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[fluorite]

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

there's untagged nsfw please beware and DON'T LOOK AT ME ]

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[fluorite]

[ Ah... that tugs at his heart. He isn't used to anyone worrying about him, much less losing sleep over it. Lifting their hands up, he brushes his lips across Yael's knuckles. ]

What are you worrying about? My safety?

[weaseled]

Your safety. Your schoolwork. Your future. Your happiness.

[In other words, everything. And why wouldn't he?]

[fluorite]

Jeez, Sheza.

[ He doesn't know what to say, finding himself momentarily speechless. Truthfully, a small part of him had doubted that Yael really loved him, as honest as he usually is, because of the feelings he harbors for someone else.

But it's hard to deny even the loudest doubts in his mind when he's confronted with this. ]

Keep saying that sort of thing and I really just might marry you the second it becomes legal.

[ Yuui is really and truly falling for him—it's as simple as that. ]

[weaseled]

Geez...

[Keep saying that and he'll break the law just to marry you, Yuui. Yael's smile widens.]

Come to think of it, you'd look real good in a wedding dress.

[fluorite]

[ That wide smile is exactly what he likes to see. It's tempting to run his fingers over Yael lips, and he tries to resist, but he gives in anyway, the pad of his thumb catching on his bottom lip. ]

What kind of wedding dress are you thinking of? The kind that clings to the body, or a fluffy one with lots of lace?

[weaseled]

For you? Let me think...

[...And nibble on Yuui's thumb while no one is looking. Because they're currently in a restaurant. Amb, take notes.]

For you? One that hugs your top and is flowy and poofy on the bottom.

[fluorite]

[ YOU EVER JUST FUCKING FORGET.........

The moment someone walks by, Yuui pulls back his hand, heart beating fast only because touching Yael so simply seems to set his heart alight. ]

That would be cute. I'd wear it. [ ... ] I bet you look good in a suit.

[weaseled]

[Yael can't help but smirk— he can practically feel Yuui's heart racing from here. Pulling his hand back, Yael waves down the waitress and asks for the bill.]

Really? I've been told I'd look like a gorilla in a suit.

[fluorite]

I bet that's just untrue.

[ Yuui rests his chin in his hand, picturing Yael in a suit. ]

What changes everything is the fit. With the right fitting suit and a light blue pocket square, you'd look amazing.

[ Light blue to match Yuui's eyes, obviously. ]

[weaseled]

A pocket square?

[Light blue, no less? Yael scoffs, but he gets the implication, arching his brows at Yuui as the waitress returns to hand off the check.]

You're trying to turn me into a nerd. I'm unconvinced.

[fluorite]

If I wanted to turn you into a nerd, I'd just put some glasses on you and have you start reading.

[ He laughs, feeling victorious as he watches Yael cover the whole bill. Thanks for making him feel like a princess. ]

I like that you're not one, though.

[weaseled]

[yw bimch. After paying the whole ass bill, Yael slips out of the booth and motions for Yuui to follow.]

You're all about that nerd-jock romance, huh?

[fluorite]

Caught me~

[ Look, Yuui can't deny that he has a bit of a pattern developing here... He gets up with a grin and follows Yael back to his car. ]

I like men who are smart in a different way from me. I might be book smart, but you're intelligent in a way that I think is more important.

[weaseled]

[Yael pops open the door for Yuui and rounds the car, hopping into the driver's seat and heading for the beach.]

You really think I'm smart, huh? That's not something I'm used to hearing.

[fluorite]

[ Yuui jumps right into his seat, making himself comfortable... right after stashing a little bottle of lube in the glovebox while Yael is rounding the car. ]

I do. You're perceptive, and I think you read the emotions of others well.

[weaseled]

[Miraculously, Yael doesn't notice Yuui stash that bottle of lube in the glove box. Surely this won't come back around to bite him some weeks down the line.]

But that's not usually what people think of when they hear "intelligent".

[fluorite]

But it does count as intelligence.

[ Yuui smiles, holding his hand out, palm up, so that Yael can take it. ]

I've never thought you were anything but.

[weaseled]

[Yael takes Yuui's hand and gives it a squeeze. With the sun dusting the horizon, they'll hit the beach at the perfect time.]

You're sweet. For what it's worth, I think you're pretty emotionally intelligent yourself... when you want to be.

[fluorite]

[ He doesn't think sweetness has anything to do with what he considers fact, but Yuui will take it anyway. Who is he to deny a compliment from Yael? ]

What is that supposed to mean?

[ As if he doesn't know exactly what it means. ]

[weaseled]

I wonder?

[Yael snickers, pulling Yuui's hand up to his lips and smooching it.]

You're a big old baby too. The two cancel each other out.

[fluorite]

I'm not a big baby. That's you.

[ Not even the kiss to his hand can lessen the glare he gives Yael. ]

[weaseled]

A big baby.

[Yael parks and tugs on Yuui's arm, yanking him into a kiss. Calm down, big baby.]

Come on, baby boy. Let's sit by the waves.

[fluorite]

[ That kiss on the lips is more than enough to put Yuui in a better mood, his frown turning right up into a grin when he pulls away. ]

Alright, daddy.

[ If Yael is going to call him baby boy, this is what he gets.

Yuui hops out of the car, waiting for Yael to make his way over to his side before taking his hand. The beach is empty enough that he's not worried. ]

[weaseled]

Mm. Don't call me that.

[Ah, hm, don't like that. Some men might appreciate their partner calling them daddy, but Yael isn't one of them. Lesson learned, no more baby boy for Yuui...

Yael wraps his arm around Yuui's before taking his hand, keeping him close. The ocean breeze feels nice, but it will chill them both to the bone if they don't stick together. He breaks their handhold long enough to spread his jacket out on the sand and guide Yuui to sit, settling beside him and curling an arm around his shoulders.]

You don't spend much time outside, huh? You're paler than the moon.

[fluorite]

[ He can't help the little shiver that escapes him as a breeze wafts over them, and he subconsciously presses himself closer to Yael. It's a good thing he's so much wider than Yuui—he radiates more body heat.

But that little comment nearly has him scooting away. ]

I'm Scandinavian. Of course I'm pale.

[ And he does go outside, thanks! He takes public transportation. That's definitely enough... right? ]