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unrelenting_rhapsody) wrote2021-11-04 12:56 am
unrelenting_rhapsody) wrote2021-11-04 12:56 am
We could trade therapy for tutoring?
Who: Gokudera, Yamamoto
When: A month or so after meeting Yama in therapy group.
What: Dera gets bored with therapy honestly.
It was fucking weird how having someone actually interesting in these little circle sessions made him less inclined to put up with the various bullshit stories. It was harder to just zone out in his own head when he was keeping track of Yamamoto in the next chair. A fact that probably made their therapist laugh, privately, since he'd do something drastic if he caught her doing that.
Weird, and headachey honestly, since the various problems had some obvious solutions to him so why didn't anyone just FIX THEIR SHIT?!
Oh, right, legality.
Feh.
Well, what could he do legally to start off with? Right, the girls. Easy as shit honestly, he just padded after them one day, the pair oblivious as they bickered and tried, again, NOT to act on the obvious.
Right.
Pushing them into the old costume room for the acting classes and locking the door? Easy as shit. There was a bottle of champagne in there and more than enough snacks for a night. He'd let them out in the morning. If they hadn't figured out they liked each OTHER and were stuck in a fun spiral of jealousy after that, well, he didn't know what else to do.
Oh right, he'd set up a cell scrambler too. Couldn't have them calling a locksmith or anything. Not that he thought they would be that proactive unless they got really worked up but best to cover the bases. The hardest part honestly had been dodging their well meaning therapist AND Yama after that session. Breaking back in on a Saturday to let the girls out, well, that was cake.
Kind of satisfying when the pair started taking the time in therapy to talk to each other quietly and talk to the teacher about how to ensure safe places for being what they were when home wasn't that. Score one for clearing up headaches! Granted, taking his favorite session fantasy off the board really fucking annoyed the prick, the spoiled brat was obnoxious at the best of times, but when bored and unhappy? He was a bully.
In sneaky ways, naturally, as the school had a zero tolerance policy on paper. In practice, well, kids were good at dodging rules when they wanted to be. What better targets than the other kids in the therapy group he was still stuck in? When framing the girls failed because surprise, A & B were communicating now!, well, he started in on the other three. Dera just stared at him in amusement every time, he wasn't sure what Yama did since the bullying only happened when people were alone but hey, his new friend was no worse for wear that he could tell. Their goth though? Well that was a vulnerable point.
That kid really needed help and the best way Dera knew to fix that was, well, to remove whoever the fuck was abusing the kid. Nowhere near legal honestly but people who broke kids shouldn't be treated with a slap on the wrist right? He figured taking out the bogeyman would let the kid break down properly and get some proper time in a recovery center, safe from real life stuff for a while.
Shaking Yama for shadowing another member was hard though. Kid was stubborn as hell when he wanted to be, and apparently Yamamoto's parents had agreed that he was allowed to spend tyime away from home as long as he was in Dera's company.
Fuck.
Shamal was a bit of live and let live sort, he checked in with the man daily, and so on, but if he was out late, well, he had leeway. Yama not so much. Picking up the goth's trail after hours though was a problem so he finally had to growl and turn to face the boy in a sling after another few attempts, "stop it! Just fucking stop!"
Given Yama had been getting ready to sling an arm over Dera's shoulders, well, that made him blink and turn the motion into a sheepish grin and scratching of his nose? "Eh?"
"I have shit to do Yama, for my sanity and shit okay?" He knew that wouldn't be enough, a month plus in the boy's company increasingly more often had taught him that.
"Gokudera's?" the boy smiled.
Fuck. "Yeah. Can't always take the shit in session okay? Things need to change."
"Two are better than one!"
Fuuuuck. How to explain 'no seriously this is probably stalking and maybe at least aggravated assault after that'? At least. He was toying with the idea that the abuser may need to be removed entirely and THAT was not a casual conversation.
Or something you told maybe your kinda first friend EVER. "You don't want in on this shit."
He wished he could say he hadn't expected Yama to ease out of the shadows later that night, baseball bat on his shoulder, bad arm in it's sling again so he didn't forget and use it, grin on his face AT DERA'S STAKEOUT.
Wished he hadn't expected it.
Sadly he kinda did.
"Fuck," he muttered, stubbing a cigarette out. "Guess we're fucking doing this then." They'd deal with the bully later once more of the session had been cycled out to healthier environments.
Yeah.
"We should turn the circle into fucking tutoring and shit. You need to catch up." Obviously, if he wanted to do the running around with Dera thing. He had standards.
When: A month or so after meeting Yama in therapy group.
What: Dera gets bored with therapy honestly.
It was fucking weird how having someone actually interesting in these little circle sessions made him less inclined to put up with the various bullshit stories. It was harder to just zone out in his own head when he was keeping track of Yamamoto in the next chair. A fact that probably made their therapist laugh, privately, since he'd do something drastic if he caught her doing that.
Weird, and headachey honestly, since the various problems had some obvious solutions to him so why didn't anyone just FIX THEIR SHIT?!
Oh, right, legality.
Feh.
Well, what could he do legally to start off with? Right, the girls. Easy as shit honestly, he just padded after them one day, the pair oblivious as they bickered and tried, again, NOT to act on the obvious.
Right.
Pushing them into the old costume room for the acting classes and locking the door? Easy as shit. There was a bottle of champagne in there and more than enough snacks for a night. He'd let them out in the morning. If they hadn't figured out they liked each OTHER and were stuck in a fun spiral of jealousy after that, well, he didn't know what else to do.
Oh right, he'd set up a cell scrambler too. Couldn't have them calling a locksmith or anything. Not that he thought they would be that proactive unless they got really worked up but best to cover the bases. The hardest part honestly had been dodging their well meaning therapist AND Yama after that session. Breaking back in on a Saturday to let the girls out, well, that was cake.
Kind of satisfying when the pair started taking the time in therapy to talk to each other quietly and talk to the teacher about how to ensure safe places for being what they were when home wasn't that. Score one for clearing up headaches! Granted, taking his favorite session fantasy off the board really fucking annoyed the prick, the spoiled brat was obnoxious at the best of times, but when bored and unhappy? He was a bully.
In sneaky ways, naturally, as the school had a zero tolerance policy on paper. In practice, well, kids were good at dodging rules when they wanted to be. What better targets than the other kids in the therapy group he was still stuck in? When framing the girls failed because surprise, A & B were communicating now!, well, he started in on the other three. Dera just stared at him in amusement every time, he wasn't sure what Yama did since the bullying only happened when people were alone but hey, his new friend was no worse for wear that he could tell. Their goth though? Well that was a vulnerable point.
That kid really needed help and the best way Dera knew to fix that was, well, to remove whoever the fuck was abusing the kid. Nowhere near legal honestly but people who broke kids shouldn't be treated with a slap on the wrist right? He figured taking out the bogeyman would let the kid break down properly and get some proper time in a recovery center, safe from real life stuff for a while.
Shaking Yama for shadowing another member was hard though. Kid was stubborn as hell when he wanted to be, and apparently Yamamoto's parents had agreed that he was allowed to spend tyime away from home as long as he was in Dera's company.
Fuck.
Shamal was a bit of live and let live sort, he checked in with the man daily, and so on, but if he was out late, well, he had leeway. Yama not so much. Picking up the goth's trail after hours though was a problem so he finally had to growl and turn to face the boy in a sling after another few attempts, "stop it! Just fucking stop!"
Given Yama had been getting ready to sling an arm over Dera's shoulders, well, that made him blink and turn the motion into a sheepish grin and scratching of his nose? "Eh?"
"I have shit to do Yama, for my sanity and shit okay?" He knew that wouldn't be enough, a month plus in the boy's company increasingly more often had taught him that.
"Gokudera's?" the boy smiled.
Fuck. "Yeah. Can't always take the shit in session okay? Things need to change."
"Two are better than one!"
Fuuuuck. How to explain 'no seriously this is probably stalking and maybe at least aggravated assault after that'? At least. He was toying with the idea that the abuser may need to be removed entirely and THAT was not a casual conversation.
Or something you told maybe your kinda first friend EVER. "You don't want in on this shit."
He wished he could say he hadn't expected Yama to ease out of the shadows later that night, baseball bat on his shoulder, bad arm in it's sling again so he didn't forget and use it, grin on his face AT DERA'S STAKEOUT.
Wished he hadn't expected it.
Sadly he kinda did.
"Fuck," he muttered, stubbing a cigarette out. "Guess we're fucking doing this then." They'd deal with the bully later once more of the session had been cycled out to healthier environments.
Yeah.
"We should turn the circle into fucking tutoring and shit. You need to catch up." Obviously, if he wanted to do the running around with Dera thing. He had standards.