teaism | 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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Which part of being on the beach is 'not enjoying the beach'? I don't like to swim.

You can stand in the water with me.

[there is no "no" here]

I would prefer to watch you stand in the water from the sand.

[no no no no no no]

[that's LAME, who DOES THAT... only nerds]

That's not any fun! You can argue all you want, but I'll drag you in with me. [D can Deal with it.]

[ummmmm at least he won't be in the sea, because he will Never be.]

Perhaps all of our vacations will be in the mountains instead.

Yeah, whatever. You can try to avoid it, but if we're going out, you have to get out of your comfort zone.

[He's said it... He said the words!! Also he's not against literally shoving D out the door while he's groggy and grumpy at 7 am.]

[7am... that's torture! Don't be cruel to him when he's half asleep.

And honestly, dating is outside of his comfort zone period, but that's too rude to say even for D.]

Then I wish you luck, but I am telling you now I will not be going for a swim.

Uh huh.

[Whatever... this is all a silly conversation because they're shy about kissing, anyway. He loosens his grip on D's hand just to lean closer to him and kiss at his jaw. Hmm.]

What else do you wanna interrupt me with?

[Hmm. Well, if he's being given the choice...]

I will surprise you. I'm looking forward to earning my next "shut up."

Shut up.

[This time, that one's accompanied by a tiny smile and another kiss. Shhh. Anyway, he's just going to move his hand to brush some of D's hair to the side and watch him. This is fine.]

[That really shouldn't be cute, be on notice for the day that's not cute anymore. Whenever that is.]

I said "earn," my dear... [don't stare at him, he'll actually maybe kinda blush a little. He's blushing, end his life.]

[Leon does what's probably worse than pointing it out: he says nothing and stares. Those are pink cheeks, aren't they... It's cute. The hand that had brushed hair aside touches one of D's cheeks, and Leon is at a loss for words. He feels like such a doof, just staring quietly like this, but D is pretty...]

[Stop staring at him... That's D's thing. There's nowhere else to look when they're this close, either.]

...Leon.

H-huh?

[He's caught off guard by his name, blinking a few times but still not looking away. How does he stop staring now that they have this...!!]

[Wow... He won't have to figure it out, since now D is wiggling his other hand up to just put it over his eyes with a short sigh. Stop staring!!]

[What... that's not fair!! Leon's reaction to that is to frown before his hands move to pinch at D's cheeks.]

[Like that is fair?? D's not removing this hand even for juvenile pinching.]

What is that for?

Because you're covering my eyes. Your cheeks were pink, I'm just giving them reason to be.

[Piiiiinch...]

If you would refrain from staring... [ugh] Let go of my face, dear.

It's not my fault I can't see where I'm grabbing.

[He wiggles his pinching fingers for a bit longer before he has mercy and lets go. He's too proud of himself for acting like a child...]

[He deserves... every petty thing D does for the next week. Or rather, D waits an extra couple seconds after Leon lets go to pull his hand away from his eyes finally, out of principle, and continues to not-really-frown at him.]

I've never met a more impossible man than you.

But I guess I'm your type, huh?

[Now he's gotten to the stage where he'll occasionally rub this in. Yeah, he might be a dork, but you like him! That sort of thing. He'll take what he can get. He's still smiling, so at least there's that.]

[Ah, time to break up with him to spare himself the shame, good point. He slides both his hands to the back of Leon's neck and threads his fingers together.]

Yes, I'm just so attracted to arguing and secondhand smoke.

[half true]

You haven't kicked me out yet.

[He's learning. D better deal with this quickly!! For right now, he's just going to enjoy their closeness with another kiss to D's jaw... this is fine. This isn't bad at all. Will they get any sleep? Maybe not as early as he usually does, but... That's okay. He doesn't have work to worry about right now.]

I'd have you sleep in one of the back rooms, first.

[You know, with the animals. This is a step up from leaving him in a gutter, at least, and this time he won't reiterate how crazy he is with that "never ever let you leave" business. Keeping him placated with kisses is working...]

And you would have to make your own meals.

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