[Bitch!! Please note it's not a denial. Junpei knows about his sicon past. Ten long years of sister complex............ Schrodinger's uno sex is real.]
I'm okay with that. But I'm not the one with a fiance. You're sure this won't be something you'll regret?
[It's funny, leave him alone. What isn't funny is what Carlos says after that. The grin and flirtatious undertones immediately fade and he turns his head away.]
...some regrets would be bigger than others. [He didn't spend a year traumatizing himself and hunting her down just to idly sit by and wait for someone else to figure out how to free them.] I already told you I don't have her ring anymore. When I woke up, it was gone. The me that was already here didn't have it for some reason, but I'm not going to let this be another timeline I don't get her back.
[...] She slipped right out of my hands again, and if I don't do everything I can to try and get back to her, that would be my biggest regret. [He looks at him again.] And like I said, it's you. [He keeps saying that without explaining what that means, but if Carlos isn't asking then cool, he doesn't have to explain.]
Just because you're older than me doesn't mean I can't take the lead.
He rubs his face with one hand, suddenly extremely weary. The repetition of "it's you" doesn't require much explanation. Or, at least, he doesn't think it does. They know each other from before they arrived here. It's easy enough to interpret it as Junpei being more comfortable testing this out with him, over someone they only just met here.
But...]
Alright. [It's punctuated with a sigh.] If we're doing this, let's... get comfortable first.
[He refuses to do this near the doorway. If he's gonna do it with someone's fiance so they can get back to their fiance, they better not be where Polly can kick the door in and trip right over them. Thanks.]
[Please don't let Polly show up at the wrong moment, he's not ready for the threesome life yet. Instead, his shoulders droop just enough to show he's listening and he moves away from the door, using his hands to push at Carlos again.
Uh...well. Hm.]
The bed's gonna be weird, isn't it. Maybe...the couch? [The bed might also not be that weird but he's seeing this mostly as another puzzle than as something romantic or whatever.] Bed's bigger though.
[He lets himself be pushed easily enough. Though, uh... Given the whole situation, it makes him even more flustered.]
... Well, the couch's going to be uncomfortable with the two of us.
[It's a loveseat? It's not even big enough to fit Carlos the times he's slept on it, so. Of course, he's assuming Junpei would be on the couch as well. He glances towards the bed as the move away from the door, frowning.]
Polly uses the bed. But it should be clean, and it's not that big of a deal.
[Hate that he had to say "should." Does Polly do her laundry? We just don't know.]
[It's fine. Flustering Carlos continues to be a fun game he can play by himself and not think about the fact he's kind of cheating on his fianceé. But he's also pretty sure Akane would not only get it, but she'd do the same.
Carlos was, sort of, a part of them at this point. He's keeping his fingers light on Carlos's pecs, pushing to walk him backwards toward the bed even if he makes a face at the thought of Polly's gross sheets.]
It's okay. This'll probably be quick. [Still making jokes at Carlos's expensive? All signs point to yes. When they get to the bed though he gives one last push to make Carlos sit down, leaving Junpei to stand in front of him...before he also has a seat and turns to look him over.]
So...how do you want to start? [Junpei you're the one who started this, maybe think about it yourself??]
[Please stop making jokes at his expense... You're killing your beef, Junpei.
It's easy enough to maneuver him to the bed, though. Once they're seated, he clears his throat, breaking eye contact for a moment before he responds.]
... What? And here I thought you were all about taking the lead, Junpei.
[An attempt is being made to tease back! But it's not a very good one, to be honest. He's obviously flustered. Lord. Akane would be so much better at this shit, and that is one weird thought to have about someone's fiance.]
[No, YOU'RE killing his beef because I still don't trust you!! But anyway once they're on the bed Junpei's hands rest in his lap and...he laughs to himself quietly.]
It's, ah, been a while since I've done this. [Pre-Akane is implied, pre-saving her, pre-detective gig. But he licks his lips, looking at the side of Carlos's face.] Pretty sure it's different for everybody. What're you even into?
[He should maybe not be so casually asking this but here we are. It's just...science. Yeah.]
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[Bitch!! Please note it's not a denial. Junpei knows about his sicon past. Ten long years of sister complex............ Schrodinger's uno sex is real.]
I'm okay with that. But I'm not the one with a fiance. You're sure this won't be something you'll regret?
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...some regrets would be bigger than others. [He didn't spend a year traumatizing himself and hunting her down just to idly sit by and wait for someone else to figure out how to free them.] I already told you I don't have her ring anymore. When I woke up, it was gone. The me that was already here didn't have it for some reason, but I'm not going to let this be another timeline I don't get her back.
[...] She slipped right out of my hands again, and if I don't do everything I can to try and get back to her, that would be my biggest regret. [He looks at him again.] And like I said, it's you. [He keeps saying that without explaining what that means, but if Carlos isn't asking then cool, he doesn't have to explain.]
Just because you're older than me doesn't mean I can't take the lead.
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He rubs his face with one hand, suddenly extremely weary. The repetition of "it's you" doesn't require much explanation. Or, at least, he doesn't think it does. They know each other from before they arrived here. It's easy enough to interpret it as Junpei being more comfortable testing this out with him, over someone they only just met here.
But...]
Alright. [It's punctuated with a sigh.] If we're doing this, let's... get comfortable first.
[He refuses to do this near the doorway. If he's gonna do it with someone's fiance so they can get back to their fiance, they better not be where Polly can kick the door in and trip right over them. Thanks.]
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Uh...well. Hm.]
The bed's gonna be weird, isn't it. Maybe...the couch? [The bed might also not be that weird but he's seeing this mostly as another puzzle than as something romantic or whatever.] Bed's bigger though.
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... Well, the couch's going to be uncomfortable with the two of us.
[It's a loveseat? It's not even big enough to fit Carlos the times he's slept on it, so. Of course, he's assuming Junpei would be on the couch as well. He glances towards the bed as the move away from the door, frowning.]
Polly uses the bed. But it should be clean, and it's not that big of a deal.
[Hate that he had to say "should." Does Polly do her laundry? We just don't know.]
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Carlos was, sort of, a part of them at this point. He's keeping his fingers light on Carlos's pecs, pushing to walk him backwards toward the bed even if he makes a face at the thought of Polly's gross sheets.]
It's okay. This'll probably be quick. [Still making jokes at Carlos's expensive? All signs point to yes. When they get to the bed though he gives one last push to make Carlos sit down, leaving Junpei to stand in front of him...before he also has a seat and turns to look him over.]
So...how do you want to start? [Junpei you're the one who started this, maybe think about it yourself??]
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It's easy enough to maneuver him to the bed, though. Once they're seated, he clears his throat, breaking eye contact for a moment before he responds.]
... What? And here I thought you were all about taking the lead, Junpei.
[An attempt is being made to tease back! But it's not a very good one, to be honest. He's obviously flustered. Lord. Akane would be so much better at this shit, and that is one weird thought to have about someone's fiance.]
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It's, ah, been a while since I've done this. [Pre-Akane is implied, pre-saving her, pre-detective gig. But he licks his lips, looking at the side of Carlos's face.] Pretty sure it's different for everybody. What're you even into?
[He should maybe not be so casually asking this but here we are. It's just...science. Yeah.]