For me - people in close relationships, like friendship or romance or more - the closest I could get to seeing or imagining it was through games or shows or manga. And even then, it felt too much like a fantasy.
[That kind of thing could never happen with him - or so he thought.]
We did talk a lot right from the start, didn't we?
[Though much of it was just Yoshi chattering away without a care in the world, real or virtual, as he is wont to do. The main difference is that Akira wasn't immediately turned off from it like most others.]
[ the main difference is deto would sit there and listen and like every sound that came out of that mouth. the main difference is deto has eyes and a one-track mind, growing up tactless but never cruel ]
A lot, a lot. We just never stopped.
[ he does know, in the back of his mind, that he was just lucky to unluckily get trapped in a game with yoshi. and kids - kids are dumb. deto’s still dumb, but aware enough to know with some certainty that it was only a matter of time before someone really saw yoshi. the same surety he feels with his sister: she was meant to be loved; yoshi would have been loved by someone too ]
he briefly sets their bags down to doublecheck his phone (rather than letting go of yoshi’s hand). this is it ]
Guess so. Looks more like something from a set than an actual business. Here goes nothing.
[ yoshi led them here, so it’s deto’s turn to lead them inside - where, despite the gaudiness, there is a perfectly normal receptionist at the front desk. there’s no change in her expression as she greets them, no difference in her inflection when she confirms their room of choice and gives directions to its location ]
I was almost expecting them to be in costume. Meeting an astronaut would be cool.
Like they’re desensitized? I guess. I wonder if they pay well…
[ glad they don’t encounter anyone else on their way to the elevator as he ponders that, and once the doors slide shut, he immediately leans against yoshi ]
[ if he sways a little into yoshi, he can’t really be blamed after an answer like that. and honestly the warmth of their shoulders brushing gives him a boost of patience. just - a little longer ]
We’ll do it when we go to - to Paris or something. For our honeymoon or anniversary or - whatever. Everyone kisses there, right?
[Perfectly reasonable, especially when Yoshi seems just as interested in closing what gap remains between them.]
I, um- I guess they do?
[He does not actually know enough about France to say either way. But he's so distracted by Akira, there's a noticeable startle when the elevator dings, announcing their arrival on their floor.]
[ the sound makes something in his stomach jump. not - nerves. not really. excitement? the pre-game buzz of getting to rediscover intimacy together. he thinks if he lets it, the feeling will vibrate out of him eventually. he thinks he could do something cheesy like float
so he tugs yoshi out of the elevator and down the hall before he goes full shoujo because that’s too much, even for him ]
Is it weird that I know what you like, but we’ve never - we haven’t ever done this in person?
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For me - people in close relationships, like friendship or romance or more - the closest I could get to seeing or imagining it was through games or shows or manga. And even then, it felt too much like a fantasy.
[That kind of thing could never happen with him - or so he thought.]
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When you put it like that, it does sound wild - but meeting you felt… ah, like we could talk forever.
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[Though much of it was just Yoshi chattering away without a care in the world, real or virtual, as he is wont to do. The main difference is that Akira wasn't immediately turned off from it like most others.]
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A lot, a lot. We just never stopped.
[ he does know, in the back of his mind, that he was just lucky to unluckily get trapped in a game with yoshi. and kids - kids are dumb. deto’s still dumb, but aware enough to know with some certainty that it was only a matter of time before someone really saw yoshi. the same surety he feels with his sister: she was meant to be loved; yoshi would have been loved by someone too ]
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[It's easy to imagine them talking about just about anything and everything far into the future.
Though, rather than their chatter that needs to stop, it's their feet - because he pauses in front of a rather ostentatious-looking building.]
...I think this is it, right?
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he briefly sets their bags down to doublecheck his phone (rather than letting go of yoshi’s hand). this is it ]
Guess so. Looks more like something from a set than an actual business. Here goes nothing.
[ yoshi led them here, so it’s deto’s turn to lead them inside - where, despite the gaudiness, there is a perfectly normal receptionist at the front desk. there’s no change in her expression as she greets them, no difference in her inflection when she confirms their room of choice and gives directions to its location ]
I was almost expecting them to be in costume. Meeting an astronaut would be cool.
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It would probably be hard for them to work like that...
[Kind of. Preemptively glancing in the direction of their room.]
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But easier to hide their expressions. Or if they feel weird about working here and don’t really want people to know.
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[To the elevators!]
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[ glad they don’t encounter anyone else on their way to the elevator as he ponders that, and once the doors slide shut, he immediately leans against yoshi ]
You’re really cute today. Did I already say that?
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The questioning turns back to a mix of embarrassment and excitement as he leans back.]
I think so? [Akira says it a lot, so he feels like he must have???]
I'm not even dressed up yet, either.
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Heh, sure, you look cute, too. [ but he wasn’t talking about clothes ] But you’re just - really cute. Dangerously cute.
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That... That is pretty dangerous...
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[ even as he’s hitting the button for their floor with his elbow ]
… Would you let me?
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We really shouldn't.
...
But... p-probably...
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[ if he sways a little into yoshi, he can’t really be blamed after an answer like that. and honestly the warmth of their shoulders brushing gives him a boost of patience. just - a little longer ]
We’ll do it when we go to - to Paris or something. For our honeymoon or anniversary or - whatever. Everyone kisses there, right?
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I, um- I guess they do?
[He does not actually know enough about France to say either way. But he's so distracted by Akira, there's a noticeable startle when the elevator dings, announcing their arrival on their floor.]
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so he tugs yoshi out of the elevator and down the hall before he goes full shoujo because that’s too much, even for him ]
Is it weird that I know what you like, but we’ve never - we haven’t ever done this in person?
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It's... a little weird, I guess. Especially how uh, accurate. It was. About me.
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[They'll have to decide soon, the door's right there.]
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