A lot of people told me it was gaudy, but everything was so cute... [ including this upside down couch? ] Well! That it's upside down is pretty impressive too, but it should be an easy fix.
[ ryuu kneels to get a look, only pausing to pop his head up curiously before he gets to work. ]
I put it together myself, but the finished product was just too bulky and heavy for me to turn over.
[Wataru stands so close to the other side of the couch, face down near Ryuu's, making it impossible for him to turn the thing over yet. His gold eyes glint.]
Yes? Why, who wouldn't want to? You're a kind, charming man.
[ of course, his work has the pause button hit on it as soon as gold hits gold - he's so sure that rich color is different from the starry hue he remembers, even if it was dark. it's enough to draw his silent consideration out much longer than he intends.
and enough to make him forget how embarrassing eye contact like this is. ]
[ ah. his flush at the contact is near instant, a heated rosy color flooding onto his cheeks. ryuu blinks as if he's suddenly aware his soul is still in his body (for now) and then flicks his gaze aside, leagues more shy about this endeavor now that he's the focus instead of the couch.
he's sure he was in a drama like this once... but this is real life?! ]
That must mean you're as dangerous as they come...
[Wataru's enhanced speed seems to kick in, but he's graceful about the way he dances over to the other side of the upended couch and deposits himself side-saddle right atop Ryuu's lap.]
I can tell your true colors are faded, soft and gentle. Pastels and denim blues. The color of a beloved teddy bear you hold close in your arms at night. So if I told you I was very lonely, that would tug at your heartstrings, wouldn't it?
Um, [ a gulp of a laugh, winded. ] it's pretty much the opposite of that, actually - !
[ that it happens so fast as to border on impossible is at the very back of ryuu's mind when he finds his taller frame pushed down into a seat by the presence of elegant legs thrown over his lap. that requires much more immediate attention, harried as it is. though sturdy in body, ryuu's hands have flown straight into hover mode, poised just about anywhere he can keep them innocently.
however, if ryuu were to focus on listening... something in his chest seems to settle, upright and sterling, and he glances to wataru's face even when with his head lowered, searching for the truth in the performance.
[There's the saddest expression on his face... Wataru's eyes flash violet for a moment, then he blinks, and they're gold again. A smile creeps back onto his features.]
Is it true? I wonder... Two of my favorite people are here, yet I'm living by myself, with an upended couch, no bed, no movies even to watch, in a strange place.
[He twirls a bit of Ryuu's hair around a finger idly, looking him over.]
It's just that lately... I don't want to be alone at all. That's embarrassing to admit, I know! Something about the moons, maybe? What do you think? Is it all in my head? Should I just get over myself?
[ though the weight of a whole other person in his lap is distracting, ryuu's no fairweather listener - it's as if just talking is all wataru actually needed to do to have him in the palm of his hand.
not that the fingers in his hair aren't giving him the flutters, but you know. ]
If you'd just said that from the start, I would have understood sooner!
[ especially for ryuu, who prefers to get to the heart of the matter. on the outside, they're all simple enough things to remedy, when getting used to someplace new. but it's not as if they chose it. ryuu releases a huge sigh in an attempt to find his runaway wits. his arms relax, one settling behind wataru to balance at the curve of his back. ]
It's not embarrassing. It'd be rough on anyone, getting separated from our homes so suddenly.
[ though he gets it now, eyes sliding up to meet wataru's. ]
Oya? [He's genuinely shocked.] I do still want you to turn the couch over, though. And then... maybe we can make good use of it? [He bats his eyelashes, eyes flashing from violet to gold again.]
I know I should be grateful for the people that are here with me, but... [How does he even explain this?] ...I don't think they want to hear about me being lonely. And I certainly don't want to bother them when things are rough on everyone! I'm a mere jester, you know! They have better things to do than to concern themselves with my getting settled in...
[ with a deep hum moving in his chest, ryuu really genuinely tries to settle himself... but the mention of using the couch just has his heart ticking upwards still at lightning speed. this is really impossible. nose scrunching, he carefully presses his thumb and forefinger to the bridge of it. ]
You're trying not to inconvenience the people around you, right? That's really admirable! And kind of you.
[ okay, he's gathering up the courage to move wataru off his lap so he can stand. ]
I'm not really sure I understand what you mean by jester, but if they're your favorite people, you ought to try telling them too sometime. I'd want to know, if I was in their position.
[This guy... Wataru wants to lean back into his hold, but instead he just kind of... slides off his lap. Like he's faintly deflating. Knowing his fellows don't have the same experiences he does has made the whole situation complicated, and he doesn't dare tell either of them he's lonely for fear of losing face.
They probably know, but whatever.
So he moves to get to his feet, then.]
You're very kind... Maybe since you know, you can do something about it?
[ it's not that ryuu meant to puncture the mood so thoroughly... but his tendency to worry about what's going unsaid gets the better of him. for him... even when he's been terrified, it's always been better to tell the truth and get the weight off his heart, right? maybe not everyone has that luxury, though -
free to stand, ryuu doesn't turn from him right away, flashing a reassuring smile even when his chest feels so light with his own pulse. ]
I have to get the couch facing the right way first, right?
[Wataru reaches out again--he can't help it, even if he's the one who's supposed to be magnetic right now. His fingers trace along Ryuu's cheek, and he smiles.]
I've interrupted your very important task, and for that I am truly sorry.
[ lucky he's gotten a little more adjusted to everyone here being so touchy. it just makes him duck his head, unable to keep the sheepish expression out of his eyes completely.
but he's committed now. ]
You're fine, Wataru-kun. Spot me so it doesn't fall, okay? I don't want all your hard work to go to waste.
[ with that, ryuu kneels to get the thing lifted. ]
That should be okay... let's slide it that way and set it down.
[ less surface area to drag across the floor when it's upended like this! with a little maneuvering, it doesn't take long to get into place, and ryuu rounds its side to tip it carefully back down, measuring as he goes. ]
[Wataru eagerly follows, helping what little he can. He's flexible, not remarkably strong when it comes to moving couches. But he's doing his best.
With an elegant twirl he moves to the center of the room and looks at the placement. From there, if Ryuu looks around, he'll note that the living furnishings are pretty sparse, just the couch and a bookcase and a small side table and a lamp, no bed. He just... really liked this couch, and it's just him, so he's golden! He look truly delighted.]
Ahh, slowly it's all coming together. It looks perfect. Thank you, Dragon-san!
[ it'd be remiss of him to comment on the otherwise emptiness. not everyone is like him, who tries to make a home around whatever space he happens to occupy. it lends a permanence to a situation not everyone likes, he knows. trailing his palm against the back of the couch, he rounds it with a smile, plopping down into a seat on the upright cushions with a low laugh. ]
[Wataru, eyes flashing gold, slides into the space beside Ryuu, pulling the larger man's arm around his shoulders and leaning in rather like a cat. He'll just snuggle right up!]
[ that really took no time at all. ryuu doesn't stop to think about it this time, body like a harbor for wataru to break his restlessness on. his arm drapes, hand close to a swath of his hair, enough to get his fingers just so through the strands - light and idle. ]
You're right, it does.
[ reticence peeled away by the moon's influence, the pheromones and the way ryuu doesn't like to let anyone be lonely, it leaves him pliant to affection. ]
[Ahh, it feels good to be touched, even so very gently like this. Wataru feels warmth emanating from where they contact each other, and he smiles up at Ryuu like an angel. His cheeks don't even go pink when he responds.]
No... I'll admit to having a motive, dear Dragon-san! I've lured you into my cozy little home, and you've taken up your place beside me... Now, what's left? For you to call me starlight again? Kind words from a kind heart? Perhaps... a kiss...?
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Oh, hello. You made it! Come in, come in... I still don't know if I put these together right.
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You went to the crab shop too! [ a laugh. what a cute place. ] Okay, okay, let's take a look.
[ guide his muscles, wataru-kun. ]
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Fufufu, indeed I did! I made quick use of my chroma! I have this couch, you see, but it's upside down.
[He points to a frame with red cushions attached.]
And I thought we could spend some time with it once it's upright.
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[ ryuu kneels to get a look, only pausing to pop his head up curiously before he gets to work. ]
You want to spend time with me?
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[Wataru stands so close to the other side of the couch, face down near Ryuu's, making it impossible for him to turn the thing over yet. His gold eyes glint.]
Yes? Why, who wouldn't want to? You're a kind, charming man.
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[ of course, his work has the pause button hit on it as soon as gold hits gold - he's so sure that rich color is different from the starry hue he remembers, even if it was dark. it's enough to draw his silent consideration out much longer than he intends.
and enough to make him forget how embarrassing eye contact like this is. ]
I'm glad you thought to call on me at all...
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Oya? Too much? No, it's not enough!
[Reaching out, he runs a hand over Ryuu's hair, then down one cheek. There's a pause, and he winks.]
How could I forget you? As I said, kind and charming! It's a killer combination~
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he's sure he was in a drama like this once... but this is real life?! ]
A-Aren't killers dangerous...?
[ nailed it. ]
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[Wataru's enhanced speed seems to kick in, but he's graceful about the way he dances over to the other side of the upended couch and deposits himself side-saddle right atop Ryuu's lap.]
I can tell your true colors are faded, soft and gentle. Pastels and denim blues. The color of a beloved teddy bear you hold close in your arms at night. So if I told you I was very lonely, that would tug at your heartstrings, wouldn't it?
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[ that it happens so fast as to border on impossible is at the very back of ryuu's mind when he finds his taller frame pushed down into a seat by the presence of elegant legs thrown over his lap. that requires much more immediate attention, harried as it is. though sturdy in body, ryuu's hands have flown straight into hover mode, poised just about anywhere he can keep them innocently.
however, if ryuu were to focus on listening... something in his chest seems to settle, upright and sterling, and he glances to wataru's face even when with his head lowered, searching for the truth in the performance.
he's been fooled before, but. ]
...is that true?
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Is it true? I wonder... Two of my favorite people are here, yet I'm living by myself, with an upended couch, no bed, no movies even to watch, in a strange place.
[He twirls a bit of Ryuu's hair around a finger idly, looking him over.]
It's just that lately... I don't want to be alone at all. That's embarrassing to admit, I know! Something about the moons, maybe? What do you think? Is it all in my head? Should I just get over myself?
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not that the fingers in his hair aren't giving him the flutters, but you know. ]
If you'd just said that from the start, I would have understood sooner!
[ especially for ryuu, who prefers to get to the heart of the matter. on the outside, they're all simple enough things to remedy, when getting used to someplace new. but it's not as if they chose it. ryuu releases a huge sigh in an attempt to find his runaway wits. his arms relax, one settling behind wataru to balance at the curve of his back. ]
It's not embarrassing. It'd be rough on anyone, getting separated from our homes so suddenly.
[ though he gets it now, eyes sliding up to meet wataru's. ]
Moons or no...
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I know I should be grateful for the people that are here with me, but... [How does he even explain this?] ...I don't think they want to hear about me being lonely. And I certainly don't want to bother them when things are rough on everyone! I'm a mere jester, you know! They have better things to do than to concern themselves with my getting settled in...
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You're trying not to inconvenience the people around you, right? That's really admirable! And kind of you.
[ okay, he's gathering up the courage to move wataru off his lap so he can stand. ]
I'm not really sure I understand what you mean by jester, but if they're your favorite people, you ought to try telling them too sometime. I'd want to know, if I was in their position.
[ a pause. ]
I mean, I know now, but that's different...
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They probably know, but whatever.
So he moves to get to his feet, then.]
You're very kind... Maybe since you know, you can do something about it?
[He tries to salvage the mood with a wink.]
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free to stand, ryuu doesn't turn from him right away, flashing a reassuring smile even when his chest feels so light with his own pulse. ]
I have to get the couch facing the right way first, right?
[ he'll stay. ]
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I've interrupted your very important task, and for that I am truly sorry.
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but he's committed now. ]
You're fine, Wataru-kun. Spot me so it doesn't fall, okay? I don't want all your hard work to go to waste.
[ with that, ryuu kneels to get the thing lifted. ]
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Dutifully, he slides to the side, then to the back, ready to help him tip it up properly.]
You'll do wonderfully!
[And up the couch goes. Fortunately, Wataru put it together correctly, and it does not in fact fall apart when they get it righted.]
Can we put it to the left of the door?
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[ less surface area to drag across the floor when it's upended like this! with a little maneuvering, it doesn't take long to get into place, and ryuu rounds its side to tip it carefully back down, measuring as he goes. ]
Does that look right?
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With an elegant twirl he moves to the center of the room and looks at the placement. From there, if Ryuu looks around, he'll note that the living furnishings are pretty sparse, just the couch and a bookcase and a small side table and a lamp, no bed. He just... really liked this couch, and it's just him, so he's golden! He look truly delighted.]
Ahh, slowly it's all coming together. It looks perfect. Thank you, Dragon-san!
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[ it'd be remiss of him to comment on the otherwise emptiness. not everyone is like him, who tries to make a home around whatever space he happens to occupy. it lends a permanence to a situation not everyone likes, he knows. trailing his palm against the back of the couch, he rounds it with a smile, plopping down into a seat on the upright cushions with a low laugh. ]
It feels better this way too.
[ a tip of his head to the space next to him. ]
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This feels better still!
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You're right, it does.
[ reticence peeled away by the moon's influence, the pheromones and the way ryuu doesn't like to let anyone be lonely, it leaves him pliant to affection. ]
That wasn't your only idea, was it?
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No... I'll admit to having a motive, dear Dragon-san! I've lured you into my cozy little home, and you've taken up your place beside me... Now, what's left? For you to call me starlight again? Kind words from a kind heart? Perhaps... a kiss...?
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