[Yael closes his eyes, exhaling a long, long sigh.]
Dunno. I don't love him, but I don't hate him either. He adopted me and gave me a place to live and food to eat, so how could I?
[Realistically, Yael knows he owes the man nothing, but it's a much more complicated affair on reality. Severing ties with the only parent you've ever known? That's easier said than done no matter what abuses they've entreated you to.]
[ And he's well aware of how that sort of thing works. Someone gives you stability while taking it away at the same time. His foster parents provided him a home while at the same time trying to slyly send him to conversion therapy.
But, he at least had a bed. ]
It's a complicated thing. When you go see him, I can accompany you. [ A pause. ] If you want.
[Pouring oil on a fire is generally inadvisable. It's not Yuui he's concerned about, but he does have to put his foot down with m'lady to head off any misunderstandings.]
You're not the one I worry about. Call me crazy, but I don't think you'll see eye-to-eye with the man who forced me into the military.
[ He doesn't need to be told more than "traditional" to get it. Yuui's fingers twitch as he tries to decide on bread or more water before he reaches for some bread of his own. ]
I can't exactly hide my stereotypical behavior. I've never been able to. So... I'll listen to you and say back, just this once.
[ Yuui's mannerisms and the fact that they're traveling together will be a dead giveaway. He knows it. ]
[Yael smiles, grateful that Yuui is willing to suck it up and leave arguing with daddy dearest off the table. He reaches his foot out beneath the table to rub the side of Yuui's leg.]
Save all that stereotypical behavior for me. I'll eat it right up.
[He enjoys his little sassy gay twink, thank you very much.]
[ He laughs, holding back from any escalation to that little leg rub because he has a feeling Yael wouldn't want a footjob in the middle of a restaurant.
Also, because there's something about Yael making it up to him or whatever. That too. ]
[Nah, but he can totally footjob him on the drive back home. Yael won't mind that at all.]
Really? Next you'll accuse me of being straight.
[He's always had a Specific Type Of Guy that he favors, but that's largely unexplored territory given how long he was in an exclusive relationship with a woman.]
[ Much in the same way Yuui is aware of his own energy. ]
How long have you known? What kind of guys always caught your attention?
[ He's genuinely curious about Yael's experience, which is surely to be completely different from his own. Long term relationships tend to do that, after all. ]
She was pigheaded and stubborn. Real assertive for a girl, so the boys in the neighborhood steered clear of her. She'd push them around if they gave her any trouble, but she'd push me around plenty too.
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Our first kiss was one she stole from me. Said she just wanted to see the look on my face when a cute girl kissed me. I didn't mind, of course. I let her take it.
[Seeing a pattern here, Yuui? Yael loves a bully.]
She took one look at shy, sensitive Sheza and made it her mission to toughen me up, and she did. We became best friends, did everything together. We were in our late teens when we realized we wanted to be together for the rest of our lives.
[ He sure does! It honestly makes Yuui smile as he leans forward onto the table, resting his chin in his palm as he listens. ]
What made you realize?
[ Yuui realizes it's a vague question, so he amends it after a short pause: ]
When did you realize you were in love with her?
[ Look, he's doing his best not to let his own jealousy bubble up. She was an incredibly important person in Yael's life, so Yuui wants to know anything that Yael is willing to say about her. ]
[ Yuui even has the audacity to look disappointed as he leans forward to grab more bread. ]
I realized I loved my first boyfriend at a random moment. We'd usually walk home together when he was done with football practice, but I was running late after school. I thought I'd swing by to see if he had left yet, but he was waiting for me.
[ He smiles, just a touch shy at sharing this, but there's a softness in his eyes. Has he mentioned this boyfriend...? If not, oops. ]
A small moment in the scheme of things, but seeing him waiting there meant a lot to me.
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Dunno. I don't love him, but I don't hate him either. He adopted me and gave me a place to live and food to eat, so how could I?
[Realistically, Yael knows he owes the man nothing, but it's a much more complicated affair on reality. Severing ties with the only parent you've ever known? That's easier said than done no matter what abuses they've entreated you to.]
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[ And he's well aware of how that sort of thing works. Someone gives you stability while taking it away at the same time. His foster parents provided him a home while at the same time trying to slyly send him to conversion therapy.
But, he at least had a bed. ]
It's a complicated thing. When you go see him, I can accompany you. [ A pause. ] If you want.
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Can you promise you won't provoke him? That man is not one you want to argue with.
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[ Taking another piece of bread, Yuui wonders what Yael's "father" might act like if he's so worried about Yuui trying to provoke him. ]
You could have a little more faith in me.
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You're not the one I worry about. Call me crazy, but I don't think you'll see eye-to-eye with the man who forced me into the military.
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[ So maybe he actually can't promise he won't start a fight. Yuui uses a sip of water as an excuse to give it a little more thought. ]
I wonder if it would be best for me to stay back, then.
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I'd like you to come with me to Egypt regardless. Outside of his temper, he's also pretty traditional.
[Which, considering the conversation they just had outside of the restaurant...]
...I want to keep you safe. I don't trust that man will share that sentiment.
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[ He doesn't need to be told more than "traditional" to get it. Yuui's fingers twitch as he tries to decide on bread or more water before he reaches for some bread of his own. ]
I can't exactly hide my stereotypical behavior. I've never been able to. So... I'll listen to you and say back, just this once.
[ Yuui's mannerisms and the fact that they're traveling together will be a dead giveaway. He knows it. ]
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Save all that stereotypical behavior for me. I'll eat it right up.
[He enjoys his little sassy gay twink, thank you very much.]
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Also, because there's something about Yael making it up to him or whatever. That too. ]
I'm a little surprised you like that so much.
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Really? Next you'll accuse me of being straight.
[He's always had a Specific Type Of Guy that he favors, but that's largely unexplored territory given how long he was in an exclusive relationship with a woman.]
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I kind of thought you were at first, actually.
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You're wrong, but I don't blame you. I project that "straight guy" energy, don't I?
[Gasp. Self-awareness.]
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[ Much in the same way Yuui is aware of his own energy. ]
How long have you known? What kind of guys always caught your attention?
[ He's genuinely curious about Yael's experience, which is surely to be completely different from his own. Long term relationships tend to do that, after all. ]
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[In other words, he has to really wrack his brain on this one. Hmm.]
I like attitude. Sassiness. Blonds are pretty hot too.
[All of this screams straight man.]
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...What's your type in women?
[ He's trying to see something. ]
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[Stop? He sees what you're trying to do here??]
I never had much time to think about that either. I like the same qualities in both men and women.
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[ He remembers that, Yael. He'll never forget it. ]
What was your fiancee like?
[ Yuui eyes him, wondering if he should even be asking that. Is it too soon...? ]
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[Or flat as pancakes tits. He'll take those too, clearly.]
You sure you want me to answer that? You might not like the answer.
[Considering how prone to jealousy baby boy here is.]
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Yael has a point with his jealousy, because Yuui might not like the answer after all. But... ]
I'd like to know. She was a big part of your life, so I think that not asking about her would be a mistake.
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[...]
Our first kiss was one she stole from me. Said she just wanted to see the look on my face when a cute girl kissed me. I didn't mind, of course. I let her take it.
[Seeing a pattern here, Yuui? Yael loves a bully.]
She took one look at shy, sensitive Sheza and made it her mission to toughen me up, and she did. We became best friends, did everything together. We were in our late teens when we realized we wanted to be together for the rest of our lives.
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What made you realize?
[ Yuui realizes it's a vague question, so he amends it after a short pause: ]
When did you realize you were in love with her?
[ Look, he's doing his best not to let his own jealousy bubble up. She was an incredibly important person in Yael's life, so Yuui wants to know anything that Yael is willing to say about her. ]
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Honestly? I'm not sure. We just realized one day we liked each other a lot and decided we'd keep sticking together. That's what felt natural.
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[ Yuui even has the audacity to look disappointed as he leans forward to grab more bread. ]
I realized I loved my first boyfriend at a random moment. We'd usually walk home together when he was done with football practice, but I was running late after school. I thought I'd swing by to see if he had left yet, but he was waiting for me.
[ He smiles, just a touch shy at sharing this, but there's a softness in his eyes. Has he mentioned this boyfriend...? If not, oops. ]
A small moment in the scheme of things, but seeing him waiting there meant a lot to me.
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[Forgive the snort of laughter. That's too perfect.]
You really do have a type.
[But Yuui isn't the only one with a possessive streak. Reaching across the table, Yael pinches Yuui's cheek, a lopsided grin on his lips.]
Cute story. Why'd you break up with that guy?
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