I mean, that's one way to figure out if there are any more weird underground spaces, but I'd rather have my boyfriend be above ground and tangible, please
[Blushing again and he's missing it? There's no justice in this world.]
Sounds like a date. And also gives me hope that winter's going to eventually end, it feels like it's been forever.
I may or may not have spent the last like, five days trying to come up with a plan for one. Weather's been ruining all my best ideas. But I definitely, definitely want that. I mean, any time with you is amazing. We could just call hanging out in my room a date and I'd be totally into it, but I want to make it special for you.
I'm pretty good. At least, I haven't gotten any complaints. Maybe you could come over and we could make something together? There's a couple recipe books in the schoolhouse, we could pick out something that sounds good and try and put it together.
I was thinking more... I like dancing with you, Billy. We could do dinner and dancing. Except, you know, I'm not a good cook. Which was why I didn't put it out there before.
I know you can manage it. Sure, you've got a small body-form, but so do I. We're both lean guys, but it's quite clear I can handle your weight, so I know you can get to handling mine. You've got a body that is going to be art when I'm through with training you.
I'm going to have to beat off other suitors with a stick.
I'll always contribute myself where you want me. But I want to figure something else out. I will manage it. I promise. I want to have it be special.
Art, huh? I mean, if you're going to put it that way, maybe you can talk me into modeling for you sometime, once I get super buff
But, you know as much as I love watching you use a staff, you don't have to worry about that. I'm definitely a one-guy kind of guy. Only have eyes for you.
If it weren't the middle of winter I'd say you could bring me flowers
I'd be just as happy if you modeled now too. You're beautiful how you are. You DO know I don't care if you're buff or not? I mean, I want you able to defend yourself, for your own sake. Because you don't need to be anyone's damsel.
Beautiful eyes to have on me. Yeah, you're the only want I have in my heart.
Flowers. That's really a thing? I read it in a book, but I didn't know. Okay, I'll see what I can figure out.
I know. You tell me a lot, it's honestly pretty nice. I mean, it's mostly joking when I say it, talking about getting buff or whatever. All the training, I mean, you're inspiring, but it is for me. I want to get better for me. It's not fair to put all the pressure on you, you know?
Anyway I'll model for you any time you want. Just say the word.
I mean, it's kind of a cliche where I'm from but I'm kind of a sucker for that sort of thing. But seriously, everything outside is dead. You can always save it for spring
I'll totally pose for you anyway. Buuuuut it is probably better if we save any shirtless modeling for after you're green again
[And excuse, but that last bit requires a switchover to video, just so Nida can properly see how much he means it, which means your commscreen is now full of Billy's face, camera held above him since he's clearly laying in his bed.]
That, mister, is the dumbest thing I've ever heard. You are amazing, and I won't hear otherwise.
[The video pops up and oh geez, Nida's face is SO red. And also cushioned against Seifer's chest. Those probably don't have anything to do with each other. It's entirely because he took the spending time with his brother seriously. So, yeah, the camera is just placed just so that Seifer's smirking is definitely there on screen. Clearly the guy is amused.]
Yeah, I'd probably want to touch too much. Which is, like, how I've felt since we first met face to face in the dojo.
Seifer, I swear you better stop snickering. Don't say you aren't, I can feel it.
[Billy's expression goes surprised, then faintly bemused by the background of the shot. Probably for the best he's still red, and therefore both unembarrassed and also not immediately jumping to the wrong conclusions. Also, not making the joke he half wants to, about how they haven't even been dating a week and here Nida is in another man's bed.]
You can romance away any time you want. I am a hundred percent Team Romance. I'm just also Team Nida's Fantastic, so.
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I mean, if that was something you wanted I'm sure I could find a safer place to, uh... But not in winter. I already hurt my ankle once.
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But you're right. You're grounded for the winter. I don't know what I'd do if you ended up hurt again.
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Oh, and FYI, I wouldn't say no to a moonlight tryst somewhere else, once it's warmer.
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[Oh geez. Oh GEEZ. He's blushing. Thank Hyne he's alone.]
I mean, I wouldn't say no it either. Maybe an evening picnic somewhere out of the way.
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[Blushing again and he's missing it? There's no justice in this world.]
Sounds like a date. And also gives me hope that winter's going to eventually end, it feels like it's been forever.
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Are you any good at cooking?
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I'm pretty good. At least, I haven't gotten any complaints. Maybe you could come over and we could make something together? There's a couple recipe books in the schoolhouse, we could pick out something that sounds good and try and put it together.
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I was thinking more... I like dancing with you, Billy. We could do dinner and dancing. Except, you know, I'm not a good cook. Which was why I didn't put it out there before.
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So, teamwork. I make you dinner, you sweep me off my feet?
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I'm glad. And hey, if you keep teaching me, maybe someday that can be more literal.
You came up with the idea, it counts. But if you want to contribute something besides your handsome self, I'm sure it'll be good.
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I'm going to have to beat off other suitors with a stick.
I'll always contribute myself where you want me. But I want to figure something else out. I will manage it. I promise. I want to have it be special.
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But, you know as much as I love watching you use a staff, you don't have to worry about that. I'm definitely a one-guy kind of guy. Only have eyes for you.
If it weren't the middle of winter I'd say you could bring me flowers
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Beautiful eyes to have on me. Yeah, you're the only want I have in my heart.
Flowers. That's really a thing? I read it in a book, but I didn't know. Okay, I'll see what I can figure out.
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Anyway I'll model for you any time you want. Just say the word.
I mean, it's kind of a cliche where I'm from but I'm kind of a sucker for that sort of thing. But seriously, everything outside is dead. You can always save it for spring
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Word. Word? Word. Word. Was that enough?
Never underestimate my urge to impress you.
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Mm, might be. Guess you'll have to come over and find out.
Trust me, I definitely don't. You know you're DEFINITELY not allowed to get hurt trying to impress me, right? Because you aren't.
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Can I trust you to be reasonable when I'm not?
[Are you sure, Billy? Fine. For you.]
Okay. I will do my best not to get hurt. But I'm pretty sure I'm not good enough for you so I should be working hard to impress you.
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[And excuse, but that last bit requires a switchover to video, just so Nida can properly see how much he means it, which means your commscreen is now full of Billy's face, camera held above him since he's clearly laying in his bed.]
That, mister, is the dumbest thing I've ever heard. You are amazing, and I won't hear otherwise.
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Yeah, I'd probably want to touch too much. Which is, like, how I've felt since we first met face to face in the dojo.
Seifer, I swear you better stop snickering. Don't say you aren't, I can feel it.
Okay, I'm amazing. But you're getting romanced.
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You can romance away any time you want. I am a hundred percent Team Romance. I'm just also Team Nida's Fantastic, so.
Am I interrupting?
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I think Seifer's on Team I'm A Pillow Now. I elected him into it. He has no choices. Especially if he wants his network access.
[There's a shifty look in his eyes before he pulls the watch down to a close-up of his face so he can whisper.]
Wear what you wore to the young adult thing for dancing, okay?
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