icarusalsoflew | 003. and in every raindrop... // open post.

[ Yep, there goes that not-really-biting-at-his-lip-but yeah, you get the picture.

The pitch of his voice has also dropped a notch. ]

That same shy and unassuming Sin-Eater trekked three months from San Diego to Canada. [ Travel was a thing he couldn't indulge, but it was his favorite part of having games out of state. ] I've always wanted to go places, I just... didn't have the chance to.

[ His eyes are still fixed on yours, by the way. ]

Besides. Gotta keep up with my boyfriend somehow, right? He seems to have been everywhere.

[ No shit, Sherlock. ]

Oh, not everywhere. Places keep changing, you know?

[It's not false modesty: it's a fact. Only close-minded folks, practically immortal or otherwise, could be arrogant enough to assume that some things don't change at all, most especially if they happen to be countries and the manifold living spaces within them. Even the relatively untouched expanses of wilderness shifted around.]

There's always something new to check out, and that sort of thing is especially fun to experience when you've got excellent company.

[ That grin on his face is broadening, because for someone who's lived 29 life cycles, you've got a world of curiosity in you -- and he's heard people warn about that curiosity but honestly? It's refreshing and very, very cute. ]

I hope you keep me in mind if you decide to go jet-setting to wherever.

[ Or blood-walking. Which he'll be concerned about, but mostly because he'll always be concerned about you exerting yourself too much or stretching yourself too thin. If you say that you can handle it though -- he's going to practice taking your word for it. ]

That's a given, isn't it? It's kind of impossible to not think about you.

[The lightness in his tone betrays the look in his eyes at this point. He hasn't been this settled about your relationship in a while now. It's... its really nice.]

[ And there's a tug on the corner of his mouth when you say that, and a distinct shift in the light in his eyes precisely because he hasn't felt this... stable in a while. Not where it concerns the two of you.

It's almost like your club run days, few as those were, brief as they had been.

He breaks eye contact after a bit, uses his chopsticks to dip one of the rolls ordered into the sauce. ]

I seem to remember promising you dinner... and then a movie.

[ Popping that roll in his mouth now, just as he looks back up at you. ]

That you did.

[And letting his own chopsticks do a little pirouette in the air, as if he were a conductor or maybe a teacher with a baton.]

I must commend you for your excellent memory, Mister LaRue.

[ Yeah, he can totally believe that you are actually twenty-one.

He's going to take a moment to enjoy another roll at that, because he doesn't want to sound like an overeager teenager in your company. Once he's done going through that roll though: ]

Kaz revoked everyone else's access at the Tower for the night.

[ Is that his tension tell? The one where his lips press briefly together as he occupies himself with getting a portion of one of the dishes on the table? Is that the faintest shy slant to his shoulders like he isn't sure how you'll feel about that little tidbit of information? ]

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[And here's his tell of interest: the way his chopsticks hover just over a plate of rolls, and how he pauses, just so, in mid-chew.

Okay, finishing what he was chewing on now like a good boy. Then looking at you with that sort of smile, the one that's all sorts of understanding, excited, and pleased.]

Did he now?

[You have just told him the best thing he's heard the entire night. It's right up there with this dinner.]

[ And his gaze may have held yours for a little bit, but it's definitely averted now. Is he backpedaling some? Maybe. But it's not because he doesn't want to be with you. Quite the opposite. ]

I might have... told him that I was taking you out tonight.

[ A pause. ]

And that I wanted to show you that projector that I got.

Have I ever told you how much I love how thorough you can be?

[And there is absolutely, positively no need for you to be shy, or to dial back, or whatever.]

[ His mind's stuttering to a stop for a moment there-- ]

N... no. [ Not that he can recall. ] Not really.

Then I guess I should say it.

[Leaning forward, just so.]

I love how thorough you can be.

[ And he's going to stare at you for a moment like his mind's gone on full stop--

--before he's looking away with the faintest hint of a flush on the tips of his ears. ]

I just like to cover all the bases that I can. [ It's not football lingo, but close enough? He's also going for his lighter, thinking the better of it and then turning back your way with a smile. ]

[He kind of really likes it when he actually manages to trip you up like that.

Anyway.]

Well, given how we have a history of being interrupted...

[He's learned from that too. Mitsuru is with Satsuki.]

[ Sliding you a look at that.

His voice is also going low: ] I really don't want us to be interrupted tonight.

[ He really would like it if you both weren't. ]

[He's a couple of steps away from leaning in and kissing you, yep.]

Then it's wonderful how thorough I am too. You plan well, I plan well. It all works out.

[ He honestly wouldn't mind? Watching you eat has been kind of distracting. ]

Then I guess I've got a movie date with you then.

[ It really means a lot to him, by the way, that you're sharing his hobby with him. ]

The first of many?

[Because he is completely fine with it.

Completely.]

[ And the look in this one's eyes is going soft. ]

Yeah. [ The faintest tug of a smile on those lips. ] Definitely.

[ And then... a casual shrug. ] It doesn't even... always have to be a movie. [ Just putting that out there. ]

I figured. Of course, it might be good to figure out the other things we can do.

[Because, come to think of it, he's familiar with a lot of thing about Josh, but not... date things. Like the kinds of things his boy was interested in doing if they had no pressing matters to attend to. Suddenly, these things mattered.]

[ And he's leaning over at that and offering his upturned palm to you. ]

Well, we were talking about traveling. That's an idea.

[ He thinks on it a moment. ] I'm a pretty simple guy, Hikaru. And I'm game for whatever you might want to do.

[Taking that hand --

-- and pulling in to lean over the table, so that he can whisper right in your ear.]

Even if our occasional "dates" end up being getaways where you and I fuck seven ways to Sunday?

[And when he withdraws just so that you can see the look on his face, you're going to see that goddamned crooked smile that probably always gets you.]

[ And as you're saying that, you're going to feel the way his fingers loosen just by a fraction, because in so many words you've actually just... given him a lot to think about. Or rather, imagine.

That smile is going to be met with this one's unblinking gaze, Hikaru, and the way he's pressing his lips together because his mouth has just gone dry. ]

You know, [ that's spoken low, just as his gaze slides to where he's rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand. ] If we finish up here, we can head back to the Tower and catch that movie.

[ Will you actually even finish it? He isn't sure. He'd like to get in at least one of the parts of Dreams and then, well. ]

[Tilting his head at, and still wearing that impossibly, infuriatingly, irresistibly charming smile.]

Just one movie?

[And are they even going to get to start it?]

[ You're awful.

But he loves you anyway. He loves you because of it.

( That's probably not a good thing? But who the hell cares? This one doesn't. ) ]

Keep smiling like that and I won't be able to stick to my promise.

[ He would like to at least start it. ]

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...i apologize for my muse.

LMFAO

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