dumbshow | i have cut to the feeling on repeat

i have cut to the feeling on repeat

[Scene: two losers go to a shopping mall, because Daichi was wandering around looking disappointed in himself yet again and Joe has Better Ideas Than That. Daichi can't remember if he was actually asked if he wanted to be here, or if he was simply dragged along for the ride again and couldn't refuse once they were already at the mall. Joe just happens so much at once, despite all of Daichi's half-hearted complaining, so... here they are.

At the mall. Daichi is, at least, not sulking about whatever he was feeling inadequate about before. Instead:]

Man, my feet hurt... [Here, he affects his best (worst) Joe Voice:] Let's go shopping, Daichi! It'll be fun! —It's been nearly three hours and all we have to show for it is one magazine. C'mon, you could have done this without me.

[This menace... Why is he here, Joe? Why??]

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[ 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. ]

[oh... well... it's mostly just the one.]

Besides grabbing whatever's around my neck all the time?

[...]

You sing about everything.

[ oh my god here we go. the list. THE LIST. ]

Music is the spice of life.

[ no it isn't??? ]

'kay. What else?

[why does Daichi feel obligated to provide a list despite the fact that this list is by nature, kind of rude?? aaaa.]

You say things like that. And you put fries in my face.

You liked the fries.

[ savage. ]

Love you too, Dai~

[hey stop trying to kill him with saying sweet stuff while being a huge dweeb? thanks.]

It wasn't a list of compliments...

[well, whatever, since he's starting to blush like a fool again he's going to plunk his forehead down on Joe's shoulder. hey, don't look at him.]

[ but you're the best nerd he's ever met. and that's saying a lot. ]

Sleepy?

[ he sounds so delighted. pleased with himself. whatever. his hand comes up and gently cards back through daichi's hair. ]

[that's the best out of so many nerds. gay.]

Nnn... maybe.

[he could sleep, but he's not dying to pass out asap. just hug him.]

Are you?

[ his shirt just came off do you think he's sleepy? let's assess the facts. real hard, okay. ]

Impartial on the matter.

[ he says it almost a lilt as his arms twine around daichi, toying with the back of the hoodie, and consequently the hood, too. ]

[hey, it's a valid question. Joe is a little mysterious.]

Of course you are.

[Daichi still needs a moment to recover from that sweet dork line, so he's staying right where he is. after a moment he slides his arms around Joe's waist, loosely joining his hands behind his back. it's... cuddle time, until he gets thirsty again, which could be any minute now.]

[ it's only a matter of time until the thirst becomes far too real. ]

I mean, I can sleep anytime. There's only so many chances I get to....

[ to do what? joe? joe?

yeah, you guessed it. he's going to plop the hood right on daichi's head. ]

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