[ 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. ]
[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.]
[ 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. ]
[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.
[ 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. ]
[He knows, he's not a romantic, probably. Actually, he wouldn't know. He's never been able to try to date or see anyone. He has ideas about how to treat people, how he's seen in movies or seen at parties when he really shouldn't have... He's just not totally sure how to apply that to real life.
Gentaro moves closer, too close, and Dice feels awkward just holding his hand. This has to be an invitation of some kind... so he wraps his arms around Gentaro, hoping no one else will see. It's a casual hold, one that Dice figures out quickly is sensual and not sentimental at all.
He doesn't have a choice but to barrel forward. He's so close, and Dice's eyes fix on Gentaro's lips as he licks his own.]
[ The last time anyone had held him, it was his brother, and it had been... a long time ago. This is different. Gentaro's never allowed anyone close enough to wrap their arms around him and hold him close. He's so out of his depth, but he gets the feeling that's true for Dice, too.
Suddenly, it's just the two of them. Everything else melts away from the heat between them. Hesitantly, he rests his hands on Dice's shoulders, but he relaxes and squeezes them a moment later. His eyes rest on Dice's lips, too, before he locks his gaze on his. ]
[Well. That shuts him up, at least, and he leans into the kiss, tightening his hold on Gentaro as he closes his eyes. The kiss is warm and though Dice is second-guessing himself, he does what he can to make it a kiss Gentaro will remember.
Because he's sure he's going to think about this for the rest of his life. He doesn't know what he's doing, but he takes it upon himself to lead the kiss, soft and sweet, but with a touch of boldness. Dice refuses to go too far while they're out here in public, but this lights a fire in him. He knows he's give Gentaro anything he asked for, and that no longer just means money.]
[ Like hell he'll ever forget this. Against his better judgment, Dice has become irreplaceable. He'd tried so hard to fight it, but now that he sees Dice as he truly is, now that they've shared this, he's content to accept it.
Head swimming pleasantly, he breaks the kiss and touches their foreheads together. With a breathless chuckle, Gentaro opens his eyes. ]
[Grinning like an idiot, Dice opens the door for Gentaro again, and heads to the driver's side. He takes a moment before he gets in to internally congratulate himself on being bold, for rebelling against everything he's been told by his mother and taking something for himself. Men shouldn't do that, in her opinion. But who gives a fuck what she thinks? Not him. Not on this one.]
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Okay. Perfect. I don't mind you showing me off a little bit, after all! Point the way. I can drive us there.
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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. ]
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[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.
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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.
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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.]
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Oh my, do I have a fan? Goodness, I'm not sure what to say... Ah, my heart is racing...
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I mean, mine too. When you look like that.
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... Shall we go inside?
[ Part of him doesn't want to, but he's too embarrassed to say otherwise. ]
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Ah. Yeah. That's fine. Gotta... have drinks and everything.
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[ But he's not making any move to go inside. ]
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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?
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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.
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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?
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[ Teasing, but he moves closer. Their hips touch, and Dice is so incredibly warm. He wants to wrap himself up in him. ]
Pretend around everyone else. When it's just us, I want to see that side of you.
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Gentaro moves closer, too close, and Dice feels awkward just holding his hand. This has to be an invitation of some kind... so he wraps his arms around Gentaro, hoping no one else will see. It's a casual hold, one that Dice figures out quickly is sensual and not sentimental at all.
He doesn't have a choice but to barrel forward. He's so close, and Dice's eyes fix on Gentaro's lips as he licks his own.]
Like this, right?
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Suddenly, it's just the two of them. Everything else melts away from the heat between them. Hesitantly, he rests his hands on Dice's shoulders, but he relaxes and squeezes them a moment later. His eyes rest on Dice's lips, too, before he locks his gaze on his. ]
Just like this.
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Sorry. I mean--it's fine if I kiss you, right? Just checking. If that's too fast--
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He leans in and kisses him. Hesitant at first, then firmer. His eyes close, his hand sliding up into his hair. ]
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Because he's sure he's going to think about this for the rest of his life. He doesn't know what he's doing, but he takes it upon himself to lead the kiss, soft and sweet, but with a touch of boldness. Dice refuses to go too far while they're out here in public, but this lights a fire in him. He knows he's give Gentaro anything he asked for, and that no longer just means money.]
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Head swimming pleasantly, he breaks the kiss and touches their foreheads together. With a breathless chuckle, Gentaro opens his eyes. ]
Are you still determined to go inside?
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Wait.
He can't think like that.
Dignity, Dice.]
I would do literally anything you want right now.
[Or not.]
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Mm, in that case...
[ Is he really going to do this? ]
Would you like to see my home?
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I'd love that, yeah.
[He grins, kissing Gentaro again, lingering as long as he can excuse it.
He'd show Gentaro his own place, but it's so bare and stripped-down. He can only imagine Gentaro's home has warmth and comfort.]
Let's go?
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Gentaro brushes the hair out of his eyes, then nods. ]
Of course. I'll give you directions.
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Alright. I'm all yours.
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