[ The unfortunate part about accepting Momo's invitation is that Gentaro's trapped in his habit of overthinking things.
He doesn't know what he expected when he'd strolled into the party and decided to join in on the game. Whatever possessed him to do it, he isn't sure. Maybe it was the atmosphere, or maybe it was a strategy of some kind, but now that he's kissed a certain someone he can't really stop thinking about it.
Frustrating, that, but there's not much to do about it. Except overthink everything. It's fine, really. There's no meaning in it, because it had been a game and everyone had gotten caught up in all of it. It's not like he'd like to kiss Kaeya again, because that would be ridiculous.
He's definitely not thinking about it as he pours himself a cup of coffee in the morning. He's absolutely not thinking about it as he takes his time exploring the place. And he's certainly not thinking about it as he takes a seat in the lounge and cracks open one of those novels--it's not his usual choice, but it's something. ]
[But you know who isn't afraid to admit he'd been thinking about Gentaro all night long? Go on, take a guess. He raised quite a bit of hell at that party, but some dares were more memorable than others. Gentaro's stayed fresh on the mind, and so it must be fate that's brought them together a second time.]
Gentaro?
[How fortuitous that they should meet again so soon. Kaeya has a mug in his hands, hot coffee steaming away, and he sits himself on the couch beside Gentaro.]
Good morning. You're looking quite sprightly despite the early hour. [He noticed the book in Gentaro's hand long before he elected to sit beside him, but!] Oh... I hadn't realized you were in the midst of your reading. I'm sorry for disturbing you.
Gentaro doesn't move for a brief, fleeting moment. The truth is that he doesn't want to turn Kaeya away. It might backfire spectacularly, but he's an interesting person. It makes Gentaro want to dig into him and figure him out. ]
Good morning, Kaeya, [ he says smoothly as he closes his book, sets it aside, and turns slightly toward him. ] You needn't apologize. I've found I'm not terribly fond of the story, so I don't mind a break from it.
[ So... yeah. ]
And what brings you to my side? A yearning for companionship, perhaps?
[Dig into him? Why, that's what Kaeya came here to do as well, such a coincidence. Hope you brought your shovel, Genny. He comes away from a sip of coffee with a grin on his lips.]
Is that so? How disappointing. You'll have to loan it to me some time.
[If only because he's almost more interested in the things Gentaro doesn't like than what he does. He already has a start on the latter after what happened at the party.]
Ah, but you've seen right through me. I get terribly bored in the early morning hours. I rise long before the sun, but I've quickly realized I'm one of the few that does here. [But what about Gentaro? It's early right now, but not that early.] What about you? You haven't been burning the midnight oil with that disappointing story, I hope.
[ Gentaro mirrors him, taking a sip of his own coffee. Somehow, he's not surprised Kaeya is an early riser like he is. It's intuition, and Gentaro likes to think that when it comes to others, he's not half-bad.
When it involves himself, though... ]
I fear that I must disappoint you. You see, I have no need for sleep. It is both a curse and a blessing; it affords me far more time to accomplish and do a great number of things.
It is a lonely life, however... to be awake while many are asleep. What I would not give to cure myself of this strange affliction.
[Oh my, that certainly sounds like bullshit to Kaeya's ears, but he eases into an understanding smile anyway, nursing his coffee.]
You poor thing. They say the mind needs rest to process the events of the day, so you must be terribly stressed without that respite. Still, there is a difference between being sleepless and not needing sleep. Knocking you unconscious might do the trick.
How threatening. You see, I have a terribly delicate constitution, on top of being hopelessly stressed. I wonder how our esteemed host would feel about a murder...?
[ Dramatic bitches, the two of them. ]
Unless you had something else in mind. You have thoroughly piqued my interest, Kaeya.
[Oh goodness, not even his own nonsense is this dramatic... or is it? Kaeya hums, amused. What trauma made you this way, Genny? Kaeya would love to exchange notes.]
Is that so? You flatter me. [And he really does mean that, however:] I'm afraid a humble boy like me pales in comparison to your illustrious visage. Simply sitting beside you is making me woefully aware of my inadequacies.
[Uh huh, sure, but on a more serious note...]
What caught your interest? Don't tell me it was my looks.
Illustrious visage? Goodness, you will have me blushing in no time if you keep this up.
[ Serious note, indeed. Gentaro's not about to admit that's part of it. He's not about to let Kaeya perceive him more. ]
Perhaps your magnetic personality? [ He hums. ] Or something I cannot quite put my finger on... It may take some time before I figure it out, you see. [ A pause. ] I wonder... will you join me on my journey to figuring it out?
[Kaeya's smile pulls crooked— would that really make him blush...? No harm in trying, he supposes, though he can think of a few surefire methods to get those cheeks red. All good things in due time, however. It wouldn't do to make a spectacle of either of them this early into their "relationship."]
What a flatterer you are. [And Kaeya thought he was bad.] If you're asking me to accompany you, I'll have to ask what your terms are. Oh, and how do you plan to compensate me for my time and effort? [He snickers.] Just kidding. If you're asking to spend a little more time together, all you need do is say so plainly.
[...Though he hadn't realized he would happen across someone just as snoopy as himself. What an odd place this resort is.]
Be still my heart. You have figured me out, Kaeya. That I cannot deny.
[ Really, so much of it is that he told himself that he wouldn't let his guard down. It's just getting to know someone, that's all it is. Of course, maybe that will be his downfall. Scratch that: He knows it would.
At least Kaeya is nice to look at. ]
And here I thought you'd truly go through with those demands. [ He hums. ] You're correct, though. I would like to spend more time together. I hope you feel the same?
[Well, at least there's an upside: Gentaro can look at him all he likes if he'll keep entertaining him with conversation. It's a foolproof plan, really. What could possibly go wrong?]
Oh, but of course.
[Ah, it's always such a pleasant rush being told that he's wanted... You're making mistakes, Gentaro.]
I want our budding relationship to flourish, after all. Now, what shall we do with our morning? Seeing as you've set your book down, maybe you'd care to join me for a jog?
[ He wouldn't be himself if he didn't make mistakes. But if said mistakes are as pretty as Kaeya, it's not so bad. He'd like to get to know him, take him apart and see who he actually is.
If it hits a little too close to home, well... Gentaro would deny it until his last breath. ]
Oh, a jog? Ahh, I must regrettably deny your kind request... You see, if I were to expend even an ounce of energy doing something so stimulating, my bones would simply turn to ash and I will cease to exist.
[ always with the drama, damn ]
... Of course, I'm sure you don't believe that for a second. I'd be glad to join you, if you'll allow me a moment to change clothes.
[Don't talk about stimulation, Genny. You'll tempt him. Kaeya's smile eases wide, brow arched to convey the full weight of his disbelief. The dramatics need some improvement, Gentaro, or perhaps throwing him off with over the top theatrics is the idea. Curious...]
Not at all. Then again, if it were true that your body were too feeble to endure a light jog, I'd just as easily come up with another form of exercise to get you properly stimulated. [But he'd do that regardless. Standing up, Kaeya nods.] I'll meet you out by the pool in five.
[He'll go change as well. See you shortly, friend.]
[ Bold of you to assume it was a slip of the tongue--
But, ah... He isn't used to this king of attention. Gentaro doesn't think he's anything special, and while he takes great care in his appearance, he's never thought of himself as attractive. Someone as attractive as Kaeya blatantly hitting on him?
It's no wonder he's quick to blush, and sure enough, there's a light dusting of pink on his cheeks.
He stands, though, and nods to him as he picks up his book. ]
Don't keep me waiting, now.
[ It doesn't take him terribly long to change into a light short and shorts, and in five minutes, he's out by the pool. ]
[Oh, how he favors a man who doesn't realize how very attractive he is. That adorable blush remains at the forefront of his mind as he changes into a v-neck and spandex shorts, sauntering down to their meeting place at his leisure. Gentaro can wait a minute or two, it's fine.]
Goodness, what a liar you are. [He eyes Gentaro up and down quite openly.] Such shapely legs! You must work out regularly, contrary to your earlier dramatics.
[ Well, when he comes over looking like that, how can he not admire him? He doesn't doubt that Kaeya has no shortage of admirers, anyway. Of course, Gentaro can dish it, but taking it...
He hums, bowing his head slightly, as if that'll hide that annoying flush of color. ]
Oho? A liar? I have never once told a lie since the day of my birth. [ Defense mechanism: spew bullshit. Playfully-- ] I must ask, do you have a compliment for every occasion?
[ read: you must tell all the girls and boys the same thing ]
[Trying to hide doesn't hide a damn thing, as it turns out. So very flattering... and so hard to resist as well. Gentaro's dramatics are absolutely said with intent, but what about his flustering? His thinly-veiled thirst? That can't be intentional, but honesty like that is, frankly, enrapturing.
...This is how crushes form, isn't it? What a silly thought. Kaeya shakes his head, wards that thought away so he can ease into a smile.]
Come now, do I really strike you as the type? [Because Gentaro's right.] Truly, I just happen to believe you're well worth praising. If nothing else, I find you quite interesting.
[ But he finds he doesn't mind. Much. Which is... He doesn't know how or why, but he has an inkling. A small one, but nonetheless... ]
Interesting, am I? My, if you're not careful, I may suspect that you're harboring a secret affection for me.
[ Surely Kaeya will notice the way his eyes don't quite meet his at the praise. Well worth praising, is he? Gentaro wonders how long it'll take for Kaeya to realize how unpleasant he is when he's stripped bare, down to his bones. ]
[Affection comes and goes like the ocean's tides, doesn't it? Perhaps one day he'll harbor feelings for Gentaro and the next day he'll have abandoned them. It's no concern of Kaeya's either way— passing affection or lingering, none of it can ever be real. He isn't the type to indulge in such flights of fancy, much less actually let himself be happy. Who does that?
Ah, but he does notice the lack of eye contact. He'd call Gentaro out on it, but that'd mean he'd take note and correct his behavior so it didn't happen again, right? So it goes uncommented on as Kaeya breaks into a light jog, expecting Gentaro will follow.]
And what if I am? Would you slap me and grasp at your pearls?
[ Who does that? Gentaro does. Dice and Ramuda do bring him happiness, but it feels stolen and undeserved. His two selves feel constantly at war, and he's not sure what'll happen when he's forced to confront the biggest lie he's told. Has been telling, ever since that day he donned a style that wasn't his and donned a mask he'd never had a right to.
... But, anyway. Gentaro keeps pace beside Kaeya and raises his eyebrows. ]
Why, Kaeya, I have terribly delicate sensibilities. I would simply pass out. As for slapping you? Hmm... certainly not. Violence is a terrible thing, you know, and I am frightfully offended you would suggest that I am capable of such a thing. I would not choose to risk it, even if you were the type to enjoy a bit of punishment.
[He'd much rather dole out punishment than be on the receiving end of it, but the way Gentaro phrases that makes him chuckle. It's almost as if he's digging for hints, trying to pry without being overly obvious about it. Hm!]
So then I ought to be the one to slap you instead? Perhaps you'd enjoy it more than I.
[Of course it is. Everything Kaeya just said hints at it being an exciting idea, but if Gentaro's going to play stupid games, Kaeya's going to give him stupid prizes.]
Oh my, I get it now. You want to be spanked, don't you? You really are a naughty boy.
[Hell never felt so good, eh Gentaro? Kaeya breathes out a laugh, those breaths coming out the slightest bit labored once they've jogged a few laps around the building.]
If that's all you want, then consider it done. What kind of food do you fancy, Genny?
[That terrible nickname isn't going anywhere, or at least not until Gentaro speaks up to suggest a better alternative.]
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He doesn't know what he expected when he'd strolled into the party and decided to join in on the game. Whatever possessed him to do it, he isn't sure. Maybe it was the atmosphere, or maybe it was a strategy of some kind, but now that he's kissed a certain someone he can't really stop thinking about it.
Frustrating, that, but there's not much to do about it. Except overthink everything. It's fine, really. There's no meaning in it, because it had been a game and everyone had gotten caught up in all of it. It's not like he'd like to kiss Kaeya again, because that would be ridiculous.
He's definitely not thinking about it as he pours himself a cup of coffee in the morning. He's absolutely not thinking about it as he takes his time exploring the place. And he's certainly not thinking about it as he takes a seat in the lounge and cracks open one of those novels--it's not his usual choice, but it's something. ]
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Gentaro?
[How fortuitous that they should meet again so soon. Kaeya has a mug in his hands, hot coffee steaming away, and he sits himself on the couch beside Gentaro.]
Good morning. You're looking quite sprightly despite the early hour. [He noticed the book in Gentaro's hand long before he elected to sit beside him, but!] Oh... I hadn't realized you were in the midst of your reading. I'm sorry for disturbing you.
[He'll move to get up and leave... unless?]
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Well.
Gentaro doesn't move for a brief, fleeting moment. The truth is that he doesn't want to turn Kaeya away. It might backfire spectacularly, but he's an interesting person. It makes Gentaro want to dig into him and figure him out. ]
Good morning, Kaeya, [ he says smoothly as he closes his book, sets it aside, and turns slightly toward him. ] You needn't apologize. I've found I'm not terribly fond of the story, so I don't mind a break from it.
[ So... yeah. ]
And what brings you to my side? A yearning for companionship, perhaps?
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Is that so? How disappointing. You'll have to loan it to me some time.
[If only because he's almost more interested in the things Gentaro doesn't like than what he does. He already has a start on the latter after what happened at the party.]
Ah, but you've seen right through me. I get terribly bored in the early morning hours. I rise long before the sun, but I've quickly realized I'm one of the few that does here. [But what about Gentaro? It's early right now, but not that early.] What about you? You haven't been burning the midnight oil with that disappointing story, I hope.
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[ Gentaro mirrors him, taking a sip of his own coffee. Somehow, he's not surprised Kaeya is an early riser like he is. It's intuition, and Gentaro likes to think that when it comes to others, he's not half-bad.
When it involves himself, though... ]
I fear that I must disappoint you. You see, I have no need for sleep. It is both a curse and a blessing; it affords me far more time to accomplish and do a great number of things.
It is a lonely life, however... to be awake while many are asleep. What I would not give to cure myself of this strange affliction.
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You poor thing. They say the mind needs rest to process the events of the day, so you must be terribly stressed without that respite. Still, there is a difference between being sleepless and not needing sleep. Knocking you unconscious might do the trick.
[Oh.]
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[ Dramatic bitches, the two of them. ]
Unless you had something else in mind. You have thoroughly piqued my interest, Kaeya.
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Is that so? You flatter me. [And he really does mean that, however:] I'm afraid a humble boy like me pales in comparison to your illustrious visage. Simply sitting beside you is making me woefully aware of my inadequacies.
[Uh huh, sure, but on a more serious note...]
What caught your interest? Don't tell me it was my looks.
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[ Serious note, indeed. Gentaro's not about to admit that's part of it. He's not about to let Kaeya perceive him more. ]
Perhaps your magnetic personality? [ He hums. ] Or something I cannot quite put my finger on... It may take some time before I figure it out, you see. [ A pause. ] I wonder... will you join me on my journey to figuring it out?
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What a flatterer you are. [And Kaeya thought he was bad.] If you're asking me to accompany you, I'll have to ask what your terms are. Oh, and how do you plan to compensate me for my time and effort? [He snickers.] Just kidding. If you're asking to spend a little more time together, all you need do is say so plainly.
[...Though he hadn't realized he would happen across someone just as snoopy as himself. What an odd place this resort is.]
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[ Really, so much of it is that he told himself that he wouldn't let his guard down. It's just getting to know someone, that's all it is. Of course, maybe that will be his downfall. Scratch that: He knows it would.
At least Kaeya is nice to look at. ]
And here I thought you'd truly go through with those demands. [ He hums. ] You're correct, though. I would like to spend more time together. I hope you feel the same?
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Oh, but of course.
[Ah, it's always such a pleasant rush being told that he's wanted... You're making mistakes, Gentaro.]
I want our budding relationship to flourish, after all. Now, what shall we do with our morning? Seeing as you've set your book down, maybe you'd care to join me for a jog?
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If it hits a little too close to home, well... Gentaro would deny it until his last breath. ]
Oh, a jog? Ahh, I must regrettably deny your kind request... You see, if I were to expend even an ounce of energy doing something so stimulating, my bones would simply turn to ash and I will cease to exist.
[ always with the drama, damn ]
... Of course, I'm sure you don't believe that for a second. I'd be glad to join you, if you'll allow me a moment to change clothes.
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Not at all. Then again, if it were true that your body were too feeble to endure a light jog, I'd just as easily come up with another form of exercise to get you properly stimulated. [But he'd do that regardless. Standing up, Kaeya nods.] I'll meet you out by the pool in five.
[He'll go change as well. See you shortly, friend.]
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But, ah... He isn't used to this king of attention. Gentaro doesn't think he's anything special, and while he takes great care in his appearance, he's never thought of himself as attractive. Someone as attractive as Kaeya blatantly hitting on him?
It's no wonder he's quick to blush, and sure enough, there's a light dusting of pink on his cheeks.
He stands, though, and nods to him as he picks up his book. ]
Don't keep me waiting, now.
[ It doesn't take him terribly long to change into a light short and shorts, and in five minutes, he's out by the pool. ]
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Goodness, what a liar you are. [He eyes Gentaro up and down quite openly.] Such shapely legs! You must work out regularly, contrary to your earlier dramatics.
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He hums, bowing his head slightly, as if that'll hide that annoying flush of color. ]
Oho? A liar? I have never once told a lie since the day of my birth. [ Defense mechanism: spew bullshit. Playfully-- ] I must ask, do you have a compliment for every occasion?
[ read: you must tell all the girls and boys the same thing ]
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...This is how crushes form, isn't it? What a silly thought. Kaeya shakes his head, wards that thought away so he can ease into a smile.]
Come now, do I really strike you as the type? [Because Gentaro's right.] Truly, I just happen to believe you're well worth praising. If nothing else, I find you quite interesting.
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[ But he finds he doesn't mind. Much. Which is... He doesn't know how or why, but he has an inkling. A small one, but nonetheless... ]
Interesting, am I? My, if you're not careful, I may suspect that you're harboring a secret affection for me.
[ Surely Kaeya will notice the way his eyes don't quite meet his at the praise. Well worth praising, is he? Gentaro wonders how long it'll take for Kaeya to realize how unpleasant he is when he's stripped bare, down to his bones. ]
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Ah, but he does notice the lack of eye contact. He'd call Gentaro out on it, but that'd mean he'd take note and correct his behavior so it didn't happen again, right? So it goes uncommented on as Kaeya breaks into a light jog, expecting Gentaro will follow.]
And what if I am? Would you slap me and grasp at your pearls?
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... But, anyway. Gentaro keeps pace beside Kaeya and raises his eyebrows. ]
Why, Kaeya, I have terribly delicate sensibilities. I would simply pass out. As for slapping you? Hmm... certainly not. Violence is a terrible thing, you know, and I am frightfully offended you would suggest that I am capable of such a thing. I would not choose to risk it, even if you were the type to enjoy a bit of punishment.
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So then I ought to be the one to slap you instead? Perhaps you'd enjoy it more than I.
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I wonder how confident you are in that theory. I'm rather accustomed to taking hits, you know, and none of them have been particularly pleasant.
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[Kaeya's no less accustomed to this dance. He'll gladly match Gentaro step for step.]
The right kind of pain from the right person can be quite pleasurable... but from the sounds of it, you wouldn't know that. I almost feel bad for you.
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[ Gentaro looks more amused than anything. .... Of course, it does annoy him just slightly at the hint of pity, but he'll ignore that for now. ]
You needn't feel bad for me. It's simply something I've yet to experience... and that's an exciting idea, isn't it?
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[Of course it is. Everything Kaeya just said hints at it being an exciting idea, but if Gentaro's going to play stupid games, Kaeya's going to give him stupid prizes.]
Oh my, I get it now. You want to be spanked, don't you? You really are a naughty boy.
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Oho? Is that what you think? Hmm... And here I thought you'd at least take me to dinner first. Such terrible manners.
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If that's all you want, then consider it done. What kind of food do you fancy, Genny?
[That terrible nickname isn't going anywhere, or at least not until Gentaro speaks up to suggest a better alternative.]
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[ Gentaro huffs a bit, which is actually more than he intends because of the exertion. ]
Do try a little harder, won't you?