90s sadness and gay???

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[By this point, Leon has lost track of how long he's been searching for Count D. It became an obsession that only grew with time, and now he couldn't keep to one spot anymore. Not while D was still out there. Across cities, across countries, he probably looked insane to everyone around him. But they didn't know the half of it! Sometimes even Leon wasn't sure he understood what he was doing.

Right now wasn't the time to doubt himself, though. He'd hoped that this lead would get him even an inch closer to his goal, but he hadn't counted on spotting him in the streets. It had to be him. He'd seen him turn and look at him, and those eyes—]

Wait! Stop right there!

[He doesn't hold back, shoving his way through the crowded streets and keeping his eyes locked on him. It doesn't work, because of course it doesn't, and his steps slow in his confusion. His heart is beating way too fast, his stomach sinks, and for a moment he's sure he's lost his one chance.

But something catches the corner of his eye, and his instinct tells him to turn. He reaches out, grabbing the first wrist he can and meeting D's eyes with his own.]

...Found you.

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[Thanks for not saying he looks like a woman out loud, that would ruin the moment... unlike saying he doesn't care about humans, because, well.]

You are the exception to the rule. [Congrats!! Chris is, too, in a different way, but he'll still be too upset about that if he actually mentions Chris, so he won't. Maybe in the future.]

But fine, we won't discuss the past. What would you like to do?

[Thrill him with smooth moves...]

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[The exception... That's great. Worrying, but progress. He'll brush that aside for now and focus on the more important question here.]

Hmm... Mess around or something? [He gets a single smooch and suddenly he's capable of being crude.

BUT WAIT... He realizes something, ducking his head down a little as he smiles at D.] Hey, am I still gonna have to sleep on this tiny couch?

[Now who won't slow down...]

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[One smooch and D suddenly understands why all his... exes?? Women he went on half a date with?? Uh... He understands why Leon has been single for so long, essentially.

Ugh... and yet he's still cute when he smiles!! Stop. D would push his face away if he had a hand free, so a little frown will have to suffice instead.]

Can you figure out what to do? [LOOK... he just said he was a wreck because he's only kissed girls, this is valid taunting!!] I am not sure I could share my bed with someone pawing clumsily at me.

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Don't treat me like a kid! I've been in relationships like this plenty of times.

[He's not even registering that things will be different in the bedroom. Don't let him in there... he's not ready. He'll be so lost. Someone will get hurt. It will all be very frustrating, certainly.]

It's not hard as long as you stop making fun of me for five god damn seconds.

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[Leon's big bisexual awakening has so many surprise twists... D is looking forward (no) to all of the awkward moments to come.

For now he just hums, like not making fun of Leon is a serious thing he has to consider, then pushes the back of his head with the hand still in his hair to get him to lean down a little more to be kissed. This time, without D trying to climb onto him... just because he's already there.]

You do not have to sleep on the couch. [thirst... he's clingy.]

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[SCORE... He still might not sleep tonight, but at least he'll be comfortable!

Oh, but here's a kiss. He's surprised by it, but not in a bad way. He kisses him back, short as it is, and lets his hand lower out of D's hair to rest on his back instead. Now he can call him a kept man, he guesses.]

Things are working out.

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[Ah, calling him a kept man was the real goal, thanks. D settles back into leaning against him, looking at him without answering immediately. Things are working out... It's strange that that's true, after everything he expected to go wrong. Letting Leon into his life again, to this extent—

It's actually working out. Well-] It's been an hour, at most.

[So optimistic, Leon...]

Don't look so surprised.

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How am I supposed to look?

[Like this was expected? That would just be douchey. He smiled for a little bit there, so there's that. Even now, he's not scowling or anything. He's just... here. Relaxed, enjoying the weight of D leaning into him, and wondering what crazy thing's going to happen next.]

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[Surprised that it's working out, though... What does D do with himself if he's not fussing or starting a fight, really? Sit here and chill out?? This is difficult. He'll try...]

...Never mind. You've done just fine.

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[That's a little odd to hear. But it seems strange to tell D not to tell him everything's fine with what he's done. So instead, he's quiet for a bit, enjoying their closeness. This sure is real...]

Are you comfortable? [He asks such a corny thing while looking off to the side, of course.]

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[Look!! Leon somehow cracked the code that unlocks smoochtown, he should feel proud of himself. But ah, is he comfortable... Is this literal or another meaningful and poetic kind of comfortable like before?? Hmm.

...They are sitting kind of oddly.] I could be more.

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[It was both. So at that, he keeps one arm wrapped around D and pressed to his back, and shifts so they can lie down on the couch more naturally. See!! Helping.]

Better?

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[Helping... this is so juvenile and yet he loves it, what the fuck. Now all the animals must stay hidden away so they don't see him acting like a teenager.]

Much. [Hmm yes, he can fold his arms on Leon's chest here and just look at him... surveying his spoils......... the second evening crazy reminder.] You're handsome with short hair.

[A+ 10/10 don't grow it out again]

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[Compliments... compliments?? That one's a little backhanded, but he'll take it.]

Thanks.

[Being called handsome... what does he do with this?? Compliment D back, he thinks, but how! He moves his hand up to brush down and through D's hair again like this will give him the words.]

Your hair's soft. [Brilliant. He hates himself.]

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[He wasn't not handsome before, just... well...

Anyway, D's hair is always flawless, even with fingers in it. An appropriate response.]

Thank you. Are you always this romantic?

[This is teasing, but it's not mean teasing. Hmm.]

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[If D wanted romantic, he fell for the wrong guy. Probably.]

What, you want me to be all flowery like you? I don't know if I can do that, D. I barely understand half of the stuff you're saying when you're like that.

[Imagine him trying to say something poetic... He's going to keep slowly playing with this hair, though.] What else should I say? You're pretty?

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[At least wine and dine him a little.]

That will do. [He Knows, thank you. That hair playing is kind of distracting... He'd almost like to lay here and do nothing but enjoy that feeling, but since when has he ever managed to peacefully keep his mouth shut?]

Perhaps soon... I could give Chris a call. ["Soon" i.e. "in at least a week" but whatever.]

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[That's good! This is much better than keeping his mouth shut! Leon perks up excitedly, his fingers pausing to curl in where they are.]

Really? I'm telling you, he'll love it! You don't have to say where we are, or anything like that, but if he could just hear your voice for a second...

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[Ugh, he's so excited... D is firmly convinced that hearing Chris' voice for even a moment is going to break his heart all over again, but it's true that he owes him at least an acknowledgement of some kind. What will he say...?]

I will think of something to say. [..."are you being a shit brother"—] Will you also speak to him?

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[Umm, Chris is better off without him anyway. He usually doesn't call him, but now that the chase is over, maybe just letting him know he's alright would be good.]

Sure. [This time. They can all call and talk.] Just say hi to him, D. You don't have to plan out some big speech.

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[Ummmm, someone whined about that very same statement when it was D saying it about Chris and Leon, so??]

"Hi"? What a dreadful phone call.

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[UmmmmmmmmMMMM, shut up, he's allowed.]

You know what I mean! Start with hi and talk like a normal person. What's so hard about that?

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[no?????? ?? no]

Nothing, I suppose... [It's Chris though!!] I will handle it.

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[Hmmm. Leon's quiet for a moment at that, his hand resuming movement in D's hair slowly.]

Don't worry. It'll go nicely.

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[Is he being comforted...?? That's different.]

I— would not call it worrying. [He is, though.]