TRAVIS TOUCHDOWN HUG GRAND PRIX
[Travis Touchdown is innocently going about his day, doing odd jobs, sitting around his house, walking down the street, randomly in your character's canon, whatever.
Except there's a big obnoxious HUG ME sign on his back and he hasn't noticed.
if your character is tsun, they now feel the uncontrollable desire to hug travis for now reason
WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR GO HUG THE IDIOT]
Except there's a big obnoxious HUG ME sign on his back and he hasn't noticed.
WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR GO HUG THE IDIOT]

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really
really sucks.
her head turns around when she spots him, having never expected such a thing in her time, but— ]
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[ she runs after him, short-heeled shoes making a racket on the pavement. ]
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[Travis stops at turns; it's hard not to hear Yukari's shoes clacking away, really, he probably would've turned even if she hadn't called out to him.]
Oh, hey--what's up? [She's actually running to him? What's this world coming to.]
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coming to a halt in front of him, yukari takes a second to gather breath. ]
... [ grins a little. only a little. barely noticeable. ] Hold still, okay?
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Er. All right, I'm still.
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'Kay. [ she takes one step forward. stops. steps back again and pokes him in the chest. ] And don't make a big deal about this, got it?
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[Travis grins.]
Fine, fine. I'll keep my mouth shut about it, promise.
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[ stepping back to her previous position, yukari clears her throat. ]
You're gonna need to bend down.
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Low enough?
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Travis had been expecting a quick hug and a "shut up Travis, it's nothing"--but this. He never gets this kind of contact, and it's... it's odd, recognizing that. Something does a little flip in his gut when he feels Yukari's arms around him, her head fitting in the crook of his neck like it belongs there.
He exhales, and wraps his arms around her, too, pulling her close. For once, he's not blurting out something stupid. The silence is much more pleasant than anything he could add, anyway.
Travis has nothing to say.]
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I thought that... maybe... [ her voice is muffled a little, seeing as her face is still nestled in the crook of his neck. ] ...you needed this. You're a good person, Travis. Sometimes—I feel like you need someone to remind you.
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Him, a good person. He doesn't know whether to laugh or cry at that; after all, he's spent a good portion of his life, just... screwing it all up, tripping over his feet. He's got too much blood on his hands, even now that he's actually trying to stop fucking up all the time.
He almost asks her "why", or "do you really think so", but he doesn't know if he wants to hear those answers. Maybe he's supposed to figure that much out on his own.
It feels good to hear her say it, though. He buries his face in her hair.]
Thank you.
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and let's face it: yukari's screwed up in her life, too. perhaps not on a scale as large as his, but she's shouldered just as much guilt and hurt in her young life, not the least of which is letting her best friend die almost completely alone. she should've been there; everyone should have. since then, yukari has turned her life around for the better, and she believes that travis can do the same as well. it'll take time and a lot of work, but...
she won't give up on him. ]
Don't mention it. Just don't forget.