dumbshow | i have cut to the feeling on repeat

[ HE'S TRYING!!!! you jerk. ]

I can stop~

[ wow that's such a threat. but joe doesn't stop. in fact, he kisses daichi briefly, the corner of his mouth, before his hand glides up higher experimentally. basically if you're giving him the green light he's going to go go go. ]

[wow, such a dilemma... actually, if Joe wasn't Joe, and if a few hours of official dating hadn't followed the length of time they've known each other and all the total bullshit they've been through, Daichi would be less eager to green light him. he'd probably have awkwardly said good night and gone home after the laundry incident... but Joe is comfortable and familiar and he feels... safe?

that's so gay. almost too gay. but damn it, it's true. all of this means is even though Daichi makes a dumb noise and tenses for a second, it's fine, he's fine.]

Ngh—n-no, it's okay. [he's honestly trying not to like, be ticklish or anything. help.] I want you to... keep it up.

[ oh, he'll certainly keep it up. it being his hand and up being up in daichi's shirt that's his hoodie. so it's fine. his fingers map out his chest and spend a few extra seconds his nipples before darting away. no need to play that card right now. ]

Keep what up, Daichi?

[ wow this is cruel and unusual. so that's fine. that's great. ]

[Daichi probably can't even think the word nipple without actual steam coming out of his ears right now, so good call. if nothing else he's receptive, a shiver and shift of his position here and there unwittingly letting Joe know which little touches are the most appreciated.

and hey, making him speak is rude? now he wants to never speak again instead of running his mouth.]

Seriously? You're seriously going to be like this. [nnnnngh] Just—touch. Me. Touch me. Okay?

[this is the most difficult thing he's ever done, and he can summon demons??]

[ holy crap he actually said it.

joe almost stops right then and there to applaud. he's momentarily stunned but then smiles, tilting his head back to kiss the corner of daichi's mouth again. that deserves a reward. maybe daichi is more mentally prepared for all of this than he gave him credit for. sweet. ]

Okay.

[ there, see, talking works. ah, a thought, though, as his hand traces down the middle of his chest: ]

You can too, you know.

[look, he's given makeouts a lot of thought in his life. saying he knows what he wants is definitely a lie, but he knows there are things and that he probably wants several of them. that's better. so he totally said it.

he turns his head to bump noses (not intentional) and kiss him briefly (actually intentional). that's his unspoken thank you for not actually doing something as extra as applauding, he'd die.]

...Oh. [there's no hint that he didn't think that was allowed; he knew, he figured that out, but he hasn't hyped himself up for it yet.] I know. I was getting to it.

[slowly. now that he's been called out, he lets go of Joe's waist to fumble with the hem of his shirt before inching his fingers barely an inch up his side. a start.]

[ getting to it, he says.

the smile joe gives him after is softer and he's trying to be encouraging without looking like a lovesick lunatic. daichi has seen glimpses of joe's softer side - mentions of his old girlfriend - but he's never seen a truly affectionate joe in action. it's sappy. it's gentle. he doesn't sing. ]

Mhm.

[ he'll allow this snail's pace because it has to happen!! eventually!! okay so let's ramp this up a tiny bit and he's going to kiss daichi's neck? sure. ]

[he doesn't sing, obviously the high point here. no, it's the rest; he's known Joe long enough to see the good heart under all the songs and habitual joking, and it's that that's gotten him here at all. he'll probably have something new to rag on him about in like, twenty minutes, but that doesn't change the fact that he's really... really in deep here.

congratulations on finding the sappiest boy ever, Joe. here he is. you got him.]

I was...

[mumble........ he inches his fingers up higher, just appreciating the warmth of his skin before he does anything else. this is all very intimate, and yet part of him does have to stop and be immature about how he's totally feeling up a hot guy. in his bed. nice.

anyway, hellooo neck kissing. somehow he manages to just smile like a dork instead of sputter foolishly, tilting his head to the side encouragingly.]

You could tell me exactly what you were gonna do...

[ joe trails off, the words just barely above a whisper against daichi's neck. he knows he isn't playing fair here but daichi doesn't seem to mind. or if he does, he's a great actor. and considering how well he knows daichi? it's probably the former.

so joe continues his slow assault on daichi's neck, adding a bit more pressure the lower he goes. there's no teeth or suction obviously because he isn't about to leave a mark on daichi when he's supposed to be out studying. that and visible marks are tacky and he's an adult!!! damn it. ]

[not that he could ever say it out loud, but he doesn't mind in the way that it's maddening but also exciting—he knows he's being mercilessly teased, and yet it's... it's something. he's definitely something'd by it.

nah he's way into it. not as much as he's into having his neck kissed, something eh only can articulate with little non-word mumbles and harder presses of his fingers against Joe's skin. here, a reward: he slips his hand up higher and around to explore Joe's stomach and then back to inching again, further up his chest.

was this what he was evenutually going to do? dunno. he can't use words.]

Just, y'know... stuff. [he's doing the actual touching now, so he's excused?]

[ partly excused. there's never a true excuse with joe he never really lets go of a train of thought.

but the way daichi is growing bolder is great. he isn't immune to the way his own breath seems to catch at random intervals, just this bit heavier than it was at the beginning of this ordeal. it's - different with daichi. not in a bad way. it's all sorts of exciting and new and he hasn't felt this electric over a hand on his chest in awhile. it isn't that erotic, okay, but it's definitely intimate.

so there's that. ]

It's usually flatter without the burger, ya know. [ yuzuru "never leaving a moment alone" akie, ladies and gentlemen. ]

[intimate as hell, yeah. Daichi has no one else to compare this to - no one, uh, real or outside of a dream but never mind - but he knows that being here like this with Joe is definitely its own special thing. this is a special thing. he's so soft and romantic he can barely handle himself.

thank god Joe has something stupid to say. Daichi blinks - that doesn't kill the mood, but it does make him laugh a little. he should have known more commentary was coming...]

You— shut up, Joe. I already like you.

[Joe's a big skinny nerd anyway, shut up, Daichi's already attracted to skinny nerds.]

[ did you really think he'd silently makeout? did you? he's joe. he's probably only ever truly quiet when he's sleeping. even then, he probably murmurs in his sleep. yikes. sorry.

there's a bright laugh and joe leans back for a moment, not out of daichi's grasp entirely but enough so he can make out the features of daichi's face. this soft boy. this idiot boy. he's smitten. ]

Smack me if the answer's no - [ that's a great start? ] but it'd probably be easier without it on.

[ the shirt. he means his own shirt. ]

[there's necking and chest groping and yet this is the sweetest Joe has ever been. that laugh makes his heart flutter and he blinks at Joe a few times, apparently lost for words for a moment. that was just... really pure, okay. they're both smitten.

he does not smack him, but wiggles his fingers against his chest very thoughtfully.]

So it's my turn to get you out of your clothes? [here, in bed. with infomercials playing in the background.] ...Yeah.

[ listen. joe can be overbearing but he's a gentleman when it comes to boundaries and this sort of thing. it's not too surprising and at the same time it's completely contrary to his lackadaisical ways.

anyway, he grins at the comment and okay that was pretty smooth. he thinks it was smooth. look at him, he's impressed. ]

Yup. It's all you, Dai.

[ what in the fuck, okay. there's a look of encouragement, a smile. he dares you. ]

[yeah yeah, Joe's real cute and gentlemanly. Daichi almost lets it show that he's surprised that was actually smooth, but he recovers and even smirks. yeah!!]

Well, it was your idea...

[but he's going for it, apparently. he's never taken off someone else's shirt and there's probably a sexier way to do it than just tugging the hem of his shirt up in the back without waiting for Joe to move back a little more. cooperate with him and get this off, dude.]

I'm a genius~

[ it was indeed his idea. how noble.

but he'll assist. slowly, joe leans back enough so that daichi's yanking of his shirt can be effective. joe will even lift his arms up so that the fabric can tug up and over his arms. he's being the most helpful person in the world. be thankful.

but yeah that's a whole new level of intimacy. touching under the shirt is one thing but taking it off completely? the whole package? he's going to make sure daichi doesn't start sputtering when it smacks him upside the head. ]

[annnd there goes Joe's shirt. it lived a short life, considering he just changed. Daichi is not freaking out over this development but he does take a few seconds extra to toss Joe's shirt to the side, so... maybe stalling, a little? he had a good thing going, he'll get back to it.

but first he's going to take a moment just to look at Joe - to check him out, yeah, but also to appreciate him. this is one of those moments where he almost can't believe something worked out romantically. that's dorky, and he can't think of a way to say "thanks for actually liking me" that conveys what he really wants to say, so for this feeling he has no words for he simply leans back in close and kisses him on the cheek.

and while he's here, close...] Flatter without burgers... You're so full of it.

[lookin good, he means. so.]

Full ... of burger.

[ joe can you just shut the fuck up for two seconds. no? okay.

there's a slight shiver that rakes his body and it's partly because there's a draft and also because he hadn't ever imagined getting to this point with daichi. maybe hand-holding and awkward teasing but never something as concrete as this. it had been a silly fantasy that he couldn't let go of and now it was here, kissing his cheek. it was fantastic.

excuse him as he takes daichi's hand again and presses a kiss to the crest of each knuckle. yeah, romantic. ]

Dai, you flatter me. [ CAN YOU FUCKING STOP WITH THE JOKES. ]

[twist: this is all a dream.

no, Daichi is somehow really here. somehow he made it all the way to this moment from the vaguest of thoughts who knows how long ago that maybe guys are also alright, and Joe is pretty cute? everything else—well, they're both dorks who tend to escalate, so it shouldn't be so surprising that neither of them can really resist trying to express emotion like this. talking? pass. shirtless time? yeah.

all that said, he's just close enough to pick up Joe shivering and he's going to choose to believe it's definitely more his wild sex appeal than the draft. yeah, he's so hot??]

That is literally what I'm trying to do, yeah... [and Joe is still cracking jokes, please. please.] Thanks for keeping up.

[ rude don't even?

wild sex appeal. more like wild and rampant teenage hormones. sure, that's a thing. totally. anyway, joe is not going to dwell on the specifics and instead grin at the well-received joke. okay good he hasn't ruined the mood. that's a relief.

speaking of that, he's going to bring daichi's hand up once more and kiss the center of his palm, eyes shutting. ]

Nah. No need for that. I'm already yours.

[ THERE IT FUCKING IS, DAICHI. ]

[you try to tell a boy he's hot and he makes burger jokes... better luck next time, Daichi. the mood remains thoroughly un-ruined and actually quite good, all things considered. Daichi's taking these Joe-isms in stride now.

ah, but that next thing he does... damn, that's. damn. the mood goes from light and kinda-stupid-but-good-stupid to sitting heavy in his chest almost immediately. and not for a bad reason, just—god, he has so many feelings? he wanted Joe to say it properly because he thinks that's how these things are supposed to go, but to think that actually hearing something like that would yank at all of his emotions at once like it just did. uh, wow?

he feels a little bit like there's a puddle where his heart used to be, only not gross like that sounds. very certainly smitten.]

Oh. Y-yeah, I knew that.

[yeah, nailed it, that's good. he shifts his hand in Joe's to squeeze his fingers and then he's leaned back in, replacing his palm with his lips against Joe's as once again words fail him but this totally works. that's better.]

[ joe's always found it difficult to react to actual compliments. humor is a better avenue for things. genuine, raw emotion - especially praise - has always been a struggle. but he's coming around to it, and daichi could be an exception to the general evasive rule if he keeps doing romantic things like that. stop. ]

Better yet,

[ is this dangerous? ]

To show you I mean it, I'll stop stealing your scarf.

[ IT SOUNDS like a joke but it's not. it's actually something jokish with a sentimental twist. it's something that is distinctly them, distinctly joe, framed in a new light. ]

[he can't help himself, he exists in his own romcom where he's the cool mature one and the dippy loser at the same time. just let him get emotional and let it out via kisses sometimes, there's nothing wrong with that.]

Oh, wow, I'm moving up in the world.

[dork... it's alright, he gets it. for all he makes noise about not ever understanding anything that goes through Joe's head, well - actually, he does! how nice.]

If you dragged me around like that again instead of holding my hand I think we'd be due for a serious talk about your weird impulses.

What weird impulses?

[ opening this can of worm with such a dramatic flourish!

but really, joe is grinning lazily and can't wait to hear this list. anyone else would probably not be interested or at least not as fascinated by this but joe is just sitting there eagerly. as if it's going to be FanTastic to hear about. ]

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