#maybe if hshn is feeling nice and cooperative

[swordskills]

hoshina enjoys the rather subtle moments of peace offered to the defense force. moments like this when sharing a blanket and having legs entangled makes one almost forget they'd been fighting a war for as long as recorded history dates. the comfortable vibe built between rivalry and the discovery for fun has hoshina wondering if things like this would be the same had none of this happen. hoshina's shoulder casually rests against the other as narumi attempts to control his ire in not only being trumped in this game, but two prior ones as well, an all knowing smile on his face.

“who would've thought? i thought the commander was the best at video games.” or so the other claims. it felt nice to have just one more little thing to hold over his head besides the title of most smaller kaiju subjugated. of course that was only natural, given there is no bladed weapon suitable for hoshina to take down larger kaiju, and his assistance was better coordinating cadets and carving a path for his commander to take down large kaiju. he takes note of the way narumi reacts to his gestures, not missing the silent glance he got earlier as well, perhaps he'd heard his comment about him being cute? would he ask why? hoshina doesn't feel too keen on giving a straight answer to movements uncoordinated with his own thoughts. “is he important to this game?” hoshina questions with a tilt of his head. recalling the other characters he'd seen, how would his character fit along with the orange suit guy, or the cute pink ball?

there's more amusement to be found in the agitation of the other, finding narumi's thoughts on him to be entertaining to say the least. it could stem from his own childhood that he finds riling narumi up and fanning the flames of their rivalry to be fun, and that's not something he'd indulge himself in often. his grin does falter slightly as a calloused finger pokes and trails down his cheek. this does cause his usually slit eyes to open slightly and his jaw to clench subtly, following narumi's hand as it moves away. there's a certain heat that threatens to rise within him, but a clearing of his throat pulls him out of those wandering thoughts. it was likely narumi mimicking him earlier.

“really,” sōshirō would not get between a man and free food, especially a simple man and their love for a favorite food that just so happens to be free. maybe the vice captain had ulterior motives for offering and it would be right on the money for narumi to pretend like the offer isn't as enticing as it sounds. “right, right. what strange ideas do you think i have? there are no strange thoughts at all, i promise. you could learn to trust me just a little bit more.” an easy smile rests on his face as the fight begins. hoshina truly doesn't know what he's doing, but he recalls being able to summon bombs, grab narumi's character with a claw device and use what narumi told him were smash techniques. he does get beat up some in return in the middle of finding out what combos worked.

he can't help but be just slightly distracted my the leg hooked around his, so there is a gentle nudge. a distraction begot another; he refuses to be the only one seemingly bothered by this.

truth be told, he wasn't sure when he had gotten this comfortable within their rivalry. even though he was prone to throbbing vein inducing rage when it came to his & hoshina's rivalry, he was fond of having someone else play video games with. even if it was the very man who robbed him of one of his missing titles. narumi is always prideful, unassuming effort & the necessary skills to back up what he'd always been great at: killing kaiju. video games is the other hobby that consumes him, a match being burned out by one singular flame. regardless, he wants to remain entangled with the other whether it be through physical contact or the fact that the two are betting on something.

he lowers his head at the mention of the other two games hoshina bested him, hand gripping the controller as he feels another burst of sudden pointed rage at the other. if the two of them weren't huddled in a couple of his blankets he would have fallen to the ground right now. ❛ yes! yes, it is! cause this is the first time you're playing the game. don't rub it in, hoshina. ❜ he spares a glance knowing the other is finding entertainment at the soreness of his loss & the suddenness of his knuckle along his cheek. ❛ easy enough and bleh, don't you want to know more about your character?❜ he truly would have taken hoshina for a sephiroth player, but he supposes link is also up his alley.

the roll of his eyes is apparent at hoshina's words since he didn't find it amusing in any sort of moment. meanwhile, he's sure that sly fox finds amusement in his minor shortcomings like he's watching a comedy show. ❛ you would stoop that low, so yes. you would die giving someone a genuine compliment. ❜ this time he reaches for the other only to trail his finger along his cheek. it was almost tempting to touch the accentuated lip that formed from his pout.

❛ really? ❜ the sparkle in his eyes glitter at the prospect of free food. narumi isn't the type of person to turn down a free meal, but then he raises his brow. he shouldn't be getting excited at the idea of losing to mr. bowl cut himself. so he snaps himself out of it with ease.❛ it doesn't mean anything, free food just sounds nice ! don't get any strange ideas. i know your head is full of em. ❜ this time he waits until the platform disappears before his character lands onto the stage. this time he wouldn't say much other than the fact he's content having his leg around hoshina's.