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

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. ]

Would you rather that I pout at you and make eyes, and the works?

[Yep.

He's horrible.]

[ You're impossible, that's what you are. ]

I'd rather that we make it back to the Tower so that we can actually still come back to this restaurant at a later date.

[ That's the tips of two fingers now, tracing a slow line across the center of your palm. ]

I am wounded by the mere implication that I might choose to be indecent with you in such a public place.

[And while he puts on a great show of looking offended, the mirth in his eyes ought to tell you that he is not wounded in the slightest, and he would totally be fine with being "indecent" with you in a public place.]

[ Yep. Definitely impossible.

Okay, he'll bite. ]

So I guess I'll go order another round of sashimi.

[ Slipping his hand from yours and hiding a smile as he peers at that menu again. ]

You want anything?

I think I'm good, actually. I'm itching for a cigarette anyway.

[And he knows, for a fact, that you watch him whenever he smokes. He's perfectly fine with you doing that, especially since the both of you have established a big possible way that tonight's going to end for the both of you.]

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...i apologize for my muse.

LMFAO

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