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Modern AU: Obi and Shirayuki play (or are involved in) a game of truth while drinking on the porch swing in the frat house.

It’s not quiet in the house, not this close to the start of the semester, but there’s a silence in the shape of Obi’s voice, and Shirayuki can’t help but try to fill it.

She knows where he’ll be; there’s only one place he goes to think, rain or shine, day or night, and so she swings by the fridge to pick up a Seagram’s before stepping into the golden glow of evening.

He’s there of course, one foot up on the banister as he gently swings himself, sipping at what looks to be a #9 in one hand. He doesn’t look up, just keeps staring out over the lawn; the light paints him in such nostalgic sepia tones that he could be straight from a Norman Rockwell painting, Boy on Porch at Evening.

She slips in next to him, curling her legs up to her chest and leaning back to enjoy the last dregs of summer. In two weeks they’ll be in Florida, knee deep in turtles, but right now they’re just here. Together.

“Excited about our date?” he asks, breaking the silence. He’s being wry, teasing, but for no reason at all her heart flutters in her chest. A date.

A real, fake date.

A distressed grunt breaks out from her mouth, and his lips split open in a grin. He leans close, eyes hooded, and purrs, “Oh, don’t worry, Doc, I put out on the first date.”

She laughs at that, putting her palm flat on his face and pushing him away. “I’m excited to spend time with you,” she says, shaking her head. “Though you’re giving me second thoughts.”

Obi lets out a low chuckle, letting them lapse back into a comfortable silence. But now that he’s brought up the date, her skin feels tight and her ribs too small, and she can’t help blurting out, “I don’t know what to wear!”

He stares.

“I mean, you haven’t really give me, a, uh –” she flounders trying to find the word – “dress code.”

His eyebrows raise. “You want a dress code?”

She lets out a helpless whine. She’s not good at things like this. “I’d like a guide.”

“I guess, um –” he clears his throat, his cheeks turning a shade darker – “nice? Dress nice. Nicer than usual. Like…a dress. But not fancy, or anything.”

She hums, casually raising a hand to cover her smile. It’s almost endearing how awkward he is; he’s got to have had a dozen girlfriends, and yet here he is getting tripped up by their date. “What are you wearing?”

“Um.” He’s flushed enough that he turns pink, even under the bronze of his skin. “A shirt and tie. And, um, pants. Not jeans.”

She nods. “Okay, I can find something.”

He picks up swinging again, his leg guiding them gently back and forth. “So…any other concerns? Since we’re talking about it?”

“No,” she says, pulling out the word. “Not really.”

He slants a wry glance her way. “That sounded convincing.”

“I mean, it’s just…” Ugh, this was – stupid. It was going to sound stupid.

She glances up at him, trying to decide herself, and – and he’s just sitting there, patient, like always. Never pushing.

“We know each other well, right?” she blurts out. “We’re – we’re friends, right? Good friends?”

He blinks, recoiling in surprise. “Yeah,” he agrees, bewildered. “Of course. You’re my – we’re close, Doc.”

“I know, it’s just…” She sighs, resigning to the fact that this is weird. “But now we’re going out on a-a date, and it feels weird that I don’t know, like, facts about you.”

“Facts.”

“You know, like…what’s your favorite color?” She throws up her hands, only just remembering the bottle in one of them. “Or…what time of day you were born. Stupid stuff.”

His shoulder shakes against hers, and she realizes he’s laughing.

“Ugh, I know, it’s dumb.” She lays her head in her hands. “Just forget I said anything –”

“No, no.” He pulls her hands away with one of his. “It’s – here, why don’t we play a game?”

“A game?” She’s known him a little under a year, but that’s enough to know that a game usually mean a trap.

“Yeah. You ask me a question, I ask you a question.”

She wants to tell him that’s a conversation, but she’s not about to throw away her chance due to semantics. “And you’ll be honest? Really?”

“Doc,” he admonishes, mouth canted slyly at the corner. “What is it you said to Ryuu? I may joke, but I never lie.”

The look she gives him is thoroughly unimpressed.

“Here, I’ll start,” he says, so magnanimous, arm curling around the back of the swing. “My favorite color is black. What’s your middle name?”

“Maria. What’s your favorite color that’s an actual color?”

“Doc.” He tries to sound affronted, but he’s giggling too hard against the mouth his bottle. “Black is a color. It’s all the colors.”

“Right.” She leans back, feeling the heat of his arm along her neck. “It’s the same as saying you don’t have a favorite. So what’s your actual favorite color?”

His chest shakes next to her shoulder, but he is oddly straight-faced when he stares down at her and says, “Green.”

She’s not sure why something so simple feels so significant, but – but –

He lifts his gaze, watching the street. “Name of your first pet?”

“Mr. Bear.”

He lifts an eyebrow. “And he was…?”

“That’s two questions. When were you born – the time of day, Obi!” she amends quickly, even as she sees his mouth open, mischievous glint in his eye. “Play fair.”

“I never promised that,” he tells her airily, but she sees him relax, feels him settle in beside her. “Sometime after midnight. I don’t think I ever knew when exactly. Now what was he?”

“She was a cat.” She valiantly ignores the way he bends over laugh, arm rolling off the back of her swing and resting around her shoulders. “Where were you born?”

“Annandale.” His hand curves around her arm as he leans in to explain, “That’s in Virginia, Doc. What street did you grow up on?”

Her eyes narrow at that. There’s something familiar about his questions. “Schneewittchen. What was your favorite subject in school?”

“PE. What was your mother’s maiden name?”

She ducks her head, laughing into his arm. “Are you trying to commit credit card fraud? Is that it?”

He grins. “Well, this is sort of a speed date isn’t it? I figured –”

She smacks him on the chest, her hand making a hollow thunk when it hits his sternum. “Come on, take this seriously.”

“All right.” He leans in with a leer, crowding her, and, oh, does she have regrets. “Who was your first kiss?”

“Obi.”

He gives her an innocent look, but doesn’t retract the question, because of course he wouldn’t. She asked for this.

“Eighth grade with my neighbor.” He starts making interested noises, and she groans, shaking her head. “Pavo. It wasn’t – I kissed him because I was tired of everyone talking about boyfriends. It was –”

She must make a face, because he laughs, squeezing her shoulders. “That doesn’t count, Doc. A real kiss.”

“Oh, uh…” She feels her cheeks heat and she finds something, anything to look at that isn’t Obi. “Youwerethere.”

“I was –?” He stiffens. “You mean, at the river? That kiss?”

If she could just disappear that would be great. “Yeah. That one.”

“That – huh.” He shrugs, body falling back into its casual sprawl. “Okay.”

“What about you?” she pushes, more than a little irritated. “Who was your first kiss?”

He stills next to her. After long moment, he forces out a laugh. “Can we pass? Did we make rules for passing?”

“Ah, oh!” She shakes her head, patting his shoulder. “You don’t have to – don’t answer anything you’re not comfortable with! It’s fine. I can –”

“I was fourteen and it was more than kissing.” He hesitates, mouth opening and closing like he’s about to speak, and then finally he says, “Anyway.”

“Um, right!” she squeaks. “You can, um, ask your question. To me. Um.”

For a moment she thinks the game is over, that she’s finally pushed him to a place he doesn’t want to come back from, but then he says, “What was your mom like?”

“I-I don’t know,” she admits, a familiar ache settling under her breast. “I was young when she – when she passed.”

“Ah, cool.” His fingers clench on her arm, like he’d be tugging at his shoulder if she wasn’t right there. “I just – I mean, I’ve met your dad, and you talk a lot about Oma and Opa, and –” He shrugs a shoulder. “I dunno, I just…wanted to know something about her too.”

“She sang to me,” she offers softly. “I don’t really remember her face except from pictures, but – but I remember her singing. She knew a lot of weird old songs. Americana, you know? Stuff they’ve been singing for centuries.”

She takes a deep breath, ignoring the way is shudders out. “She had my eyes. Or I guess I have hers? People would tell me that all the time. They said I – I had hear heart too, and sometimes I wonder –”

She presses her lips together to keep the words from falling out; he didn’t ask for this, he just wanted something cute to file away, something to bring up when they sat just like this in the silence of twilight, not –

He makes an inquisitive grunt, and that’s all it takes –

“I wonder if I’m making the right decisions,” she blurts out, the words burning as she tears their claws out of her heart. “Every time I do – I do anything really, I wonder whether I’m choosing to be like her. Or not. And then I wonder what I want. Do I want to be her? I don’t – I don’t remember enough.” Her vision blurs, and she thanks all her lucky stars that she at least doesn’t sound weird and watery yet. “I wonder if that’s the closest I can ever be to her, being her copy.”

“Shirayuki,” he breathes, his hand running over the bare skin of her arm. “For what it’s worth, you’ve only ever been you, as long as I’ve known you.” He lets out a small, self-deprecating laugh. “If that makes sense.”

She turns to him, watching him a long moment. She doesn’t know how he can be so close to her, and yet so far away. She doesn’t know how to break that distance, how to bring him to her, how to tear down that space until it’s just them without anything between.

“Obi,” she says, her voice hardly above a whisper. “How did you get that scar?”

He doesn’t insult her by asking which one.

She watches the way his body expands and contracts with each breath, one moment larger than life and the next as small as a child. He’s not much older than her, but it feels as if he’s lived twice as much life as her. She knows a vague sketch of what his life was like before, and she just – she imagines it happens to a man that looks like him now, because thinking about it happening to someone hardly older than a child –

“I was asked to throw a fight,” he says, voice hoarse, pained. “And I was – I was young and dumb. Some kids get into the ring for the fame. They take a dive because it means they’ll get a big pay out later. But I –” His smile is a knife slash, a wound. “I fought because I liked it. I was good at it. I wasn’t going to pretend I was shit to make some other guy a buck.”

She tries not to think of how long ago this was, but it’s impossible for a mind like hers not to do the math. He came to college at twenty-one, had to have taken entrance exams, gone through rehab –

“They sent guys to convince me. Money guys at first. Told me to be smart.” He shook his head, his arm squeezing her shoulders. “I told them to get fucked. The next guys – they weren’t coming to talk. I was walking out of the gym and –” He laughs, bitter. “I brought fists to a knife fight. Doesn’t really matter how good you are when some other guy’s got an edge like that.”

– Six months at least, if he did it all at the same time –

“They left me there.” His knuckles turn write around the bottle in his hand. “Didn’t bother to finish the job. Just left me to bleed out.”

– He was twenty. Maybe. As old as her now, left to die for hours.

“It’s only because some girl saw me that I’m here at all,” he tells her, dispassionate, like it happened to someone else. “On her way back from some evening service. I guess I’m just always relying on good people to – ah!”

He just barely manages to brace himself, his whole body flinching as her arms wrap around his middle, face pressed into his chest. Beneath her cheek she hears it, she feels it: the steady lub-dub of his heart. She’s always taken it for granted, letting it lull her into sleep, but – but –

She could have missed this; she could have missed this and never known.

“I’m glad,” she says, and now she doesn’t hide how watery it is at all. She’s not ashamed for him to know how much he means to her. “I’m glad someone found you. I’m glad you’re –” With me. “Here.”

Under her hands she feels him relax, his arms winding around her. “I’m glad I’m here too, Doc.”

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