PSLS BECAUSE GAY

[filetofish]

[no icons, many SPOILERS for trails of cold steel/sen no kiseki. there's also a lot of gross shit so watch your step.]

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[filetofish]

[The chaste peck is way more embarrassing than the makeout from last night, honestly. Where does Rean get off being so cute?

Crow can see the end of his life drawing near. But for now there's food, so reluctantly he gets out of Rean's lap and stands up.]

If you insist.

[He will be good and they will go eat. And he'll continue to be good, because Rean being comfortable and happy is important and as much of a dickbag as Crow can be on certain subjects, this is not one of them. After all, Rean is... well. The center of his world, now, pretty much. The person he owes everything to, no matter what Rean thinks about the idea. So he's not going to make him unhappy over something as silly as the difference in their comfort levels with physical affection.

He is real fuckin thirsty though. He just keeps it to himself and his own private time. But he survives a few days of normalcy, and on Rean's next day off he survives the first "date". It is in fact a really cute date, eating out and walking around the shops and, after some time, stopping to sit in the park. They're there now, enjoying summer ice cream and the peaceful scenery of a town no longer under stress.]

Hmm... It's still weird.

[reanbeanmachine]

Yeah?

[Honestly Rean is on cloud nine. He still has no idea how to date but he's happy and the days before their first date he's kind of spending all his free time with Crow anyway.

It's not terribly different from before yet, except sometimes it involves Rean touching Crow's hair or kissing him lightly.

The date makes Rean pretty happy, just to spend time with someone he likes, on an actual date. He's been kind of working up the nerve to go for hand holding but hasn't, yet, psyched himself up to it.

He thinks he'll be ready after the ice cream. Sugar induced mental strength.

Basically Crow is going die a slow death of dehydration.

Anyway Rean leans back with his ice cream, looking at Crow curiously.]

What is?

[filetofish]

Being here.

[He's still a little bit convinced it's some long strange hallucination he's having as he dies. But if it is, that's okay. It doesn't matter if it's not real -- he's experiencing it, anyway. Even if he's really dying, he just hopes his brain can stretch it out as far as possible.

What matters is the look on Rean's face. Being the center of his attention, at least for awhile. Crow shrugs, smiles, and leans sideways to flop against Rean. He's not pushing boundaries but he is not gonna hide his desire to be close at this point.]

I'm cool with it, though.

[reanbeanmachine]

Good. I'd be pretty upset if you weren't by this point.

[Okay Rean, this is the time. This is the perfect opportunity. THIS IS YOUR MOMENT.

Since Crow is leaning on him it makes it easy to (as casually as possible) drop his free hand and find Crow's, tangling their fingers.

He's blushing and deliberately not looking at Crow as he takes a bite of ice cream, and then winces because he's nervous and the bite was too big and cold.

Not entirely smooth. But he tried.]

[filetofish]

Well, since you've been trying so hard to make me feel welcome...

[He squeezes Rean's hand, lightly, grinning at the obvious nerves.]

And you're cute when you blush, so how could I complain?

[reanbeanmachine]

[What a menace. But he can't help from smiling back, tightening his hold on Crow briefly and sitting up straighter.]

You're such a flirt. You better not complain though.

[Since you're stuck with him.]

[filetofish]

What would I even have to complain about?

[He's just watching Rean's face. Enjoying the reactions. It's the best part of this maybe-fake life.]

[reanbeanmachine]

[Please don't be dating him thinking he's not real Crow.]

I'm sure you could find something. It's not like I'm perfect.

[And to illustrate he's gonna lean over and steal some of Crow's ice cream.]

[filetofish]

You're pretty damn close...

[Crow says with open affection, before shoving his ice cream right into Rean's face when he goes for it.]

I, on the other hand, am a proud miscreant.

[reanbeanmachine]

Crow!

[He sputters, but he's also laughing. And now he's covered in ice cream. Save him.]

That's cold.

[filetofish]

And that was lame. I'm proud.

[He's also wiping some ice cream off of Rean's face with his thumb, and sticking his thumb in his mouth. He's not trying to be flirty with it, it's just ice cream. If he'd wanted to be flirty he would have done much worse. But it's still... it's still wiping ice cream off Rean's face and sticking his fingers in his mouth so.]

[reanbeanmachine]

[Rean isn't like, immune to sexy things by any stretch. So obviously he's staring a little too intently. That's unfairly attractive, and his cheeks heat hard because he's having a lot of impulses and most of them are lewd. Like stealing Crow's fingers to lick in revenge.

He's going to die.]

Crow...

[filetofish]

[RIP Rean Schwarzer. He lived a good life. Crow gets his stuff.]

Yeah, honeycakes?

[reanbeanmachine]

...

[Oh. Oh it's on now. He may be blushing but his tone is dry.]

You missed a spot, sweetie.

[filetofish]

...Oh, huh.

[Okay 1. turning it on him is unfair but 2. he's just going to have to up the ante now, or else let Rean beat him in blush-causing antics.]

Guess I did.

[So, y'know. He licks Rean's face.]

[reanbeanmachine]

[That earns a yelp but also like, there is a breathless undertone to Rean's indignant;]

CROW!

[filetofish]

I don't know what you expected.

[Shrug!! It's Crow's victory. He's content.]

[reanbeanmachine]

You're impossible.

[Rean sighs, but it's fond, and he's really happy. Because Crow seems to be having a genuinely good time, and Rean is definitely having a genuinely good time.

So he recaptures Crow's hand and smiles at him with that kind of "I'm super happy actually" expression.]

Next time, do you want to take a ride?

[He means on the orbal bike of course.]

[filetofish]

--Huh?

[Come on Rean you've heard Angelica make that innuendo so many times you should know better?? Crow's not sure if he's clueless or deliberately teasing him at this point, but either way it's terrible and he's so, so in love.]

Uh. Yeah, sure. I bet you handle it well.

[reanbeanmachine]

I could always use more practice.

[Well the first innuendo might have been teasing but now he's just clueless. This is what you love Crow. You poor sap.

He's tugging on Crow's hand though, so they can walk together holding hands. He's so happy he's practically floating. It's just the way he looks super stoked just to be holding Crow's hand, it's probably flattering.]

Anything else you want to do?

[filetofish]

[Yeah, you. He could say it but he's being good, letting himself be tugged along and trying not to be too red in the face. Rean's so... Rean. He looks so happy and Crow isn't sure how such a little thing can do that. Not that he isn't also on cloud nine it's just... it still feels too good to be true.]

Hmm... I can think of something.

[He has a plan. It's a good plan.]

[reanbeanmachine]

Yeah? What?

[He's just real happy to join Crow for any kind of plan? BECAUSE HE TRUSTS CROW!! And loves him! And he's having a great time and he's really just very happy.]

[filetofish]

How about...

[He pauses. He lets go of Rean's hand.

...He takes off sprinting without warning.]

Race you home! Loser takes the winner's chores!

[reanbeanmachine]

Why you--

[He's laughing and racing after!! He does not win this minigame.]

[filetofish]

[Crow's out of breath by the time he reaches the door, but he still gets there first! Mainly because he cheated. But he has no shame in doing so, so when Rean catches up he's leaning on the doorframe and grinning like an idiot.]

I win.