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( he's beginning to wonder just how much further these texts are going to slip into the realm of unreadable, all those stray letters and whatnot, but gojo likes to think he knows the man well enough by now that he'll be able to parse out whatever he's trying to say regardless of however many typos there might end up being.

sure, the picture isn't anything special and the quality leaves almost everything to the imagination, but he's still in the mood for playing along ... so.

what he gets in return is a shot from the curve of his grin down to the point at which his waistband rests against the jut of sharp hipbones, bare from the waist up and maybe he has the thumb of his free hand hooked into the band of his pants and tugging them down just enough to show off the light dusting of white hair traveling down from his navel. )

I think you need to take some photography lessons.
You can do better than that, can't you?
I'm giving you a lot to work with, here.

_{[ oh looks like the curtains match the drapes just like him!!

But wait a second.. did he just respond back? He knows this guy has a playful personality, but god.. he’s so drunk. It’s so embarrassing. The room has been spinning for awhile now and he feels like he might just pass out soon.

Gintoki grumbles to himself, muttering something under his breath, then types out a response. ]}

you’re not supposded to actually send soemthkng back, idiot

_{[ ??????? ]}

( maybe it's a good thing he won't remember any of this come morning, and he won't have to wonder if gojo is being serious or just stringing him along for the sake of some moderate entertainment.

DRINK SOME DAMN WATER, GINTOKI. )

Oh, is that not how this works?
Maybe I'm more behind the times than I thought ...
I thought any shared media was at least supposed to not be so blurry.
But sometimes it's better to leave things to the imagination.

( yeah, he's still having fun with this. )

_{[ no, he refuses to take care of himself!! He is gonna worry about it when he inevitably passes out which should be… any minute now… after he blows a tsundere gasket. ]}

SHUTTUP THE REAL DEAL IS BETTER THA N ANYTHJNG YOUR BRAIN CAN IMANGINE

_{[ and yet, he doesn’t attempt to send another picture. ]}

( sighs. fine. wake up dehydrated and with the kind of headache you wouldn't wish on your greatest enemy. possibly some nausea, too, since alcohol is absorbed into your system through your stomach. this is why you get such hellacious ass hangovers, sir.

he isn't expecting him to send anything else, anyway. )

Is it?
I like to think I have a pretty decent imagination.
Buuuut I won't know unless you decide to show me, so I'll just have to make do.

take me to dinner first

_{[ ??????? ]}

What if I cooked for you?

_{[ Gintoki is a freeloader at heart, really. He will take any kind of free food offered but something is especially intimate about having a personal cooked meal, and if he wasn’t drunk off his rocker he would probably be shy about having one of his many JUMP crushes cook for him.

But he’s drunk, so: ]}

do you wants picture or are you trying to see me naked in the flesh?!!! cook for me asshole

( it's okay, he can be shy when it actually happens. it'll be cute. very cute. )

I'm just offering to share a meal with you, that's all.
What do you like? I'll try to incorporate as much as I can.
Not everything I would think to make back in Tokyo is readily available here, so ... eh.

( waves hands around. he'll do the best he can, though! )

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_{[ ok he absolutely passed out on his phone, then rolled off of it. It's a wrap. ]}

( ... okay yeah he's sure he just passed the hell out. he might have been wondering how long he would last. )

Sweet dreams, Gin-san.

( here's hoping you don't wake up either stuck to your pillow with drool or feeling like you're going to vomit up your entire life. )

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