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redshiftlogs2020-07-22 11:30 pm
tsuyoi_ame) wrote in redshiftlogs2020-07-22 11:30 pm
[Closed] Ain't nothing normal when it comes to you and me.
Who: Takeshi Yamamoto and Hayato Gokudera
What: Yamamoto is out to show a certain bomber how much he cares and has set up their first official date since they got things a little backward ~
When: Late July, after Starscream disables Gokudera's collar
Where: The building the boys have decided on as the Vongola base/training room
Warnings: Lots of love, maybe some kisses, will update or move off comm if it is anything more.
Yamamoto has never had a first date, so yes, he wants one. It's the logical, well first step before heated make outs on stretchers in the Med Bay. But that's okay, they can make it the second step; they just got a little backward. Though he is not complaining, their first day together was more amazing than even the baseball player expected. And, he has treasured every day since, filing every moment away like precious gold in his memories.
He has been a bartering fool this last month, gathering everything he felt he needed to make this night perfect for Hayato. They found the place they want to turn into a base for the Vongola. While it still needs some cleaning done, Yamamoto has taken the upper level and made it spotless. It was no easy task, but it was worth every moment of work he put in. Every step shows only a portion of what he feels in his heart, he could do so much more than this and not see it as enough.
In one corner stands a blanket draped present, it is not easy to tell what is under it only because Yamamoto put extra work into hiding the shape. He hopes he got it right that Hayato loves it. It is partially a selfish gift as he wants to be here when his boyfriend uses it. He busies himself, setting candles up, careful to keep them close enough without risking setting fire to the padding, blankets, and pillows he set up for them to relax on. He does his best to arrange the food he was able to get into a sort of picnic there on the blankets.
By the time he has set it all up, he is confident the bomber has gotten his note with the full suit he had bartered just for today for him. He barely has time to dash to shower and get back to the base. He can feel butterflies in his stomach as he fusses with this detail or that, moving things here and there. It needs to be perfect.
Crap his tie!
He dashes to his bag, rummaging till he finds the tie he at least gets it looped over his neck. In his full Vongola suit, he looks down, "Crap; I forgot to finish buttoning." Then he sees a candle he thinks will look better somewhere else. So, of course, he moves it, his hands are shaking, and he stops, laughing at himself. "I'm so nervous." He mumbles to himself, trying again now to finish his buttons and get his tie done before Hayato is here. His eyes constantly darting the room to make sure it is perfect. He has gone with colors he sees Hayato wear, right down to the colors of the candles, the foods he chose. Every decision was one he made based on what he thinks the bomber will like.
It's the same reason he went with suits, Hayato has impressed on him the need to wear it properly.
What: Yamamoto is out to show a certain bomber how much he cares and has set up their first official date since they got things a little backward ~
When: Late July, after Starscream disables Gokudera's collar
Where: The building the boys have decided on as the Vongola base/training room
Warnings: Lots of love, maybe some kisses, will update or move off comm if it is anything more.
Yamamoto has never had a first date, so yes, he wants one. It's the logical, well first step before heated make outs on stretchers in the Med Bay. But that's okay, they can make it the second step; they just got a little backward. Though he is not complaining, their first day together was more amazing than even the baseball player expected. And, he has treasured every day since, filing every moment away like precious gold in his memories.
He has been a bartering fool this last month, gathering everything he felt he needed to make this night perfect for Hayato. They found the place they want to turn into a base for the Vongola. While it still needs some cleaning done, Yamamoto has taken the upper level and made it spotless. It was no easy task, but it was worth every moment of work he put in. Every step shows only a portion of what he feels in his heart, he could do so much more than this and not see it as enough.
In one corner stands a blanket draped present, it is not easy to tell what is under it only because Yamamoto put extra work into hiding the shape. He hopes he got it right that Hayato loves it. It is partially a selfish gift as he wants to be here when his boyfriend uses it. He busies himself, setting candles up, careful to keep them close enough without risking setting fire to the padding, blankets, and pillows he set up for them to relax on. He does his best to arrange the food he was able to get into a sort of picnic there on the blankets.
By the time he has set it all up, he is confident the bomber has gotten his note with the full suit he had bartered just for today for him. He barely has time to dash to shower and get back to the base. He can feel butterflies in his stomach as he fusses with this detail or that, moving things here and there. It needs to be perfect.
Crap his tie!
He dashes to his bag, rummaging till he finds the tie he at least gets it looped over his neck. In his full Vongola suit, he looks down, "Crap; I forgot to finish buttoning." Then he sees a candle he thinks will look better somewhere else. So, of course, he moves it, his hands are shaking, and he stops, laughing at himself. "I'm so nervous." He mumbles to himself, trying again now to finish his buttons and get his tie done before Hayato is here. His eyes constantly darting the room to make sure it is perfect. He has gone with colors he sees Hayato wear, right down to the colors of the candles, the foods he chose. Every decision was one he made based on what he thinks the bomber will like.
It's the same reason he went with suits, Hayato has impressed on him the need to wear it properly.
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Takeshi in a suit is handsome, but there is absolutely nothing better than seeing it rumpled, disorderly, and... maybe Gokudera enjoys that debauched look. He leans back, breaking the kiss and sliding his hand down to rest on one of the other boy's shoulders. For a few seconds, he just admires him, then gets up and rearranges how his suit fits. There's food to be had, and the rest of this day and the next, as far as he's concerned. Call him a tease, but he's feeling his blood rushing at even just that kissing, and hopes while glancing over his shoulder at the swordsman that he isn't the only one feeling that way.
"You hungry?"
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He is good with his suit being rumpled; it feels more natural. Though he will wear it properly whenever he knows he can make Hayato proud (As long as he remembers, one day Hayato may want to take to keeping extra ties around because he is bound to forget his). When the kiss breaks Yamamoto smiles, blinking a couple of times as Hayato just looks at him that way, it warms him. Then he is moving and arranging his suit, and Yamamoto can not keep up.
"Huh?" Oh, right, food, there is that. If he were not so busy trying to bring his head back down, he would laugh at himself. As it is, he sits there on that bench a few extra seconds to collect himself; clearly, the bomber is not the only one affected. He undoes his jacket buttons, tugging the shirt from his pants. Really if he has the tie loose and the buttons too, he may as well be comfortable. It also gave him those few seconds to compose himself. After all, the rumpled look is more him. He pivots, leg swinging over the bench as he stands up.
"Starving.." He grins as he takes the couple steps to catch up to Hayato, sliding fingers through his as they settle down. Food, he is reminding himself to focus on that. There is not any fancy spread; it is the best he could do, and he stayed away from the seizure apples. There are berries, juice in a fancy bottle (or he thinks it's juice, aliens, and Yamamoto was an interesting shopping experience). He was able to get some things that remind him of their home, such as melon bread and onigiri with red bean paste filling. The rice was simple enough if it is not perfectly shaped. But what he is most proud of is the bow-tied box, with the sesame cookies and castella cake. Those he kept wrap for Hayato to open, he watched them be made and is optimistic they will taste just like home.
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And if he doesn't turn his attention to the food, he may turn it to other activities. Like watching as that suit shirt gets untucked. Gokudera does catch site of him, and he was hoping to be amused by Takeshi's expression. The joy of being tease is to see the reaction. The jacket opening, and the way the other so easily gets up stuns him. There is so much fluidity to the way his boyfriend moves. He has to actively remember to shut his mouth and turn his gaze back on the food, sitting down and enjoying the hand in his own.
"Have you tried any of these?" It's not that he doesn't trust Takeshi, but... food has often been dangerous to him. He won't shake his doubts as easily as he wants.
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