jigokulogs | In This Crooked Little Town What Is Lost is Never Found

[It felt strange, thinking there were products specifically catered to youkai like that.

Right.

They were in a youkai town.

Of course they would have products catered towards themselves.

They probably even had stuff like that where he grew up. He just... Never had to think about it before. Nor was he ever taught in matters of youkai-centered self-care.

It made sense. He was, up until recently, considerably human-passing. And it wasn't like he had many people around in his life to teach him about things like that.

Banri maybe? A little bit.]

Eh? A 'good knowledge in anatomy' hnn? Why does that sound so scary coming from you gege?

[Whatever. It was best to not think too hard about it. Just sit back and enjoy the nice offer that was given to him.

Standing up in long-legged fully nude glory, Gojyo picked up his towel from the floor before grinning playfully at his friend.]

All right then! I'm convinced. Let's see this 'strong grip' of yours, eh?

[Self-care was not something Jin Guangyao really thought much about until he was Sect Leader. And only after that does he really enjoys taking luxurious baths with scents he could have only dreamed of as a child.

He didn't get to partake in it often but he really loved it.

At the comment he smiled, mock innocently at his friend.]

Oh. I am certain I do not know what you are talking about. [He said breezily.]

[He turned to walk beside him. Leading him down the hall towards a private room. On the way, he stopped by a storage room to pick up something called an Amabie Kit.]

Did you want me to order us some lunch and sake as well?

Eh?

[Ah. Food, massage, drinks, and a bath? How did he manage to get on Guangyao's good side so well?]

I mean, I won't say no. Ain't that going to cost you extra money to put so much into me, though? Or are you just looking for ways to up the costs once I experience these 'services' of yours?

[Gojyo smirked with that. He was curiously eyeing the strange kit that Guangyao managed to pull out from a side room, lingering over him as he followed him. Gojyo could not keep himself from wondering what could be in a kit like that.]

Not that I'd mind. I suppose I can spend a little extra if it's you~

[He may be getting himself into something dubious. But at least he could still have fun with it all.]

It's on the house today for the festival. The only instructions we were given were to have fun and make sure people have a good time.

[His tails swished happily. Perhaps it was to drive clientele and to test the new comers. He led them to a room he had booked, complete with a massage table corner bath and candles. He held the door open for his friend and set the basket down.]

Here you can hand me your towel and I'll order us lunch. Did you want more hot sake?

Eh, sure.

[It was almost in reflex that Gojyo had offered his cup for Guangyao to refill. What was this? His fourth cup now? Enough so that he could feel that nice familiar lightheadedness take hold. Not enough to not make him overthink this whole situation, though.]

So wait, you telling me they're making you go around and offer yourself up on a silver platter with only the reward of a prize as payment for it all?

[... That sounded like a shitty deal.

Regardless, he was still removing the only piece of cloth that shielded his long and lean yet muscular frame from the world—casually offering the towel over along with the glass. It was a comfortable sort of nudity around Guangyao, surprisingly.

Besides, he knew he had nothing to be ashamed of.]

And you're the one catering and putting in money to offer food and drinks to your clients?

[Dude.]

[He filled it up to the brim and took the towel settling it down in a basket. Gojyo's nudity didn't bother him, though he did look rather impressed by his...assets. But he was a tall man, it was not all that surprising.]

Well, isn't it how it usually goes? I'm fine with it. It'll gain me a reward at the end of it and I can begin to make contacts with future clients so it really does work out.

[He picked up his phone and ordered dinner for the both of them.]

Besides, If I am to survive here, I need to get over my own issues with sex.

Eh? You've got sex issues?

[That's rough buddy.]

I mean, issues or no, it's still good to set your standards high, yeah?

[He casually leaned against the massage table, watching as Guangyao set up the bath. Taking a moment to enjoy the surrounding atmosphere. Despite what Guangyao got out of it all, the entire the experience did feel nice.]

I've seen too many peoples lives spiral outta control because they aimed themselves too low. And there's a difference between trying stuff out and not caring about yourself.

[Was he worried about the old man?

Naaaahh.]

I know it doesn't really seem that way. But I do. A lifetime's worth of them.

[A lifetime of holding himself away from sex lest he is sold himself. Almost got sold to pay off his mother's debts after her death. People do not see him past him being a whore son. And they had treated him as if he was inherently dirty. The one time he felt like he was safe enough to be loved by someone a woman who was kind and wanted to touch him. To make love to him, to feel like no he wasn't dirty or disgusting. That he deserved to have a family... A wife and a child he could love and could love him.

This was ripped from him the few days before his wedding when her mother revealed that Sweet A-Su was his sister and the product of his disgusting father after raping her mother. That their child was a product of this unmeasurable sin. He would never be clean again. He never allowed himself to be touched again.

He was dirty. And dirty in a way that could not be cleansed. Part of him felt like he deserved it. To be nothing but a whore himself, no matter how far he ran and how high climbed he was dragged back here.

He smiled. But it was a strained expression. The sort of smile that felt like a knife in his own skin, much like the knife Qin Su drove into herself when she found out the truth. He took a shaky breath and let it out, accepting the cart of food from the door.]

I am aware. But at the moment making sure I have a position in the faction and am noticeable enough is more important than my own qualms. I will whore myself to a thousand people if it meant fulfilling my contract.

Edited 2022-05-12 07:20 (UTC)

[Ah.

That was a familiar sort of strained smile. One that Gojyo perhaps knew and understood more than he should have. One that he knew he could pry into over and over again and still not break past.

No. It was best to leave a smile like that alone for the time being. Not until Guangyao himself felt a bit more comfortable broaching the topic.]

You say that, and I guess position can be essential and all...

[Not that Gojyo ever understood why. Having always been on the bottom-most rung as he had been, he never understood why people always seemed to crave the power of position.]

But don't forget that feeding yourself is just as important, yeah?

[With that, he pushed himself to a stand away from the massage table, walking his way up to the side of the bath only to casually fling his arm over Guangyao's shoulder. Hanging off the smaller man in an affectionately clingy way he tended to cling to most of those he established as friends.]

And I hate to tell ya, but 'free massages' ain't gonna pay for those meals and drinks that you're getting the both of us.

I know how to feed myself. And I can always pick up an extra shift at my day job. This is me helping on the side and not my main source of income.

[He was a Jin, he knew how to make and keep the money after all.]

I see it as an investment in my future clientele. If I get cash for filling my card then the small amount I am spending here for food is negligible in my overall earnings. In the short and the long term.

It isn't unheard of in the life, I would rather have clients I have vetted previously than those that I haven't. This is an opportunity for that when I do not have to pay for room rates or the venue anything. What is a meal or two there?

[He spoke pretty calmly, setting the food out. It was a large sushi/sashimi platter with a side of agedashi tofu to Koemi's request. He leaned into Gojyo's arm with a soft smile. Times like this he was reminded of Xue Yang, who leaned on him in this way. May the little delinquent's soul rest in peace.]

Here, sit down and let me feed you. This is really good here.

So this is pretty much a 'free trial run' with the confidence that I'll be a returning customer, huh? Pretty cocky of you.

[Gojyo smirked with that, his head tilting as he looked down at the more petite man who had decided to make himself comfortable in his arms.

Smooth.]

You seem to have a thing for making sure I'm well fed. Are you trying to get me to gain weight? You better not tell me that you're some foodie inflation fetishist or something.

[ Nonetheless, he did as instructed. Lightly pulling away from Guangyao with a chuckle so that he could settle into he bath. A soft sigh inadvertently left him as he felt the weird natural reaction that came with being in the water.]

It isn't fair if you're always taking care of me. You have to at least allow me to return the favor one of these days.

Pretty much.

[He honestly felt comfortable with him. He was a man who trusted hard and it takes a lot to get him to trust you. So you have a place in his heart there Gojyo.]

What is that?

No. I think it is because...

Well, when you spend your childhood hungry you want people you care about to be full and happy. [It is a show of love Gojyo. Take it. He loves your dumb face.

He knelt down by the tub next to Gojyo and unpacked the food. He picks up some prime grade bluefin tuna and held it to his lips.]

I enjoy taking care of you.

I..wouldn't know what to do with myself if someone did that.

[Gojyo scoffed with that. His head tilting back as the next thing he knew he had a big roll of tuna being held out for him.

That... That did look really good actually.

Maybe he'll take just a bite.]

Mmnn... Well... You know...

[Ah, right, he should probably finish eating huh? Taking a quick gulp of the way-too-high-quality-for-his-punk-ass tuna, he looked up towards Guangyao as the other man kneeled beside him.]

That would make you kind of a hypocrite, wouldn't it? Just serving all the time without expecting to get anything in return. Doesn't that just prove how much you truly do need to be taken care of?

Perhaps.

I really haven't been on the other end of it. So I'm really not sure. The whole experience feels too vulnerable, you know? [Not that anyone really cared enough about him in the past to really want to. It was easier to just hold people at arm's length.

Though let him feed you another piece of fish.]

Most people thought touching me would make them filthy. Whoresons aren't really well looked upon where I'm from.

[His expression brimmed with sadness.]

[You can't keep dodging the topic with delicious fishy morsels Guangyao!!!

Regardless, Gojyo gladly takes the bite as it is offered. Like a fish to the bait.]

Yeah, well, that saysh more about dem den it dosh about you, yeah?

[He looks away as he finally settles himself comfortably in the water, gulping back the food as he took a moment to consider Guangyao's words. A whore's son, huh? The way Guangyao presented himself, Gojyo would have never been able to tell.

But then again, he had learned to know better than to judge people off of their initial outwards behaviors at this point.]

Hey.

[He lifted his hand out with that. Reaching up to brush his hand lightly against Guangyaos's cheek as he leaned back to look up at the other man. His expression held a somberness to it that he rarely ever carried.]

You should come in and enjoy the bath with me. The water's pretty damn nice. It would be a shame to enjoy it all alone.

Edited 2022-06-15 08:21 (UTC)

In This Crooked Little Town What Is Lost is Never Found

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Cw: incest, prostitution, suicide, rape mention.

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