#⋆ ★ ronnie x kyro !

[astralfms]

@dreamerfms // shorefit gym

"your right hook is lacking," she laughs, lowering the pads and tapping his arm with one. it had been a while since ronnie had gotten into the gym with kyro, not exactly finding it her idea of a great time. she did, however, cherish any and all time she got to spend with her older brother. if that meant she had to spend the afternoon in a sweaty gym, so be it. "i think i could've thrown a better one than that last one. wanna test it out, no gloves ?"

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“wouldn't  be  the  first  time,”  with  an  easy  shrug,  throwing  herself  onto  his  couch  and  settling  in.  “but  i  don't  know  how  many  no's  i  have  left  with  them  before  they  start  telling  me  no,  so  i  might  just  save  this  one  for  a  rainy  day,”  her  job  as  an  esthetician  was  keeping  their  mom  at  bay,  but  she  wasn't  sure  how  long  that  would  last.  wouldn't  be  surprised  if  one  of  these  days  she  woke  up  to  an  internship  with  some  fashion  company,  but  that  was  a  worry  for  another  time.  as  his  smile  falls,  she  feels  her  own  pang  of  guilt  at  the  way  hers  grows.  “damn,  so  i  won't  be  able  to  show  up  at  your  door  in  the  wee  hours  of  the  night  ?”  a  perk  of  being  floors  away,  but  a  drive  was  better  than  a  flight.  “but,  really,  i  think  that's  a  great  idea.  if  you're  planning  on  buying  a  house  though,  you  definitely  need  more  stuff.  let  that  personality  shine,  turn  the  house  into  a  home,  yadda  yadda.”

" real mature, " he responds, but laughter is unavoidable the moment she sticks out her tongue, diverts him right back to their childhood and provokes nostalgia. kyro is often glad that nothing has changed there, hopes they always keep a sense of this. " mm, no, i'll just get mom and dad to talk you into it. are you really going to say no them ? " he knows he couldn't, has spent his life's entirety trying to make them as happy as possible, sometimes at his own expense. her next question provokes a slight tightening in his chest, a pang of guilt. sometimes he can't help but wonder if he falls short in the good brother department, and the slight falter of his smile may very well show it. " i'm not leaving palmview, but i was thinking more of an actual house than an apartment. emerald point seems quite nice, and it would be a good investment. i could rent this place out. "

[astralfms]

@dreamerfms // live music area !

“you're  into  the  festivities  today,”  she  teases,  coming  up  behind  kyro  with  elbow  jutting  out  to  jab  her  older  brother  lightly  in  the  ribs.  it's  her  version  of  a  sweet  sibling  greeting,  and  though  she  won't  say  it,  it's  nice  for  him  to  be  in  the  same  city  as  her  for  long  enough  to  run  into  each  other.   “which  is  perfect,  because  i've  also  been  hit  with  the  holiday  cheer.  so  much  so  that  i'm  dragging  you  to  the  spiked  hot  coco  and  we're  going  shot  for  shot,  right  now  !"

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she knows kyro is only riling her up, but the knowledge doesn't stop her irritation from rising. call it her little sister instinct, but she was determined to prove him wrong, now bouncing back and forth on each foot. "oh, you want muscles, do you ?" her laugh is nearly maniacal, letting herself be pushed back with his finger tip and shaking her muscles out. throwing a round of quick shots to the air ( just like he'd shown her ), ronnie leans in to his suggestion and let's the sibling rivalry take over, features pinched in concentration. her feet are planted, hands raised in front of her face before she's twisting her hips as her arm reaches out, punch landing on his palm hard enough to hurt her own hand. she's shaking it out and breathing her laughter, competitive edge washed away the second the blow landed. "if you try to tell me that one didn't hurt a little i'll know you do more lying than a rug."

kyro snorts, holds back his laughter. " pulp, huh ? " a brow shoots up, and he can't help the urge to be exactly what he's supposed to be, and that's an annoying older brother. he'll support his siblings all day long, believe in them fully, but that in no way means he's above teasing them. " that's big talk for someone who's punch feels like air. are you actually planning on using your muscles anytime soon ? " with those words he moves his hands in a extra slow-motion swing, no intention of any real impact. instead he grins as he presses his fingertip to her forehead, give a slight nudge. " come on, get mad. and rotate your hips, " he insists, slight demonstrates before putting his palms back up, ready for her next punch, " then maybe you'll hit with some real power. "

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she can't help but hum the tune as she repositions herself, shaking off the laughter and putting on her game face. she's determined to throw a better one this time, bouncing on her feet and putting in a little more umph into her next swing. "you're the one that needs a prayer, big brother," she follows it up with another hit, stopping to shake her hand out. even she doesn't believe it as the next words fall from her lips, "your hands are gonna be pulp when i'm finished with you !"

he pretends to ponder, to humour her. “ hmm, let me think . . . maybe livin’ on a prayer, because something tells me you’d need one. ” kyro tries to hold back a laugh, but it still threatens to slip out. however, he still makes a point of exaggerating her strength when he fist meets the palm of her hand. “ unless you have any better options ? ” uses hands to encourage her to keep the hits coming, knows sometimes it just takes a little practise.

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"i'm so glad you're finally starting to catch on," her pads are tossed to the side in the same manner as his, fists lifting as she circles him in the ring. "what do you think my walk in song should be ?" she questions, throwing her best version of a right hook to his left palm. "for when i make my debut as the next big boxer of the lee family."

an amused grin takes shape, forever a look of adoration whenever he looks at his siblings. “ is that so ? shall we call dad, let him know that he got it wrong ? that you are the true prodigy. ” he nods, brow raising in challenge as he takes off his gloves, tosses them to the side of the ring. “ go on then,” kyro softly encourages, raising his hands up, palms open, “ give it your best shot. show me how it’s really done. ”

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“never,”  she  quips  with  a  smirk,  tongue  sticking  out  at  him  directly  after.  she  never  misses  an  opportunity  to  prod  at  him,  the  younger  sibling  urge  to  annoy  always  winning  out.  little  does  he  know,  she'd  started  working  on  a  piece  for  him  the  moment  she  stepped  into  his  empty  little  apartment.  “but  if  you  ask  nicely  and  say  pretty  please,  i  might  consider  giving  you  a  little  doodle  or  two  for  the  mantle,”  brows  furrow  as  he  mentions  moving,  skin  crawling  at  the  idea  that  she  may  not  be  able  to  finish  his  surprise  piece  before  he's  packed  up  and  skipping  town  again.  “moving  where  ?  apartments  or  states  ?  i  never  know  with  you.”

CLOSED : @astralfms ft. veronica. LOCATION : kyro's apartment.

spending quality time with his younger sister is important to him, even if half their time is spent bickering in the way that siblings often do. teasing her is one of his life greatest pleasures, but behind the brotherly annoyance is someone who loves her very dearly, and is proud to call her his only sibling. " so, " he begins, letting his chopsticks fall into the empty bowl before him, " when do you plan on giving me some of that artwork of yours so i can liven this place up a little ? it's very cold, don't you think ? " not very him at all, honestly. a realization he's been having the more time he's been spending in the apartment he's supposed to call home.. " i'm tempted to move. "