickshades]

Yeah?

[ He didn't expect Eric to want to hear him out. He wasn't even sure how this conversation had started - his mind was still pretty foggy from the drinking. Too bad alcohol didn't really make you forget what you wanted to, like he'd claimed earlier. ]

They didn't want me there, so I left.

[ He looks back over at Shouhei, nudging him with his foot. ]

After this idiot moved, I just couldn't take it anymore.

[redstray]

Why wouldn't they want you?

[ Even his parents wanted him from what he could remember, they had loved Eric. ]

[chickshades]

I wasn't good enough for them. Unlike my brothers who are perfect.

[ He sounds just like his usual petty self as he says it, but somehow it has more to it than just bitter anger, like he's trying to hold something else back. He looks to the side. He doesn't want to get upset, but...damnit, where are his sunglasses when he needs them? ]

They didn't even bother looking for me after I left. Not a call or anything.

[redstray]

...I'm sorry. That your parents decided that was important somehow.

[ He couldn't even begin to imagine what that was like to be unloved for something so trivial, something so stupid, and by one's one flesh and blood to boot. Why were there so many cruel people in this world? ]

[chickshades]

It's not like I didn't try, either! Everyone's just has to go and beat me at everything!

[ He's trying hard not to break down, but the alcohol isn't helping with that. He quickly stands up, stumbling a bit as he hurries off somewhere... the kitchen maybe? Anywhere Eric can't see him like this. ]

F-fuck...

[redstray]

[ Beat him at everything...a lot of what Bandou did suddenly made more sense besides his petty attitude, maybe it was what MADE the petty attitude come to be.

And then he's off to where ever in his place and Eric stands up and slowly follows him. He's not great in these situations, he's not. He doesn't know what to do, hell, he can barely deal with himself half the time, but he wanted to try and help. ]

...Bandou...

[ He opened his mouth to say more but nothing came out, he just stood a little ways behind the emotional Bandou. Waiting to see if he was needed or if he could help. ]

[chickshades]

[ It takes him a bit to say anything else. He's rubbing at his eyes, trying to keep from getting too emotional. The only one who's ever seen him like this is Shouhei. ]

I'm fine. I'm alright.

I mean why do I need them anyway? I have HOMRA, and we'll always be there for each other.

[ He finally turns to look at Eric, sniffing slightly. ]

...right?