Asugi/Forrest C-S

C

Asugi: Stitches! Hey, Stitches!

Asugi: Hey, wait up! Crivens, he's got long legs...

Asugi: FORREST! WAIT UP!

Forrest: Hm? Asugi? Why are you lightly jogging after me?

Forrest: Oh! Were you the one calling out "Stitches!"?

Asugi: I was, yeah. I was trying to get your attention!

Forrest: If you're going to give someone a nickname, perhaps you'd best tell them before you start using it?

Asugi: Eh, nevermind. I need a favor from you!

Forrest: From me? But we've barely spoken.

Asugi: I know, but you're the only one who has the skillset I need.

Forrest: Oh! You having a sewing job for me?

Forrest: I was just looking for a new project to work on!

Asugi: Good, I-

Forrest: Is this about your outfit? Hm, it's very nice on you, but I agree we could work on it.

Forrest: Are you looking for a new style perhaps?

Asugi: Nah, it's not about my style! It's about my pockets!

Forrest: Your...pockets?

Asugi: I don't have enough of 'em!

Asugi: I keep running out of sweets in battle.

Asugi: Do you think you could hook me up?

Forrest: Aw, I was hoping it would be something a bit more extensive...

Forrest: How many more do you want?

Asugi: How many more can you add?

Asugi: I want the max. Give me everything you've got, Stitches.

Forrest: Ooh, perhaps this will be fun!

Forrest: Ten? Maybe twenty? How large do you need them?

Asugi: Enough to fit a few suckers, maybe more.

Asugi: I'll owe you for it, of course!

Asugi: A favor for a favor is fair enough, right?

Forrest: I suppose it'll do. I feel bad asking gold for something so simple!

Forrest: Is this a rush order?

Asugi: Nah, take your time. I don't want my sweets to be compromised!

Forrest: I understand completely.

B

Forrest: Asugi! Are you still good for that favor?!

Asugi: Whoa, Stitches! What's got you so worked up?

Forrest: Answer the question, Asugi.

Asugi: Of course I am. A promise is a promise.

Asugi: What do ya need?

Forrest: A cake.

Forrest: Several batches of cookies.

Forrest: Cupcakes, maybe?

Asugi: So, you need my talents with a spatula. What's the occasion?

Forrest: I...I'm too embarrassed to say...

Asugi: Oh, come on. It can't be that bad, right?

Forrest: I may or may not have promised several people these confections.

Asugi: Do you just need a helping hand in the kitchen? This IS a lot for one person.

Forrest: Ah... I'm afraid not. The task would be entirely on your shoulders...

Asugi: Wait a minute, I'm confused.

Forrest: *sigh* I thought you might be.

Forrest: You see... I can't bake for the life of me!

Forrest: But because I look like this, people assume that I'm a master of every feminine activity.

Forrest: Baking included. I could kill someone with my sweets.

Asugi: I'm sure you're not that terrible, Stitches.

Forrest: Trust me when I say you don't want me to prove you wrong.

Asugi: Well, you came to the right man for the job, and a promise is a promise.

Asugi: How quick do you need it all?

Forrest: You'll truly do it?! Asugi, you're my hero!

Forrest: As soon as possible, preferably!

Forrest: Though I understand if other duties call.

Asugi: My only duty right now is to batter and icing.

Asugi: I'll get those sweets done for you on the double.

A

Forrest: I still can't believe you got all of that done so quickly.

Asugi: Eh, it was just as fast as you finished my pockets.

Forrest: How are those treating you, by the way?

Asugi: Perfectly. I couldn't have asked a better person.

Forrest: I feel much the same! I was given so many compliments on those sweets...

Forrest: Honestly, it made me feel a little guilty.

Asugi: I had a question about that, actually.

Asugi: Why'd you accept all those requests when you knew you couldn't bake?

Asugi: It worked out this time, but what would you do if it didn't?

Forrest: I... Well, that is to say...

Forrest: What I mean is...!

Forrest: ...

Asugi: Oh, I get it now.

Asugi: You don't want to disappoint anyone, right?

Forrest: ...You've got me dead to rights, Asugi.

Forrest: I feel as though I need to justify the way I dress, and the way I act.

Forrest: What if I'm rejected because I don't lean into the stereotype?

Forrest: I know I put on a brave face, but it frightens me.

Asugi: I know what to do, Stitches.

Asugi: You drop whoever rejects you like a sack of bricks!

Asugi: You deserve to be yourself. We shouldn't have to fight for that right.

Forrest: We? ...Oh, I suppose you would understand, wouldn't you.

Forrest: I'm sorry, Asugi. I hadn't realized our struggles were so similar.

Asugi: Why are you apologizing? I like talking to someone who gets it.

Forrest: I just don't want to have to compromise on pieces of myself.

Asugi: Then don't. I know, it's easier said than done.

Asugi: But if I can do it, so can you!

Forrest: It's sweet that you're trying so hard to reassure me.

Asugi: Listen, Stitches. The people who judge you aren't worth keeping around.

Asugi: And the people who are will just have to make the effort.

Forrest: Perhaps you're right... Father has already changed.

Forrest: If he can do it... Can't everyone?

Asugi: Exactly. See? Just talking through it helps.

Forrest: You're right... I feel much better now!

Forrest: Thank you, Asugi.

Asugi: You can always be yourself with me, Stitches.

S

Asugi: Stitches? I got your note!

Asugi: *cough, cough* There's a lot of smoke in here!

Asugi: Stitches! Are you OK?!

Forrest: Oh, Asugi! There you are!

Forrest: I know it's a little...hazardous in here! But I'm glad you came anyway.

Asugi: Hazardous is one word for it... What's happened in here?

Asugi: And what's up with all these lumps of charcoal?

Forrest: I made you some cookies!

Forrest: These are all my...failed attempts.

Asugi: Gods, there must be hundreds...

Asugi: Stitches, I think this is where cookies go to die.

Forrest: Are you making fun of me?

Asugi: Just a little bit.

Forrest: ...I suppose it's fine, if it's you.

Asugi: What's the occasion?

Forrest: They're a thank-you. For being so kind to me.

Asugi: It breaks my heart you think I need gifts for being nice to you.

Forrest: B-Breaks your heart? That's the last thing I want to do!

Asugi: It's just an expression, Stitches.

Asugi: You could never break my heart.

Forrest: ...

Asugi: ...That was weird, wasn't it.

Forrest: ...I don't think so.

Forrest: You make me feel so understood, Asugi. Like I could fly.

Forrest: I've...never felt this way with another man before.

Asugi: So, are these thank you cookies, or I have a crush on you cookies?

Forrest: Which would be better received?

Asugi: The second one. I've had a crush on you since you stormed in demanding cupcakes from me.

Forrest: I did not demand! I requested.

Asugi: Yeah, yeah. You requested, and I agreed.

Forrest: Do you accept my confession?

Asugi: Of course I do, Stitches.

Asugi: But you can keep the cookies.

Forrest: Ah...I had a feeling you might say that.

Asugi: Maybe I should make you a confession gift too!

Asugi: A nice scarf? A hat? What do you think, Stitches?

Forrest: I think that if your sewing skills are anything like my baking skills, I'd rather you didn't.

Asugi: ...You've got a point there, Stitches.

Asugi: Maybe we stick to our respective skills.

Forrest: *giggle* That's probably for the best.

Forrest: I accept your confession with or without a gift, Asugi.

Forrest: So long as you're always yourself. I want to see every side of you.

Asugi: You'd better do the same, Stitches! I won't accept anything less.