smithandwesson | The Calm pt. 3: The Sanzo-ing

[Yeah. That's not going to keep him from continuing to look at you Venom.

Truthfully, he's not even aware that he's doing it. All he's thinking is how he has an oddly funny feeling about you. He can't quite place what it is but it makes him feel awkward. Like he had to get close and investigate what was causing this sensation your presence was giving off.

He's far to self aware to do anything so strange as approach you out of the blue though, so he just stares. Continuing to make this entire scene somewhat uncomfortable.]

[And Venom here is wondering what he should do. Should he address the staring? Cave and stare back? Leave Sanzo be and pull himself out of the water? He mulls over all these options but he has yet to move an inch. His gaze remains averted as he pretends he doesn't notice the blonde staring at him.

It takes a few minutes, but Venom finally breaks the uncomfortable silence.]

Is there something on my face?

Yeah. That stupid expression of yours.

[As sassy as ever, Sanzo retorted. Let it be known Venoms confused look was probably due to Sanzos looking at him, thus forming a strange Catch 22 of a staring contest.

None the less it did not stop his gaze. He couldn’t help himself. He wasn’t really sure about why it was but he felt the intrinsic need to reach out and... and what exactly?

This whole thing confused him.]

Stop it.

[Rude. Venom huffs and continues to avert his gaze, not giving Sanzo any more reason to stare at him. Now he gets to stare at that big blue eye in his hair.]

Fine.

[Aaaaand more huffing ensues.]

.................

[Damn it.

This only made things worse.

Now that stupid eyeball thing that his hair had was staring at him.

What was with that thing anyway?

He's trying to ignore it but the more he sits there trying not to look the more he feels himself uncomfortably shifting around.

No.

He just couldn't do it.

There was no way.

He wasn't even thinking as he stood up from the water. Angrily making his way across the grotto, his fists clenched, over only to stare down at Venom who was now sitting directly before him.]

Oy. Move your hair.

[Sanzo is more unpredictable than expected. After that brief glimpse of the monk's body, Venom focuses on how the other decides to sit in front of him. And then comes the request to move his hair.]

Why?

[The question is confused and defiant at the same time.]

[Believe you him Venom, he’s just as confused and unsure as to what he’s doing as you are. Which is why he’s giving a particularly grumpy look as he continues to look directly at you.]

It’s annoying. And it’s staring at me.

How are you not tangled up in that bullshit anyway?

[He lifted his arm, just about to brush it out of the way himself when he stops, catching himself at what he was about to do and pausing.

No. No way. He was totally not about to touch you in any way. That would be dumb.]

What's staring at you? My eye?

[UUUUGH... Venom parts his hair even more so the eye's broken up, and in return it's showing off more of that face. Venom's eyes just happen to be almost the same shade of blue as the one in his hair. Possibly a bit darker.]

I take good care of it, is why. It's not professional to have it all tangled up.

I can’t think of a single thing about that hairdo of yours that qualifies as ‘professional’.

[Huh. What a sight. Venom was a goddamn prettyboy, there was no way Sanzo could deny that. But the whole stupidity of what was going on between them brought up more questions for the monk than anything else.

What was with this strange feeling? And why did it have to be around this guy?]

What job let’s you go running around with your hair in your face like an idiot? I can’t imagine it accomplishing much.

[Piercing violet eyes met striking blue, not looking away as if he were trying to win some sort of competition, even if that competition were more with himself than it was with Venom.]

I don't think anyone would come to work with dirty, tangled hair.

[If Venom is pretty, he wouldn't know, really. Sure, a couple of people complimented his hair and called him gorgeous, but he never believed them. Sanzo's also not the first to call him on having his hair in his face.]

I grew it like this for numerous reasons. One being that it hides my identity.

[Venom's not the only one with piercing eyes. Those violet ones are rather lovely. It's making the former assassin kind of shy, almost to the point of blushing.]

How insensible.

[Really Venom, if you wanted to conceal your identity so badly why not just do what the rest of us do and wear a cloth over your face or something? It's less noticeable and at least then you can take off your fucking disguise sometimes.

Having a disguise permanently attached to you is kind of counter intuitive.

Instead of saying it though he just sort of continues to stare. Hesitating a moment, awkwardly, before continuing.]

What other purpose does it serve?

[Please help distract him from his fleeting impulses before he does something stupid.]

[Because masks and the like clash with his outfits and are too obvious. Better to have this than some dumb disguise that he has to change all the time.]

I have my own personal reasons.

[Such as having an expressive face that he needs to hide if he's to keep emotionless.]

[You are just as bad as Giovanni, you know that? What is it with all of you assholes flashing about your edgy fashion statements all the time?]

Is that so?

[Thank god Sanzo is the king at upholding an emotionless glance, or, more to the point, a constantly perturbed scowl. It’s always there. It rarely changes.

You were one of the few people that made him smile much to his own embarrassment. But he’d just make sure to never bring up that incident ever.

Avoidance is the key to forgetting after all.]

Do you have some sort of weird scar you’re hiding or something?

[Of course none to this is actually distracting his thoughts as, instead he found himself scooting ever so slightly closer. Maybe if he’s close enough he could see if your face is secretly disfigured in some way.]

No, I don't.

[Assassins were meticulous about identifying marks. No visible piercings, tattoos, or scars. Anything that could scar was treated immediately to minimize the appearance.

And sorry, Sanzo. Closer inspection will yield very little. Venom's skin is near flawless, with grey/white eyelashes adorning those blue eyes. The closeness isn't lost on him, either. He's averting his gaze a bit so he won't have to stare directly at the other man. Yet he's not pushing Sanzo away, either. That desire to reach out and touch him is getting stronger.]

There's nothing interesting about my face.

You say that but—

[It was too late. The impulse was too strong and finally Sanzo had found a way to act on it without making it seem too strange and awkward between them.

He reached out, taking Venom by the chin to tilt the others face closer to his, hoping to make direct eye contact.

There was nothing strange about this, definitely. He was just summing Venom up was all. So what if their faces were oddly close to each other?]

Why are you averting your gaze if you’re not hiding something hmn?

[Yep. That was a challenge Venom.]

[Yes he's totally summing up Venom, though the former assassin gasps at the sudden touch.]

I'm not hiding anything.

[His cheeks are getting really warm as he tries not to make eye contact. Whatever's in the air must be clouding his judgment, because he kind of wants to close the distance between them. His lips part like he wants to say something, but nothing comes out.]

You say that and yet you’re still acting fidgety as fuck.

[He’s determined now Venom. Your continuously averted gaze only keeping him further interested.

You had to be hiding something. You just had to be. That was why he was so interested in you. That had to be the reason...right?]

Let me see your eyes.

[If that's what Sanzo really wants. Venom huffs and stops dodging the stares. He looks up and directly into the monk's eyes.

They're bright and almost impossibly blue...]

Are you satisfied?

[He's still not hiding anything.]

[There was nothing special about them. Just blue eyes. Sure they were wide and deep and impossibly clear like the sky on its nicest of days, but other than that they were just eyes.

And yet he couldn't help but pause as he met Venoms gaze, his own violet hues seeming to soften for a brief second. Wondering, if just within that moment, if there was a way it was possible to drown in such a gaze.

And then he blinked. Feeling the blood rush to his face in a mix of both embarrassment and anger before quickly pushing himself away from the other man and falling backwards into the water.

Seems he got so caught up in himself that he ended up tripping backwards due to the sudden surge of his own awkward emotions. Splashing around in slight shock before sitting up and pointing out towards Venom in accusation.]

What the hell is that thing you're doing!? Whatever it is stop it!

[The sudden reaction almost has Venom standing up from his spot. Why is the monk acting so weird? Is it because they sort of want to touch each other and explore their exposed selves?]

What is with you? I'm not doing anything!

[Well other than staring at the other man with those oddly seductive blue eyes, of course. He huffs and crosses his arms.]

You're the one acting strange.

I'm only acting strange because you're definitely doing something!

[He doesn't know what it is or how you're doing it Venom, but something fishy is most certainly happening! And that something is most certainly portraying itself through how bright red his cheeks have turned. With how warm he was feeling, he felt like he was more in a hot spring than in a lagoon as well.

He didn't like it, this strange and foreign urge that he wasn't at all used to. The want to once again step closer to Venom simply making him tensely sit in place where he fell instead of backing up any further.]

Is it magic? Or is it poison?

I'm not doing anything. You have my word on that.

[Sanzo's the one blowing this out of proportion. The water feels nice, and maybe both their inhibitions are lowered because of their secluded environment.]

I don't have the magic knowledge to manipulate minds or emotions. And despite my name, I only know so much about poisons.

[No way. He doesn't believe you. Not at all. Not with how he feels right now. All sensitive and fuzzy and, wow what warm water, it feels kind of nice when it brushes around your body huh? Perhaps if he continued to just float round a bit and let the water caress him?

Ah!

Nope! No no no! Something is definitely wrong!]

Despite what you say something is definitely wrong! I mean, don't you feel it? Like everything's more... soft, then usual?

[Soft wasn't the right word... Delicate? Sensitive?]

You are correct. Everything is a bit softer.

[And the water is feeling very, VERY nice. So he's going to remain in place.]

But I believe I will take my leave here. I don't wish to cause any more discord.

Edited 2018-01-23 17:44 (UTC)

Mphhh....

[Yeah. Regardless he is still going to cautiously stare at you. His body seeming to settle in to the water a little bit more at mention of Venoms parting.]

Yeah. You do that. Maybe a guy can get some peace and quiet and not get himself cursed to high heaven.

[Unless this is all part of your plan too. He's onto you you ass.]

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