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[fluorite]

[ because sometimes things happen and you can't help it

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[fluorite]

[ What about a Foyster? Would Yael love him if he turned into an oyster— ]

Good choices.

[ Yuui approves. He sets both pieces of clothing onto the bed. ]

You can do that if you want. Just don't get distracted by whatever you find in there.

[ Such as lingerie, fishnets, and maybe even a costume or two. ]

[weaseled]

[that's shucked up]

Please. I don't care about your underwear.

[Men's underwear is nothing fancy. It's not like he's going to pick up a pair of lacy panties while rifling through Yuui's briefs, right?

Until he does, lifting up a pair of lacy panties as if his fingers were salad tongs. He turns, the incriminating evidence dangling from his fingertips, and looks Yuui dead in the eye.]

Be honest. Do you wear these on a regular basis?

[fluorite]

I’ve worn them to the club before.

[ He raises an eyebrow, holding back a laugh at the way Yael holds them like they’re going to bite. It’s not like Yuui didn’t wash them. ]

And I’ll wear them if my partner asks nicely enough.

[weaseled]

[panties in da club...

Yael isn't concerned over cleanliness, per se, but like. How exactly can a man wear panties comfortably? Yuui isn't poorly proportioned by any means, but he fails to see how a thin strip of fabric like this could contain any portion of a man's genitals.

It's for that reason that Yael tosses them at Yuui and leans back against the dresser, arms crossed tight over his chest.]

Put them on. [Oh, right. "Ask nicely".] Please. I need to see this with my own eyes.

[fluorite]

[ Yuui just laughs as he clutches the panties to his chest. ]

Alright, alright.

[ He gets up, padding over to the bathroom. Before he shuts the door behind himself, he smirks back at Yael. ]

Remember what I said? No sex until you make it up to me.

[ With that, he shuts the door. It takes some real maneuvering to keep his junk secure in the lacy light blue panties, but he manages to arrange everything so that it at least looks cute and presentable. Well, presentable in private.

He finally walks out, giving Yael a little twirl so he can look. These panties actually hug him tight and snug, the lace pressed tight to his skin. ]

See? It looks good.

[weaseled]

[Geez, Yuui really does think of him as some sort of unhinged horn dog. Can't imagine why! Yael waits somewhat impatiently on the other end of the door, but then he's handsomely rewarded by the sight of Yuui in tight, lacy panties. Ooh. Aah. Awooga. Don't mind him leaning in to get a closer look.]

You really did manage to stuff it all into those panties. Not a bad look, I'll admit.

[fluorite]

[ He really has no basis for it, honestly. The horndog claims are unfounded.

Yuui gives Yael another little turn, and despite his words, he won't smack Yael's hand away if he tries touching him. ]

That's a big compliment coming from you. What is "not a bad look"? A ten out of ten?

[weaseled]

More like eleven.

[He shouldn't have let Yuui show him his scrawny ass in panties when they're on their sex sabbatical. Picking up his slacks, Yael balls them up and tosses them at Yuui.]

Let's get going, sexy. We have reservations.

[fluorite]

Reservations?

[ His tone suggests that he's worried about Yael being able to afford, even though he's aware Yael would never pick somewhere he couldn't manage.

Just for making reservations at all, Yuui doesn't change his underwear and instead immediately puts his slacks on over the panties before zipping over to his bed to put on the top. ]

[weaseled]

[Yael barks a laugh. He can hear the disbelief in Yuui's voice, but he's quick to pipe up, shaking his head.]

It's nothing super fancy. Don't get your hopes up too high.

[So he says, but Yuui will see with his own eyes soon enough. Yael extends his hand, wiggling his fingers.]

[fluorite]

Well, you know that fancy isn't too important to me anyway.

[ As long as Yael has put thought into it, that's all that Yuui really cares about.

He takes those wiggly fingers and intertwines them with his own. Blowing a quick kiss to Mokona, he leads Yael out of his apartment. ]

I'm excited, though.

[ It shows in the way he walks, too, with a little bit of a pep in his step. ]

[weaseled]

[Heh. Cute. Yael grins, allowing Yuui to lead him right up to his car before pulling open the door for him.]

Yeah? Want to guess where we're going?

[well you can BET IT'S NOT MEXICAN FOOD SINCE A CERTAIN SOMEONE RUINED IT FOR HIM]

[fluorite]

[ Yuui hops in the seat of Yael's car, immediately making himself comfortable as he stretches out his legs. ]

Italian?

[ He'd make the joke about it being Mexican food but it's probably too soon...

He turns to Yael the moment he gets in too, waiting for the car to turn on before immediately turning the radio to a pop music station. ]

Japanese? American? Egyptian?

[weaseled]

[God, of course Yuui would choose to put on pop music. Yael doesn't complain, exiting the complex and heading for the highway.]

Close. Ever had Mediterranean?

[fluorite]

[ Yuui makes up for it by a well-placed hand on Yael's thigh, at least, his fingers lightly brushing against the fabric of his pants. ]

I've had kebabs, but I haven't really delved into it much. You'll teach me all about it, won't you?

[weaseled]

[He reaches down to lace his fingers between Yuui's, squeezing his hand.]

Of course. Just don't expect a ton of vegetarian options.

[fluorite]

[ He squeezes back, crossing his legs in his seat so he doesn't wiggle around in excitement. That would be a little bit embarrassing, even for someone like Yuui. ]

Oh, don't worry. You know how much I like meat anyway, so I'll eat whatever you pick out for me.

[ Yes, he expects Yael to pick something out. He'd like to learn what the other man enjoys eating, after all. ]

[weaseled]

You said it, not me.

[He'll save the sexual innuendo for after the meal. As they make their way through early evening traffic, Yael tips his chin towards the coast.]

How often do you go to the beach?

[fluorite]

[ He expected Yael to grip onto that sexual innuendo and never let go. What a shock that he doesn’t.

Yuui turns his head where Yael gestures, humming softly in thought as his thumb brushes along the back of his hand. ]

Not very often. Do you? I know you like the outdoors.

[weaseled]

[They disappear into a tunnel and the coast disappears along with them, but seeing the beach with Yuui at his side feels different. Inspiring, in a way. How long has it bee since he's done more than gaze wistfully at the beach from beyond his car window?]

Not as often as I used to. It's hard not to miss it.

[fluorite]

[ Yuui turns back in his seat, watching as the light from the entrance of the tunnel grows smaller and smaller. ]

Let's make a stop on the way back. The beach is pretty at night, isn't it?

[weaseled]

Hm?

[Really? Yael looks at his bum leg as if to say you sure this is the guy you want to stroll on the beach with?]

If you're not expecting to go too far, that's fine, but don't let me hold you back.

[fluorite]

Sheza.

[ Don't piss him off!!

He has half a mind to smack Yael's leg, but they're still holding hands and he refuses to let go. In fact, he gives Yael's hand a little squeeze. ]

I don't care about how far we walk along the beach. I don't care about swimming or running or doing any of that. You miss it, so I want to go, even if that means we stand near the ocean the whole time.

[weaseled]

[]

Come on... Don't get so uptight. We're on a date, you know.

[CUT HIM SOME SLACK, but ah... Yuui's henpecking goes a long way, as it turns out. Behind every stubborn bastard is an even more stubborn bitch.]

Sounds like a plan. The beach is cold at night, so stay close. Got it?

[fluorite]

What, are you afraid I’ll shiver out of existence?

[ He laughs, but he squeezes Yael’s hand. His acquiescence certainly seems to brighten Yuui’s mood almost immediately. ]

You don’t have to tell me to stay close. I was going to do that anyway.