[cute...... there really is something so sweet about making itsuki blush. buzen's expression softens automatically and he goes right back to pressing quick kisses to those pink cheeks]
Good. I want to be the one that makes you happiest - that's how I want to be selfish.
[it's still an act of service in place of selfishness - but it doesn't change that it is something that buzen boldly wants.
[itsuki threads his hand through buzen's, his mouth quirking up in an amused smile.]
I like it when you are. [selfish, even if it's for itsuki's sake. he can't imagine buzen saying the word so easily back when they first met.
they can be selfish together, can't they? itsuki thinks they can. selfish for each other. how bad can a word really be, when it's applied to them?
the ice cream stall owner clears their throat. this is like a repeat at the boba stand. they hold out the couple's menu without being asked becaus it's obvious to god and everyone that itsuki and buzen are together???]
itsuki leans in so he can apparently look at this menu that buzen's holding up, but what he actually does is smooch buzen again because it's very convenient that they have this menu that will block them from sight! wow!
[google says that it's sweet and sour and salty so it'll be something for sure,]
Let's get another flavor too. [hmmmmmmmm]
Rocky 'Gotta Go Fast' Road...?
[what's fast about this................ maybe buzen will be able to figure it out
Itsuki reaches for the wallet and realizes that Buzen took it from him earlier when he was FEELING HIM UP, so it's his turn to stick his hand in Buzen's pocket. he refrains from being more horny about it than he would in order to pay this vendor and get their ice creams]
[buzen isn't going to be shy.... he won't even use the spoon if itsuki's just holding it out to him then he's going to just press his face against it so he can have a licky....]
It's tasty! Try some!
[he'll reach out to take the umeboshi one...? just so itsuki isn't holding both,]
he can take the umeboshi one yeah but before he does itsuki will lean in to kiss him again, because buzen apparently pressed his face against the ice cream cone.]
Mm, you're right. [he licks his lips, smiling] It is good. Very sweet.
[he'll take a bite of the umeboshi too since buzen's holding it. they're really just eating the ice cream the other person's holding huh,
but also seeing his face with the ice cream.... buzen will just proceed to bring the umeboshi-flavored ice cream closed to himself again as he takes a few licks of it]
itsuki immediately takes the ice cream away from buzen, the way he can only do this because buzen's brain is currently frozen,]
Here, put your tongue against the roof of your mouth. It'll help warm you up.
[imagine itsuki was like 'let me french kiss you to health again' but he's too worried to be horny, he tugs Buzen away from the street and towards the front of a cafe, so he can fret over buzen without blocking traffic]
he goes along with the leading, doing what itsuki asks which at least sort of eases the surprise achey.... and he just looks more amused than anything?]
[itsuki will just... place the ice cream in the wastepaper bin... goodbye umeboshi, and stick his cold hand under his arm in an attempt to warm it faster,
he's still worried?? but he relaxes a little when he sees buzen 'in pain but also amused' expression,]
That's because you eat really fast.
[HE VACUUMED UP THE BOBA AND THE ICE CREAM!!! he blows on his hand and then gently puts it on Buzen's forehead to warm him]
Do you do that with hot foods too? How often do you burn your tongue...
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Good. I want to be the one that makes you happiest - that's how I want to be selfish.
[it's still an act of service in place of selfishness - but it doesn't change that it is something that buzen boldly wants.
it means something to him, too.]
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I like it when you are. [selfish, even if it's for itsuki's sake. he can't imagine buzen saying the word so easily back when they first met.
they can be selfish together, can't they? itsuki thinks they can. selfish for each other. how bad can a word really be, when it's applied to them?
the ice cream stall owner clears their throat. this is like a repeat at the boba stand. they hold out the couple's menu without being asked becaus it's obvious to god and everyone that itsuki and buzen are together???]
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but buzen will still chipperly say:] Thanks so much!
[and then take the menu so he can hold it up for them both to look through....]
Which one do you want, Suki?
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itsuki leans in so he can apparently look at this menu that buzen's holding up, but what he actually does is smooch buzen again because it's very convenient that they have this menu that will block them from sight! wow!
please pick ur ice cream flavor itsuki]
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buzen will give itsuki this kiss, because of course he does, even following up with a second one.....
but when he eventually pulls away - ]
I don't think that's on the menu?
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You're sweet enough to be. [i'm shaking, anyway
he finally looks at the menu so he can stop holding up the line, he points...]
What about this one? Umeboshi...?
[umeboshi ice cream...... it reminds him of buzen u_u he's just really gay]
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[buzen, confused: am i sweet? am i cute?
anyway he's just going to just shrug]
Sure, that sounds... interesting.
[he can't say good but like
you know
he's willing to try new things,]
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Let's get another flavor too. [hmmmmmmmm]
Rocky 'Gotta Go Fast' Road...?
[what's fast about this................ maybe buzen will be able to figure it out
Itsuki reaches for the wallet and realizes that Buzen took it from him earlier when he was FEELING HIM UP, so it's his turn to stick his hand in Buzen's pocket. he refrains from being more horny about it than he would in order to pay this vendor and get their ice creams]
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but he is a simpleton so - ]
Oh yeah! Let's get it if it's fast!
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cones acquired... they can finally move away from this stall now]
Here you go.
[the rocky road has a little spoon with a handle that's shaped like a car.... and a little black and white checkered flag. that's why it's fast?????
itsuki holds it out for buzen,]
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[buzen isn't going to be shy.... he won't even use the spoon if itsuki's just holding it out to him then he's going to just press his face against it so he can have a licky....]
It's tasty! Try some!
[he'll reach out to take the umeboshi one...? just so itsuki isn't holding both,]
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he can take the umeboshi one yeah but before he does itsuki will lean in to kiss him again, because buzen apparently pressed his face against the ice cream cone.]
Mm, you're right. [he licks his lips, smiling] It is good. Very sweet.
[he'll take a bite of the umeboshi too since buzen's holding it. they're really just eating the ice cream the other person's holding huh,
he squints]
Hm.
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... did you really taste anything that way?
[why is itsuki like this
but also seeing his face with the ice cream.... buzen will just proceed to bring the umeboshi-flavored ice cream closed to himself again as he takes a few licks of it]
Eh.....
Haha, weird! I'll eat this one, Suki.
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No, it's fine... It just wasn't what I expected.
[IT'S NOT BAD??? it is weird though, he'll carry... wait he's carrying the rocky road??? he holds it out for buzen and gestures for the umeboshi one,]
I'll take that one.
[imagine this is their second fight]
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holds the umeboshi one out further so that itsuki can't reach it even as buzen leans in to give him a little kissy]
No.
[and then he'll just start walking, eating the umeboshi ice cream very quickly.... he's gonna get brainfreeze]
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?????? NO?????
he follows after???]
Wait -- don't eat it that fast!
[BUZEN UR BRAIN]
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he makes it through like. so much of the ice cream. like 1/3rd of it. before he pauses, closes his eyes, and
confused:] ... ow....?
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itsuki immediately takes the ice cream away from buzen, the way he can only do this because buzen's brain is currently frozen,]
Here, put your tongue against the roof of your mouth. It'll help warm you up.
[imagine itsuki was like 'let me french kiss you to health again' but he's too worried to be horny, he tugs Buzen away from the street and towards the front of a cafe, so he can fret over buzen without blocking traffic]
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he goes along with the leading, doing what itsuki asks which at least sort of eases the surprise achey.... and he just looks more amused than anything?]
... food is more dangerous than I thought...
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he's still worried?? but he relaxes a little when he sees buzen 'in pain but also amused' expression,]
That's because you eat really fast.
[HE VACUUMED UP THE BOBA AND THE ICE CREAM!!! he blows on his hand and then gently puts it on Buzen's forehead to warm him]
Do you do that with hot foods too? How often do you burn your tongue...
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It depends on if it looks hot?
[so all the time,]
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puppy.... wait no, this is the opposite of scolding... can itsuki even scold buzen, is it possible]
Just be careful next time, okay?
[buzen will probably not... itsuki casts about for a Good Reason]
I can't kiss you if you burn your tongue or get brain freeze.
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Why not?
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he slides his hand down to buzen's cheek and pinches it lightly]
Because it'd hurt?
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I don't think it'd be that bad....
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