[ 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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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?