SLUTTY GENDICE POST FOR SLUTTY GENDICES

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[chronicgambler]

[Dice looks thoughtful, almost uncomfortable, for just a moment. Then he shrugs.]

Well, I mean... You've seen me holding back for a while, right? Putting on a front, that kind of thing. I'm not that tame. I just gotta act like it when I'm in uniform or I'll get in more trouble than it's worth.

[He grins, and maybe he doesn't quite mean it this way but he sure says it:]

You've got me out of my uniform, so get ready.

[omikuji]

[ Dice.... wording......

He's feeling a little warm. He hopes Dice doesn't notice, because he'd probably die of embarrassment. He covers his mouth with his hand and lets out a gasp. ]

Ready? How ominous. I'm absolutely trembling with fear!

[chronicgambler]

[Dice does a bit of a double take.]

Oh, come on... I'm not that scary. Actually, don't you think I'm scarier in work mode? In the uniform, right?

[Here, in casual clothes, with his hair mostly unstyled, and a grin on and off, he's anything but intimidating.]

...

[Hmmm...]

Actually, do I look better that way? Or in a tuxedo? Suit? I don't know. My mom hates me dressing casually, but that just makes me want to do it more often.

[omikuji]

Well, I was only joking.

[ He can't tell Dice that he looks good in anything he wears. Gentaro pauses for a moment. ]

You seem most comfortable dressing casually. It suits you.

[chronicgambler]

And... my hair? Is it better back, or down?

[He musses his swept-back bangs into his face, then sweeps them a bit to the side.]

[omikuji]

[ This is a unique sort of hell. Gentaro clears his throat and looks away, because his face is burning. ]

Down.

[chronicgambler]

[Dice is so busy internally celebrating that Gentaro approves of his appearance that he doesn't even notice how red Gentaro's face has become. His own is burning a bit beneath those messy bangs.]

...Can I tell you something?

[He looks out of his window for a moment, then looks back to Gentaro, leaning toward him slightly.]

I don't think I'll ever get another chance to say it.

[omikuji]

[ He doesn't realize he's holding his breath until Dice is finished talking. Turning toward him, he nods. ]

... You can.

[chronicgambler]

[Dice reaches over and almost touches his fingertips to Gentaro's cheek before thinking better of it.]

Look, I might've been kind of... understating my intentions. I'm not the first guy to admit when I'm doing something stupid, but I don't mind being stupid right now. I really, really, really want to impress you. And... make you like me. Like... "like" like.

[omikuji]

[ Ah.

Gentaro's eyes widen. He doesn't know what to think at first. No one's ever told him anything like this -- unsurprising, considering how he keeps to himself. ]

I--

[ He takes a deep breath and looks down at his hands in his lap. There's that urge again, to touch him, but he holds back.

Finally, he lifts his gaze to Dice's. ]

... You're off to a very good start.

[chronicgambler]

[Well, that's better than Dice expected. He leans back into his seat and claps his hands together in a little moment of acknowledging victory, then runs fingers through his hair with a laugh.]

Okay. So, maybe I've got an idea. We can go shopping later. I can... Maybe I can take you out first? Coffee, tea, food, whatever you want. I mean, unless you really want that outfit right this minute. I just think while the vibes are good, we can... You know. Go talk like normal people or something.

[omikuji]

[ It's not fair that he's so beautiful when he's relaxed like this. The way he responds is unfairly charming, too. Gentaro laughs, a little breathlessly, before he reaches out. A moment of hesitation passes before he tucks a bit of hair behind his ear. ]

I agree. Shopping can wait. [ ... ] There's a cafe I frequent. We could go there.

[chronicgambler]

[Did he just get touched...? His whole body feels warm, and he shivers faintly.]

Okay. Perfect. I don't mind you showing me off a little bit, after all! Point the way. I can drive us there.

[omikuji]

[ Cute. Gentaro pulls his hand away with a hum. ]

You're very confident.

[ But he says it fondly. Smiling slightly, he directs him to the cafe. It's difficult to look away from Dice, but he manages well enough. ]

[chronicgambler]

You have no idea how not confident I was feeling until a couple of minutes ago, okay!

[He laughs, taking the directions and following them to get them there safely and at a mostly reasonable speed.]

...This is a pretty fancy neighborhood.

[omikuji]

[ He lets out a soft laugh, but it's strangely nice. Gentaro isn't at all used to this, to being the center of someone's attention. Despite it all, he's not going to get his hopes up too much. Things can go very wrong very quickly, after all. ]

Mm, it's one of my favorite places.

[ He looks at him--and he doesn't realize it--fondly. ]

I write here and meet with my editors very often.

[chronicgambler]

[He catches that look, but he can't recall ever being looked at with an ounce of real affection in his life, so he doesn't know what to make of it.]

Yeah? You're a hell of a writer. I guess the nice background noise can only help.

[He practically leaps out of the car to run to the other side and open the door for Gentaro with a grin.]

[omikuji]

[ Way to fluster him all over again!! Gentaro gets out, and he covers his mild embarrassment with a teasing smile. ]

Oh my, do I have a fan? Goodness, I'm not sure what to say... Ah, my heart is racing...

[chronicgambler]

[He says his heart is racing and Dice just can't resist anymore. He reaches out and pushes Gentaro's hair neatly out of his face for a moment, looking at him like he's seeing him for the first time.]

I mean, mine too. When you look like that.

[omikuji]

[ He draws in a breath, and it takes everything in him to not lean into the touch. It had been a joke (mostly) but now it really is. The way Dice looks at him like that, too... ]

... Shall we go inside?

[ Part of him doesn't want to, but he's too embarrassed to say otherwise. ]

[chronicgambler]

[Dice is too distracted by everything about Gentaro for a moment, and he doesn't immediately register the question. When he does, he looks slightly embarrassed.]

Ah. Yeah. That's fine. Gotta... have drinks and everything.

[omikuji]

Yes. ... Of course.

[ But he's not making any move to go inside. ]

[chronicgambler]

[Dice admitted to himself days ago that he had fallen for this man, but now there's something in his mind screaming at him to act on it.

So he does. He reaches for Gentaro's hand and holds it loosely, waiting to see what he'll do.]

It's... kinda a date, right?

[omikuji]

[ Dice's hand is warm, comforting. Gentaro could lie and part ways with him. He should, maybe. Getting involved with the Prime Minister's son is a disaster waiting to happen.

But... Dice is good. Kind. He's so much more than they deserve. It's selfish, but if Gentaro can bask in that warmth and light even for a moment, he'll take it. Easy as breathing, he slides his fingers through Dice's. He's still unsure, brand new to anything like this, and he's worried he'll lose his footing.

The smile he gives Dice is small, but warm and genuine. ]

I would like it to be.

[chronicgambler]

[Dice lights up when Gentaro takes his hand more securely, his grin ten times brighter than Gentaro's.]

I'll pay, so it's definitely a date! And then we can do whatever you want.

[He scoffs a bit, looking away for a moment.]

Do you know how hard it's been to, like, not? To just act like I'm chill and don't give a fuck?