except for now, as he grabs Buzen's hand and heads to a rental place, that he ends up having to look at a map and ask directions for but it's okay because he's only a top when it comes to travel minutiae and being a malewife,
he raises his eyebrows when the owner tells him the price,]
-- That much just for a day?
[he can't tell if this is like -- average or too expensive. sometimes ur not familiar with future currency. there's a poster next to the booth that has buzen's favorite words on it like MOTORBIKE! AUTOMOBILE! RACE! and also the exact amount of money the owner just mentioned on the bottom, but itsuki hasn't seen it yet,]
[buzen just winks, entirely confident. he will goes to take out the wallet again and then go to make the exchange with the shopkeeper, getting additional details on when and where exactly the race is.
if they rush to the beach now, they should be able to make it.]
Let's get going, Suki! We'll go as fast as we can!
itsuki laughs, because he can't not at buzen's enthusiasm,]
Mm, okay. I believe in you. [the shop owner leads them to the bike and hands the keys over to buzen, and also helmets??? itsuki takes one -- did they even wear helmets back at the prism????
and holds the other out for buzen, is this gonna be another goggles situation]
[hilariously no, buzen understands that being on a bike going at insane speeds probably means a helmet is a good idea. he just doesn't think sea water can hurt him!
so he'll take the helmet easily, waving goodbye to the store owner and saying his thanks again. then he'll guide the bike out to the front of the store, over to the street, and immediately get on. he looks every bit the part of a biker, this is his aesthetic.
he scoots up so that there's plenty of room for itsuki behind him.]
Ready to head out? Hold on tight. It'll be like we're racing Malik-san and Chi-chan all over again.
[the bad thing about wearing a helmet is that itsuki can't press his face against buzen's shoulders..... he'll have to settle for wrapping his arms around him instead as he slides on behind him,]
Yeah? I'll be impressed if we meet anyone as determined as they were.
[manatsu combination was pretty powerful... though of course itsuki believes in buzen the most... he squeezes buzen's waist,]
but! buzen just grins at that, he's very sure of himself too. he lets his hands run over the handles like he knows it like the back of his hand - for some reason, he does - and then he immediately sends them tearing off into the street.
the speed is intense, as is the way that buzen weaves through traffic purely because he doesn't want to slow down or wait. he doesn't outright run through any red lights, but there are a few close yellows.
this continues up until they get on the highway that leads them to the ocean and he all but burns the rubber on the motorcycle, pushing it to its very limits of speed as he sends them across the road as fast as possible. at least there's no times they're launched suddenly like on rainbow road?]
the speed really is intense, but itsuki enjoys the experience. it's familiar, even comforting in a way. he doesn't have buzen's affinity for speed, hasn't ever come close to matching it, which is why he's been happy to mostly observe from the sidelines. just watching buzen run on ahead and run back to him. he likes watching buzen run.
but he likes riding on a bike with him even more. this way, he can share some of that speed. he can stick close to buzen throughout the entire ride, and not have to wait patiently for him to come back instead. his hands grip tighter from where his arms are wrapped around buzen, and he presses even closer to him as they get onto the highway.
rainbow road had its charms, but itsuki likes the scenery now: the stores and buildings and concrete making way for the long stretch of boardwalk on their left, and then finally -- sand, and the distinct sound of waves.
he hasn't seen the beach since the one in the dream they shared, and itsuki marvels at the sight of it now. there's a parking lot further up ahead, and it seems more crowded than usual, thanks to the black and white flags snapping in the wind where a variety of motorbikes and cars stand idle.
once they slow down enough for buzen to hear him, itsuki flips the visor of his helmet up]
but! buzen will let them pull into the parking lot, bringing the motorcycle to a slow in one of the free spaces, pulling off his entire helmet and running a hand through his hair like he belongs on the front of a sports magazine. he glances over his shoulder back and itsuki and grins, confident and sure.]
Why wouldn't we have?
[he can't give itsuki a proper kiss like this but he'll kiss the tip of his nose before he drops the kickstand to the bike in one smooth motion and then swings his leg over to hop off.]
[im glad u caught up with AnY can't wait to see jae-ha now
pictured: buzen. itsuki takes off his helmet too, and his hair is loose since he pulled off his pin before putting it on earlier. me realizing that he could probably do the hair flip since his hair's long enough but he can't pull off the same level of casual sexy as buzen can so he will not,
instead he'll grab the lapel of buzen's biker jacket and pull him in for a proper kiss, a quick one since they're running out of time,]
[ALWKEHGAKLWEHGWEG i'm sure itsuki could manage some level of casual sexy
but buzen will go in easily for the kiss, leaving his helmet in itsuki's hands. he gives him a second kiss afterward in thanks before pulling away, grinning bright.]
Thanks. I'll be back.
[a simple little promise before he turns to head over to where the sign-ups for the races are. he easily gives the information and gets them all settled, and is told that the race will be starting soon!
but itsuki will actually get a little text on his phone first?]
THE CHAMPION OF THE RACES IS HERE I'M GONNA MEET HIM BE BACK SOON 😋💚💫🚀🥇
[he hasn't been without buzen since the date started....... itsuki who is needy 24/7 decides to head into the crowd to see if he can find him, maybe he's just being yan for no reason? maybe buzen is on his way back?
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Was I....?
[STOP BEING CONFUSED]
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Well -- it's not like you were trying to do that. You were just being sincere... But that's why it was so effective...
[also itsuki taught buzen to kiss people as gestures of friendship,]
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[he looks so interested in this as if he is hearing it all for the first time and was not at all involved,]
I really can't tell when I'm hitting on you or not....
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-- Check to see if I'm blushing.
[this is a good method if itsuki didn't blush all the time]
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I must hit on you a lot.
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he puts his face in his hands]
No... I just like you a lot...
[itsuki like 'i love a morosexual but
what if
im the moron?']
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buzen is just laughing, moving to encourage itsuki into his arms in the middle of this nice shopping center. hug....]
I like you, too. So much.
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I still don't know why you do, but... I'm glad. I'm never letting you go.
[he's buzen's... he's buzen's stupid, needy, yan-adjacent boyfriend,]
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and buzen just laughs, even as he turns his head to nuzzle against itsuki's cheek]
I haven't told you enough? Or are you just looking for more compliments?
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I said I don't know why -- not that I don't believe you? ...If you give me more compliments then I'm just gonna stand here and be embarrassed again.
[he is genuinely so hot right now he's been blushing nonstop for most of this thread wow,]
C'mon, let's get you a motorbike.
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but also buzen is easily distracted, his whole expression lighting up]
Oh! Yeah! Let's go...!!
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except for now, as he grabs Buzen's hand and heads to a rental place, that he ends up having to look at a map and ask directions for but it's okay because he's only a top when it comes to travel minutiae and being a malewife,
he raises his eyebrows when the owner tells him the price,]
-- That much just for a day?
[he can't tell if this is like -- average or too expensive. sometimes ur not familiar with future currency. there's a poster next to the booth that has buzen's favorite words on it like MOTORBIKE! AUTOMOBILE! RACE! and also the exact amount of money the owner just mentioned on the bottom, but itsuki hasn't seen it yet,]
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which is why he catches the sight of the poster before he does, and it makes him grin.]
That's fine! We'll make it all back in no time.
[BUZEN IS JUST READY TO RISK IT ALL,]
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[??? BUZEN??? itsuki takes a moment to ??? before he also sees this poster, ah.]
Oh. I guess we will, huh?
[THE UTTER CONFIDENCE ITSUKI HAS IN BUZEN]
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if they rush to the beach now, they should be able to make it.]
Let's get going, Suki! We'll go as fast as we can!
[and not obey traffic laws!]
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itsuki laughs, because he can't not at buzen's enthusiasm,]
Mm, okay. I believe in you. [the shop owner leads them to the bike and hands the keys over to buzen, and also helmets??? itsuki takes one -- did they even wear helmets back at the prism????
and holds the other out for buzen, is this gonna be another goggles situation]
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so he'll take the helmet easily, waving goodbye to the store owner and saying his thanks again. then he'll guide the bike out to the front of the store, over to the street, and immediately get on. he looks every bit the part of a biker, this is his aesthetic.
he scoots up so that there's plenty of room for itsuki behind him.]
Ready to head out? Hold on tight. It'll be like we're racing Malik-san and Chi-chan all over again.
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Yeah? I'll be impressed if we meet anyone as determined as they were.
[manatsu combination was pretty powerful... though of course itsuki believes in buzen the most... he squeezes buzen's waist,]
Ready when you are.
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but! buzen just grins at that, he's very sure of himself too. he lets his hands run over the handles like he knows it like the back of his hand - for some reason, he does - and then he immediately sends them tearing off into the street.
the speed is intense, as is the way that buzen weaves through traffic purely because he doesn't want to slow down or wait. he doesn't outright run through any red lights, but there are a few close yellows.
this continues up until they get on the highway that leads them to the ocean and he all but burns the rubber on the motorcycle, pushing it to its very limits of speed as he sends them across the road as fast as possible. at least there's no times they're launched suddenly like on rainbow road?]
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the speed really is intense, but itsuki enjoys the experience. it's familiar, even comforting in a way. he doesn't have buzen's affinity for speed, hasn't ever come close to matching it, which is why he's been happy to mostly observe from the sidelines. just watching buzen run on ahead and run back to him. he likes watching buzen run.
but he likes riding on a bike with him even more. this way, he can share some of that speed. he can stick close to buzen throughout the entire ride, and not have to wait patiently for him to come back instead. his hands grip tighter from where his arms are wrapped around buzen, and he presses even closer to him as they get onto the highway.
rainbow road had its charms, but itsuki likes the scenery now: the stores and buildings and concrete making way for the long stretch of boardwalk on their left, and then finally -- sand, and the distinct sound of waves.
he hasn't seen the beach since the one in the dream they shared, and itsuki marvels at the sight of it now. there's a parking lot further up ahead, and it seems more crowded than usual, thanks to the black and white flags snapping in the wind where a variety of motorbikes and cars stand idle.
once they slow down enough for buzen to hear him, itsuki flips the visor of his helmet up]
We really did make it in time.
[he says like there was ever a doubt???]
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but! buzen will let them pull into the parking lot, bringing the motorcycle to a slow in one of the free spaces, pulling off his entire helmet and running a hand through his hair like he belongs on the front of a sports magazine. he glances over his shoulder back and itsuki and grins, confident and sure.]
Why wouldn't we have?
[he can't give itsuki a proper kiss like this but he'll kiss the tip of his nose before he drops the kickstand to the bike in one smooth motion and then swings his leg over to hop off.]
I'll get us all settled for the race.
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pictured: buzen. itsuki takes off his helmet too, and his hair is loose since he pulled off his pin before putting it on earlier. me realizing that he could probably do the hair flip since his hair's long enough but he can't pull off the same level of casual sexy as buzen can so he will not,
instead he'll grab the lapel of buzen's biker jacket and pull him in for a proper kiss, a quick one since they're running out of time,]
Here, I'll hold onto your helmet.
[let him carry stuff as he waits!!!]
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but buzen will go in easily for the kiss, leaving his helmet in itsuki's hands. he gives him a second kiss afterward in thanks before pulling away, grinning bright.]
Thanks. I'll be back.
[a simple little promise before he turns to head over to where the sign-ups for the races are. he easily gives the information and gets them all settled, and is told that the race will be starting soon!
but itsuki will actually get a little text on his phone first?]
THE CHAMPION OF THE RACES IS HERE
I'M GONNA MEET HIM
BE BACK SOON
😋💚💫🚀🥇
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itsuki after 5 min: i feel a chill in the air]
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itsuki: buzen... doko? :o]
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