[ So Mista somehow managed to find the one suit that not only fulfils his extremely unique sense of style, but also manages to make him look positively handsome and stunning. He also has no hat on, which is a bonus. Josuke, of course, has no problem with the guy's usual fashion sense, but it's a fact that he looks way better when his hair can actually be seen. ]
Whoa. I really like it, man. You look ... You look good like this. [ The bowtie adds a little bit of camp to the entire ensemble and it's honestly cute. The only thing missing from the outfit, in Josuke's opinion, is some sort of pin. He walks closer, giving that bowtie a fluff. ]
[ The moment he came in closer Mista felt a soothing wave of warmth pull over him, he couldn't explain it but being around Josuke made him feel comfortable. It felt strangely natural to be here with him like this, the touch to his bowtie terribly affectionate in it's execution.
He was flustered and absolutely tongue-tied, mouth opening to say something and only managing a soft laugh before reaching up to rest his hand on top of Josuke's. Was that too much? Was it too gay? He was still trying to figure this whole thing out. ]
Yeah, it took a couple of tries but I think it turned out all right. Maybe. It's probably too cheesy, isn't it?
[ It was a way of deflecting for just a moment, trying to organise his thoughts. ]
Eh? Well, I just saw it and thought it suit me ... [ Or so he pretends to be modest when he really does think he looks great. ]
[ But it was strangely natural to be near the other boy. He's just a comfortable presence at this point, and one he wants to be near. His face starts to feel a little warm when Mista's hand rests over his, and he shifts it, taking the other boy's hand. ]
It's not cheesy at all. You look like one of those ... fancy rich people, on the red carpet. Really expensive.
[ And with Josuke's love for expensive looks, this is really to his taste. He clasps Mista's hand in both of his. ]
... I thought it was about time, we did something like this. [ Considering how they've kissed, cuddled and even slept together.] I mean, a date should usually come before everything else but the moons make things kinda messy.
[ It's hard not to notice the fact that there's no shirt under that suit, his eyes drifting down and then back up just as quickly. Not cool Mista, don't stare, he looked good and he pulled it off but there wasn't a need to make it more than that. Or at least as obvious as it had been for a second.
Warm and fuzzy, it was stupid good how this felt but maybe it wasn't embarrassment so much as it was being unsure of how to actually go on a date. He'd seen a plethora of movies on the subject and yet it was still something that seemed strange in that nice sort of way. Muddle through just like any other romantic lead, right? Even he could manage that. He was ready to make a joke about how it wasn't all about looking expensive, but the way that Josuke took his hand was soft that thought was lost with another fluster. ]
Y-yeah, I mean, more than a little messy. Mishaps are kind of a given with this kind of thing, but the moons are pretty damn intense, you know?
[ He stopped himself short, shaking his head and bringing his hand up to rest on the other boy's shoulder and offer a wide smile. ]
But, man, I...I don't regret any of it, not even a little bit.
[ He did notice Mista's eyes travelling down his chest and then back up. It both embarrasses him, his cheeks tinting pink, and makes him swell in some pride. He dresses to impress and has some pride in his looks. It's nice when the person he's trying to look nice for notices.
Since they've gotten closer now, and Josuke's gained a bit more confidence in this area since he first arrived in Lunatia, he lets himself be a bit cheeky. ]
You do like it. Maybe I should show up in clothes like these more often. [ He tugs at the opening at his chest, pulling the fabric aside to show more skin. ]
[ He might have been acting cheeky right now but it was endearing, probably more endearing than it should have been. Still he laughed, stealing a glance as that extra flash of skin was offered. ]
Yeah, I do, didn't I already tell you that you look amazing? I meant it.
[ He reached out, bringing his gaze back up to Josuke's eyes as he gently tugged that fabric back into place. ]
You look great in everything, but I wouldn't mind seeing a little more of you like this. It's a good look, I'm pretty sure I couldn't pull off anything like it...
[ And there it was, the flash of a bright smile again. ]
...let's get through this date first, okay? Then if you wanna...maybe...
[ Josuke can feel his heart swelling up with fondness at that smile. He meant to be a bit of a tease, and the reaction he had gotten was surprisingly genuine. In fact, the praise makes him blush. If Mista wants to see him in more outfits like this, he considers showing up in other similar outfits.
His interest is piqued when Mista starts trailing off, and the implication both excites him and embarrasses him. He's definitely thinking about that 'maybe', what they could do at the end of the night. Josuke takes both of Mista's hands, stepping in closer now -- close enough for their noses to almost touch and the front of his pompadour to press gently against Mista's head. ] Yeah? 'Maybe' ...? Don't think I heard you clearly there. What do you wanna do?
[ He had initially trailed off because he felt like he was embarrassing himself, getting ahead of everything by considering how the night might end. Heat rose to his cheeks again as he found their faces close together, close enough for Josuke to feel that warmth resonating from him. ]
...if you wanna...uhh...
[ Shit, shit, shit. They'd been far more intimate than this, he wasn't ashamed but saying it was different than getting lost in the moment. He wasn't sure how to deflect it at all, reaching up to tap him on the shoulder lightly. ]
Come on, man, don't make me say it! If you wanna show me a little more, that's all I was trying to say!
[ This guy -- he's so cute. Josuke feels his heart swelling up with fondness as he watches the other boy struggling to get his words out in that bashful way. Josuke clasps Mista's hands, closing the distance between them as he leans in to kiss him chastely on the lips. He then angles his face so he can whisper directly into Mista's ear. ]
[ Okay, that had been unexpectedly smooth and alluring, a shiver moving down his spine as he swallowed nervously. It’s not as if he needed to be worried or anxious, but the fact that it came so easily to Josuke was endearing.
He tried not to lean into all of that too eagerly, resting his forehead against the other boy's shoulder as he felt the warmth of that breath on his ear. He was definitely still embarrassed, but it the tension in his stomach was warm and somehow soft. ]
Date first, then we'll see about showing each other everything...
[ He squeezed Josuke's hands before he pulled away with a step back, tugging the other boy along with him and letting out a laugh. ]
...I hope you know how to dance because I'm not sure I do.
[ He does find it coming naturally to him now that he's gotten himself comfortable with the other body. Josuke's just following what his innate desire for affection and closeness brings him, not too concerned now about what's the acceptable or unacceptable way to act. A lot of his confidence has to do with the trust that they've built.
He likes their momentarily proximity, but he's alright with it being broken too, eager to patiently ride out the night. The tug is a good enough cue for him to walk, and he falls into pace. ]
Someone was teaching me, but I don't think it's the kinda dancing they're gonna be doing inside. [ That 'someone' being Narancia. Josuke's not about to bring him up and sullen the mood, however. ] Who gives a shit, right? If anyone's judges us we'll tell them to eat shit.
Well, yeah, that's kind of what I mean. I'm guessing this is a little more formal, I can move but you're right. Who cares what it looks like, so long as we make it a good time.
[ There was a shrug as he pulled his hands away from Josuke, letting out a slightly obnoxious laugh. ]
And if anyone really pushes it I guess we'll just have to kick their ass!
[ It was a statement that he didn't even really have to think about, flashing his friend another smile before reaching for his hand again. He wasn't really thinking about it, but at the moment it felt nice and natural to take his hand and lace their fingers together.
This is fine, right? Surely at this point holding hands in public was a non-issue. Maybe. At least he hoped as much when he glanced down and realised what he'd done, giving that hand a nervous little squeeze. ]
'Course, man. [ Except, he probably wouldn't hit someone for insulting his dancing ability. He agrees with the sentiment.
The hand-holding feels completely natural. With all they have been through, it's not out of place at all. Their hands joined, Josuke walks Mista into the ballroom. ] Come to think of it, I haven't shown anyone the move I learned yet. It's the only one I had time to learn, but it's pretty slick.
[ That move, of course, is the Micheal Jackson toe-stand. ]
[ The truth was that Mista would have enough fight in him for the both of them, but hopefully it would never come to that. The look that followed his statement was a one of genuine curiosity, Mista tilting his head slightly. ]
Oh yeah? You just learn it or what? Or is it something super complicated?
[ He didn't really wait for an answer, pulling his date along toward the dance floor and gesturing toward it. ]
Show me what you've got and I'll show you what I can do.
[ And just pray that a slow song doesn't come on right away. ]
Okay! I didn't get many lessons [ Since Narancia disappeared. ] but I've mastered this move.
[ He's almost-mastered it, anyway. Josuke needs to hold on to Mista's shoulder for initial support, but he eventually pushes himself off and stands on the very tips of his toes, shooting fingerguns in Mista's direction. Basically.]
Check it out!
shhh this is what it looks like to have a good time
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Whoa. I really like it, man. You look ... You look good like this. [ The bowtie adds a little bit of camp to the entire ensemble and it's honestly cute. The only thing missing from the outfit, in Josuke's opinion, is some sort of pin. He walks closer, giving that bowtie a fluff. ]
You tied this yourself?
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He was flustered and absolutely tongue-tied, mouth opening to say something and only managing a soft laugh before reaching up to rest his hand on top of Josuke's. Was that too much? Was it too gay? He was still trying to figure this whole thing out. ]
Yeah, it took a couple of tries but I think it turned out all right. Maybe. It's probably too cheesy, isn't it?
[ It was a way of deflecting for just a moment, trying to organise his thoughts. ]
I mean, you look amazing...!
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[ But it was strangely natural to be near the other boy. He's just a comfortable presence at this point, and one he wants to be near. His face starts to feel a little warm when Mista's hand rests over his, and he shifts it, taking the other boy's hand. ]
It's not cheesy at all. You look like one of those ... fancy rich people, on the red carpet. Really expensive.
[ And with Josuke's love for expensive looks, this is really to his taste. He clasps Mista's hand in both of his. ]
... I thought it was about time, we did something like this. [ Considering how they've kissed, cuddled and even slept together.] I mean, a date should usually come before everything else but the moons make things kinda messy.
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Warm and fuzzy, it was stupid good how this felt but maybe it wasn't embarrassment so much as it was being unsure of how to actually go on a date. He'd seen a plethora of movies on the subject and yet it was still something that seemed strange in that nice sort of way. Muddle through just like any other romantic lead, right? Even he could manage that. He was ready to make a joke about how it wasn't all about looking expensive, but the way that Josuke took his hand was soft that thought was lost with another fluster. ]
Y-yeah, I mean, more than a little messy. Mishaps are kind of a given with this kind of thing, but the moons are pretty damn intense, you know?
[ He stopped himself short, shaking his head and bringing his hand up to rest on the other boy's shoulder and offer a wide smile. ]
But, man, I...I don't regret any of it, not even a little bit.
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Since they've gotten closer now, and Josuke's gained a bit more confidence in this area since he first arrived in Lunatia, he lets himself be a bit cheeky. ]
You do like it. Maybe I should show up in clothes like these more often. [ He tugs at the opening at his chest, pulling the fabric aside to show more skin. ]
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Yeah, I do, didn't I already tell you that you look amazing? I meant it.
[ He reached out, bringing his gaze back up to Josuke's eyes as he gently tugged that fabric back into place. ]
You look great in everything, but I wouldn't mind seeing a little more of you like this. It's a good look, I'm pretty sure I couldn't pull off anything like it...
[ And there it was, the flash of a bright smile again. ]
...let's get through this date first, okay? Then if you wanna...maybe...
[ Christ, what was he even saying? Just stop. ]
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His interest is piqued when Mista starts trailing off, and the implication both excites him and embarrasses him. He's definitely thinking about that 'maybe', what they could do at the end of the night. Josuke takes both of Mista's hands, stepping in closer now -- close enough for their noses to almost touch and the front of his pompadour to press gently against Mista's head. ] Yeah? 'Maybe' ...? Don't think I heard you clearly there. What do you wanna do?
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...if you wanna...uhh...
[ Shit, shit, shit. They'd been far more intimate than this, he wasn't ashamed but saying it was different than getting lost in the moment. He wasn't sure how to deflect it at all, reaching up to tap him on the shoulder lightly. ]
Come on, man, don't make me say it! If you wanna show me a little more, that's all I was trying to say!
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I'll show you everything. [ BRRUh.... ]
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He tried not to lean into all of that too eagerly, resting his forehead against the other boy's shoulder as he felt the warmth of that breath on his ear. He was definitely still embarrassed, but it the tension in his stomach was warm and somehow soft. ]
Date first, then we'll see about showing each other everything...
[ He squeezed Josuke's hands before he pulled away with a step back, tugging the other boy along with him and letting out a laugh. ]
...I hope you know how to dance because I'm not sure I do.
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He likes their momentarily proximity, but he's alright with it being broken too, eager to patiently ride out the night. The tug is a good enough cue for him to walk, and he falls into pace. ]
Someone was teaching me, but I don't think it's the kinda dancing they're gonna be doing inside. [ That 'someone' being Narancia. Josuke's not about to bring him up and sullen the mood, however. ] Who gives a shit, right? If anyone's judges us we'll tell them to eat shit.
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[ There was a shrug as he pulled his hands away from Josuke, letting out a slightly obnoxious laugh. ]
And if anyone really pushes it I guess we'll just have to kick their ass!
[ It was a statement that he didn't even really have to think about, flashing his friend another smile before reaching for his hand again. He wasn't really thinking about it, but at the moment it felt nice and natural to take his hand and lace their fingers together.
This is fine, right? Surely at this point holding hands in public was a non-issue. Maybe. At least he hoped as much when he glanced down and realised what he'd done, giving that hand a nervous little squeeze. ]
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The hand-holding feels completely natural. With all they have been through, it's not out of place at all. Their hands joined, Josuke walks Mista into the ballroom. ] Come to think of it, I haven't shown anyone the move I learned yet. It's the only one I had time to learn, but it's pretty slick.
[ That move, of course, is the Micheal Jackson toe-stand. ]
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Oh yeah? You just learn it or what? Or is it something super complicated?
[ He didn't really wait for an answer, pulling his date along toward the dance floor and gesturing toward it. ]
Show me what you've got and I'll show you what I can do.
[ And just pray that a slow song doesn't come on right away. ]
why are they doing this they look so stupid
[ He's almost-mastered it, anyway. Josuke needs to hold on to Mista's shoulder for initial support, but he eventually pushes himself off and stands on the very tips of his toes, shooting fingerguns in Mista's direction. Basically.]
Check it out!
shhh this is what it looks like to have a good time
Damn dude, that was pretty sweet! Maybe we could take lessons together or something and really tear it up next time...?
[ Was it weird that he was hoping there was going to be a next time? As in another date next time? ]
crawls in here after the tag drought
Uhh. Oh. I mean, this is pretty fun so far, so I'd be up for a 'next time' if you are.
rehydrates and blesses you before we ftb
[ He was embarrassed even when he said it, but somehow it wasn't something that he regretted. ]
You just tell me when and what and we'll do it, yeah? Unless I come up with something first...for now let's just do one thing at a time, okay?