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90s sadness and gay???

[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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[He will!! He might have saved some for Leon, but he supposes if there's no demand, he won't bother... a great bf.

Anyway, presumably Leon goes off to shower, leaving D to fetch and eat cake and think about the time. It will probably be late enough to justify crawling into bed once Leon returns, and what does Leon have to sleep in? Ah. D spends several minutes considering this while he finishes enough of his cake and puts the rest neatly away.

Perhaps he'll just... wait here, on the couch... instead of going to his own bedroom. It's a process.

...But actually that's stupid, so maybe he'll go fuss around in a closet for more pillows. Great plan.]

[He's got... nothing to sleep in. Nothing but normal clothes. So, he puts his jeans back on when he gets out of the shower, but it seems a little weird to put his shirt back on, too. Especially if they're just going to go to bed...

Whatever, D has seen him shirtless before. So he steps up from behind D at this closet, peering inside.]

Need any help?

[Gross jeans in his pristine bed?? First order of business tomorrow will be buying Leon some pajamas, goodness. He doesn't startle when Leon comes up behind him, but rather shoves a pillow at him without looking around and peers at whatever other random linens he has in this spare linen closet, like he's a real person who has guests often. Does he need other blankets...? Probably not.

Oh-] That one is yours. Do you need another?

Uhhh, no. One's fine...

[He stares down at this pillow he's holding, squeezing it a few times in his hand.] You keep extras?

[Exactly what he's wondering... Just what kind of guests does the Count have over??]

Of course. [Why wouldn't he... Naturally, that pillow is brand new in every sense except how long it's been in this closet, because he's a lonely plant who doesn't have guests ever, but still. He's pretending to be normal??] Did you think I was having Chris sleep on the floor somewhere?

[Honestly!!!]

Oh, right... I forgot about that.

[He quickly wipes the images of D having more intimate company out of his head. (Why would more intimate company worry about extra pillows? Who knows.) Stepping back, he keeps the pillow clutched to him.] I don't really have any pjs, so I'll have to sleep in my jeans.

[He forgot about Chris, how cruel... D shuts the closet door, turning to give Leon's jeans a Look but saying nothing.]

We'll find something for you tomorrow. Come with me. [Off... to bed!! To his overly fancy bed in his overly fancy bedroom. That pillow is the cheapest thing in the room except for maybe Leon's jeans.

D waves at the bed, indicating that Leon can go get comfortable while D goes to get changed into silk pajamas that look just like his regular clothes, but plainer. He has a screen for this purpose, but why?? It's a mystery.]

[His jeans are out of place here. He's out of place here?? This is D's room... Immediately, he wants to look at everything, but he's not going to get kicked out on the first day he's allowed in. Instead, he moves over to the bed and crawls in to make himself comfortable, his pillow and all.

It leaves him with extra time to wait awkwardly, and so he finds himself glancing over to watch the screen. A screen... How over the top does this guy get...]

[Just focus on the bed, it's obscenely comfortable. It should probably be illegal to be that comfortable.

D doesn't take long, depositing his other clothes elsewhere before actually getting into bed. He's thirsty, but he doesn't want to seem too thirsty, see... He's totally calm, immediately propping himself on his elbow to look at Leon some more.]

Relax.

I'm totally relaxed.

[He's stiff... Sitting up a little too much for being in a bed, and facing forward instead of D. But he'll shift now to try and fix that, closing his eyes to focus. Yeah... if he doesn't think about how D is next to him, then he can relax a little more into the softness of this bed.]

Man, it's been so long since I've had a good bed to sleep on... [Did his apartment bed even count as good? Mysteries.]

[This isn't the passably romantic bedtime he was expecting at all, what gives? How can Leon keep going back and forth between perfectly fine and 10 years old??]

You're welcome...? [??? What does he say to that? Ugh, the least Leon could do is look at him. He shifts a little closer, putting his free hand on Leon's arm. Helloooo.....]

Are you going to ignore me in my own bed? Come here. [HUG HIM!!! god]

...I was getting there.

[He was trying to be casual. And work up the nerve. But well, this makes it a lot easier... He blinks and rolls on his side at the touch, putting an arm around D to pull them flush together. And then he just sort of looks down at him...]

Better?

[Ah, now who's 10 years old... D's still judging himself a little for being so easily thrilled by this basic affection, but honestly, he's getting what he wants after all this time...!!

He tilts his head up for a kiss, brief but long enough to hide the dumb face he makes. Goodness.]

Much, thank you.

[D's pretty small... That's Leon's first, eloquent thought. It feels like he can really tug him close, so he slips his hand down to the small of his back to keep him there. His next thought is that D is really pretty...

What embarrassing thoughts. His eyes trace down and up to land on his lips, and so he leans back down for another short kiss. He doesn't know what to say just yet, so maybe that will do.]

[Now he's being held like this... He's going to melt, this is the end. Or rather, he shifts to lay his hands lightly on Leon's chest and kiss him back, any hints that he is just as much of a dweeb about this efficiently hidden.

At least until he can't help but drum his fingers on Leon's chest, hmm. Hmm!!]

[Drumming fingers... that cuts off his deep, romantic staring before he can make any more moves. Is that... D being impatient? Or wanting to say something? Or is he bored?]

What? [Leon figures asking is better than trying to guess.]

What?

[???] —Oh. [He'll... stop. A little awkwardly, now that he's been called out.]

I was admiring you, that time.

Oh.

[Ah... he wasn't expecting that answer. He'd been assuming he was doing something wrong? But instead he was just enjoying it... His cheeks flush a little, but Leon stubbornly tries to keep up his "cool" demeanor. Yes, he's got this under control!!]

...You can keep doing that. I thought you wanted something. [smooth.]

[It would be odd to do now, after it's been pointed out... He really thinks this, so instead he slides his hands up, one into Leon's hair and one to the back of his neck.]

This is still admiring you, for the record. [why is he like this... anyway] I want you to kiss me again.

[O h . . . Admiring him. Admiring him and wanting to be kissed. His heart flips at an answer like that, but he's happy to oblige. With his one hand still firmly at the small of D's back, his other angles D's chin so that he can lean to kiss him easily. It's not so short, this time.]

[Much better than the stuttering! And it's much easier in bed, at this angle, to really fit his body against Leon's as he tilts his head into the kiss. He's been kissed before, and passionately, but Leon's stop-and-go confidence is still somehow much more enticing. It's different when someone kisses him because they want to, and not because they want something from him (like for example, body parts). The thought strikes him as completely obvious only seconds after he thinks it in the first place, but he's not sure he'd trade the way his heart nearly bursts each time Leon kisses him for something silly like logical reasoning.

That seems like a thing that happens to other people. Other people who aren't more than happy to stop thinking every now and then and get some kissing done. D thinks he is very smoothly managing this, all things considered. Wiggling his foot at Leon's ankles to try and tangle their legs together is very smooth, he knows, on top of all the other needy octopus things he's doing.]

[D is probably smoother than Leon, but Leon has still become very aware of just how eager D is for all of this. The wiggling to attempt to tangle their legs is given into easily, but the whole time is spent thinking something along the lines of wow, he really is into this.

He's not sure why it's so surprising. D has always been this mysterious person he couldn't figure out all the way, and now he was kissing him and leaving him wanting for more. It was... certainly exciting.

His own clumsy eagerness is how he pushes forward. His legs slide up, around and closer with D's, and he kisses deeper. Fingers curl in place, and even in the middle of all of this, he can feel his face heating up. Somehow, all of this is easier when it's just some hot girl... This has so much thinking. When was the last time he was this into someone?]

[Don't think about your exes in bed with someone new, Leon. That's rude. D might be smoother than Leon to start, but he still goes to pieces whenever Leon responds like this. He might be clumsy but he's just as into this as D, and how could he turn that down?

It's really not a surprise that Leon is kind of stop-and-go with his clumsy advances, but it's... weirdly attractive... D gives himself over completely to Leon's arms around him, putting all of his energy into the kiss and curling his fingers into his hair. He'll do his best not to get light-headed this time, and everything! He's so into this...

But wait, a quick break-] Are you blushing?

[that's fucking cute, stop!!]

[Don't point it out when he's trying to keep his confidence consistent! His shock makes him exhale suddenly, blinking a few times to try and keep the flush from worsening. Don't look at how his cheeks pink cutely—]

I'm just hot! Do you want to talk or kiss? [It's all he can manage to stammer in reply, right now, fingers twitching.]

[It's too late, he's already looked and it was already cute, disgusting. He's still really close... he fiddles with Leon's hair a little, very content with this arrangement.

He wants to Sass, also.]

I thought you wanted to go to sleep.

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