[ 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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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?