[why doesn't he listen when people are talking - but he was already moving to follow after her, because he can hardly just let her go without showing his appreciation in some way. but if what she wants is food... then that's something he can answer more than easily!
with a skip in his step he catches up with her and probably too familiarly lets his hand fall to her waist, giving her a smile]
You know the waiting list for time with me is miles long - you're bound to make plenty of kittens jealous tonight... but for you, I'm helpless to your request.
casts a long look between the hand resting on her waist and then his face; brows furrowed like she's trying to make a very serious decision.
Wordlessly, she shrugs, as if to say "You know what, I'll allow it". She starts walking again, a mental chant of 'STEAK STEAK STEAK STEAK' being the only thing running through her thoughts at the moment. ]
Lucky me.
[ She snorts. ]
Just.. let your shitty fans know that if they try and pull any shit with me they're way in over their heads.
[ She says that more for the safety of any of the stupid, naive harpies who have decided to pick this (Hifumi's) hill to die on, than anything else. ]
The last one got off easy because I owed your dumbass. But I've paid my dues, so anyone who shows up at my apartment with a pair of scissors from this point on is fair game.
[There's a couple of problems with that - and it all shows on his face. Hifumi in host mode doesn't show all of his emotions as easily as he does without his suit, but he's an easy read regardless. He doesn't try to make it complicated for people... and there's a very obvious moment where his expression falls.]
Do they truly trouble you like that...? Ah, that simply won't do....
[He shakes his head and already seems to be concocting a plan...
That he won't voice as he instead switches subjects rather obviously - ]
Are we ordering anything to drink along with our dinner?
[ If she notices any of the tell's in his demeanor she says nothing and does nothing to make it known. All of it was his business, and likewise if any dumb sluts crossed paths with her then that was her business. ]
You're footing the bill, so uh– yeah? Duh?
[ Zero's restaurant of choice is unexpectedly somewhere very upscale, and very exclusive. It is however, very expectedly expensive. She looks out of place in her muddy boots and leather jacket, but the Yakuza and politicians that make up the bulk of this place's clientel seem to pay no mind.
Zero sips on a very expensive glass of scotch and peruses the menu like a fashion magazine. ]
Honestly, the expensive stuff tastes the same as the shitty stuff to me. But since I've got you and your wallet here I figured I'd order whatever had the biggest price tag.
[ She glances at him. ]
You sure you don't get in trouble for shit like this though? These after hours outings– disrupts your whole obtainable but unobtainable, untouched virgin shtick, right?
Name whatever your heart desires, kitten, and I'm more than happy to provide for you.
[A host, always a damn host - but there's something genuine in his words. He doesn't seem worried at all about the price tag, because that sure is just the type of person that Hifumi is. Did you know that this dumb bitch makes over a million a year, Gigi? I'm fucking exhausted. I'm complaining because every time I remember I have to complain.
Anyway.]
While I question whether or not the people who come to see me do so because it's implied that I'm a 'virgin'... [smh] I'd rather not let my work entirely prevent me from getting to spend time with the people that I choose to.
And tonight, that's your lovely self.
if dana kills me for this tag i leave her my most cursed minion
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[why doesn't he listen when people are talking - but he was already moving to follow after her, because he can hardly just let her go without showing his appreciation in some way. but if what she wants is food... then that's something he can answer more than easily!
with a skip in his step he catches up with her and probably too familiarly lets his hand fall to her waist, giving her a smile]
You know the waiting list for time with me is miles long - you're bound to make plenty of kittens jealous tonight... but for you, I'm helpless to your request.
[so that's a yes]
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casts a long look between the hand resting on her waist and then his face; brows furrowed like she's trying to make a very serious decision.
Wordlessly, she shrugs, as if to say "You know what, I'll allow it". She starts walking again, a mental chant of 'STEAK STEAK STEAK STEAK' being the only thing running through her thoughts at the moment. ]
Lucky me.
[ She snorts. ]
Just.. let your shitty fans know that if they try and pull any shit with me they're way in over their heads.
[ She says that more for the safety of any of the stupid, naive harpies who have decided to pick this (Hifumi's) hill to die on, than anything else. ]
The last one got off easy because I owed your dumbass. But I've paid my dues, so anyone who shows up at my apartment with a pair of scissors from this point on is fair game.
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Do they truly trouble you like that...? Ah, that simply won't do....
[He shakes his head and already seems to be concocting a plan...
That he won't voice as he instead switches subjects rather obviously - ]
Are we ordering anything to drink along with our dinner?
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You're footing the bill, so uh– yeah? Duh?
[ Zero's restaurant of choice is unexpectedly somewhere very upscale, and very exclusive. It is however, very expectedly expensive. She looks out of place in her muddy boots and leather jacket, but the Yakuza and politicians that make up the bulk of this place's clientel seem to pay no mind.
Zero sips on a very expensive glass of scotch and peruses the menu like a fashion magazine. ]
Honestly, the expensive stuff tastes the same as the shitty stuff to me. But since I've got you and your wallet here I figured I'd order whatever had the biggest price tag.
[ She glances at him. ]
You sure you don't get in trouble for shit like this though? These after hours outings– disrupts your whole obtainable but unobtainable, untouched virgin shtick, right?
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[A host, always a damn host - but there's something genuine in his words. He doesn't seem worried at all about the price tag, because that sure is just the type of person that Hifumi is. Did you know that this dumb bitch makes over a million a year, Gigi? I'm fucking exhausted. I'm complaining because every time I remember I have to complain.
Anyway.]
While I question whether or not the people who come to see me do so because it's implied that I'm a 'virgin'... [smh] I'd rather not let my work entirely prevent me from getting to spend time with the people that I choose to.
And tonight, that's your lovely self.
if dana kills me for this tag i leave her my most cursed minion
So, are you a virgin?