WHEN YOU ARE THE ONE WHO LIES CLOSE TO ME

[unversed]

THE CATCHALL ROMANCE MEME

HOW WE ROLL:
> Post with your character, put name/fandom/etc in the subject line.
> Someone tags you with one of the scenarios listed below.
> "AND THEN THEY PORKED."
> PORNPROFIT.

THE DEETS:

ONE ➔ CONFESSION: You've been admiring this person from afar, or you've been friends with them for a while. Either way, you've finally worked up the courage to admit how you feel!

TWO ➔ LOVE NOTES: Send your crush personalized little love notes for them to find! Flick them at your crush, or hide them in their shoes! Draw pictures of you two kissing! Heck, even an old fashioned YES/NO checkbox note will do. But you've gotta get their attention with your written prowess! Get creative! Maybe they'll come up to you and you'll find true love!

THREE ➔ KISSING BOOTH: You're working a kissing booth, for whatever reason. Charity, for your school, or just because you got conned into it. But will something special bloom from a chance encounter with a booth guest? Or will you just be embarrassed for life, and punch your friends for getting you into this later?

FOUR ➔ LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT: You've been completely dazzled by this specific person! Your heart races, you have a cold sweat... whoa wtf is happening. You simply must get to know them! Maybe it was meant to be!

FIVE ➔ TSUNDERE STYLE: Sure, you like them, but you can't show that by being cute or cooking them lunch, hell no. You have to punch their shoulder and tug on their hair, obviously. W-what? They're complimenting you? Try not to blush too hard, or shove them too much.

SIX ➔ CAPULET & MONTAGUE STYLE: You're both already taken, or you simply can't be together for some reason! Your families hate each other, your friends hate each other, or you only see each other once a year! But you don't care, you have tonight, and romance is in the air. Maybe you can break away from what can't be, just for one night of fun and love.

SEVEN ➔ NEVER SAY NEVERO: You're super intent on making this person yours! You're willing to go to the extreme to garner their affections! How can they say no to extreme outbursts of love and other hard-to-ignore signs of affection? Though, it might be easier to just ask... but that's not big enough for your love!

EIGHT ➔ TLC: You suddenly feel blue, and you feel the need to be comforted. It's time for some sexual healing.

NINE ➔ SMOOTH OPERATOR: Flowers, candlelight, a bottle of champagne... it's time to woo your sweetheart!

TEN ➔ GRAB SOMEBODY SEXY TELL 'EM HEY: There's something about messing around in a public place, where anyone can walk in on you anytime. Try to keep quiet, the woman over in the bathroom stall next to you might hear you and your partner heating up and fooling around.

Comments

[drought]

[ His brow furrows - being Jori he actually looks up at the sky to double check, then shakes his head. ]

No, it's not raining. You're-

[ Wait, screams some ancient, prehistoric part of his brain. You know where this road goes.

Instead his arms go around her, cradling her to his chest. ]

...Yeah, you're right. It's raining. Sorry.

[ She loves him. He should be happy. So why does it feel like his heart is breaking? ]

[pools]

[she almost laughs when he corrects himself, and a part of her feels bad for kicking him. which is really the only part she really understands, because the other half is filled with all kinds of emotions like nervousness and happiness and apprehension and maybe a little panic thrown in.

but okay. she tilts her head up to look at him and takes a deep breath.]

No, I'm sorry. For hitting you.

[Sweet Arceus stop the presses.]

... You're okay, right?

[because what is that sad look on your face.]

[drought]

I've had worse. I'm okay.

[ Maybe it was the kick that jarred it, created just a few small cracks in that certainty. That lets reality slowly drip through to sensible, sane Jori. This was impossible, right? He was supposed to be the dumb one, falling in love like this. If she had rejected him, it would've hurt, but he would've gotten over it eventually and they would've continued to work together, with her probably holding it over his head every so often.

But she loves him too. Could they? Should they? Is it really alright, when she ends up crying in his arms like that? Hope can be such a small and fragile thing. ]

I just... I didn't think you'd be okay with it. I didn't figure out what I should do now.

[pools]

I didn't know I'd be either. [it's a little weird, telling him about her thoughts without trying to be defensive.] I don't even know why you love me, I've always been such a... bitch to you. You should at least be annoyed with me.

[she doesn't know what to make of everything still. how their relationship will change, if they could even handle the change. it's frightening and exciting, and she doesn't know how to deal with it.]

... What do you want to do?

[drought]

[ Now he smiles, shaking his head slightly. ] But I couldn't be. You're my best friend and we're partners, kind of, and I know you don't always mean the things you say, even if it's confusing.

[ Really, though, she should know better than to ask something like that. He considers this thoughtfully for a second, then scoops her up into his arms - and he would apologize for always picking her up except the height difference is kinda a pain sometimes - in order to nuzzle her neck the same way he would his favorite little sister. Which means it's not exactly the most romantic of things but it's simple and affectionate, completely genuine if a bit silly because that's probably not the way she intended the question. ]

1/2

[pools]

Well, someone has to keep you on your toes.

[she immediately grimaces at that. oh god this is so cheesy just stop.]

[pools]

[if she was intending anything, this was probably not something she expected. it's a little weird for her at first (her family did show affection through different levels of violence, after all) and she squirms a bit, biting down the urge to laugh. still, Jori is warm and it's comfortable, so she ends up sort of hiding her face in his hair and breathing him in.]

[drought]

[ Perhaps fortunately for her, it doesn't last long before he sets her back down. But that's calmed him, centered him; it was familiar and comforting, and if his smile is slightly goofy, well... he's Jori, after all. But for now he'll accept that he's slow, and just enjoy the moment. Worry about the rest later, when there aren't such other wonderfully distracting things demanding his attention, like the way she feels in his arms. ]

I dunno what else right now. What do you want to do?

[pools]

You make it sound like I know what the fuck I'm doing in these situations.

[because lmao what are relationships what is intimacy what is love baby don't hurt me don't hurt me no more.

in the end, she ends up setting both her hands in his, lacing their fingers together.]

We can just... stay like this for a little. Right?

once again i run into the problem of not having more smiling jori icons

[drought]

[ He gives her hands a light squeeze. ]

Yeah, of course. We'll just figure it out as we go along, okay?

but all his icons are beautiful ;;

[pools]

[she nods, looking down at their joined hands.]

Tell me if I mess up. Okay?

[drought]

[ He laughs quietly. He would never have expected to hear that from her, for any reason. And he's laughing at himself too, considering that he's the whipping boy of the trio. Even that can be amusing right now. ]

After all this time, I don't think you could.

[pools]

[... frowns. B( she was trying to be considerate for once, god.]

What's that supposed to mean?

[drought]

You just kicked me in the stomach to tell me you loved me. We've fought with the intention of killing each other several times. I think you'd have to try really hard to mess it up, though yeah, I'll tell you.

[pools]

Wow, okay, so that's what I get for trying to be nice. [totally pulling her hands away.]

No one's saying you have to love me. Maybe you shouldn't even love someone who apparently abuses you all the time.

[she hopes he gets that she's being only half-serious.]

[drought]

[ ...No, not really, and he's frowning slightly at her. ]

I don't "have" to love you, but I do. And I love you because of who you are. If you were anyone different, you wouldn't be Tia, and I wouldn't love you.

I'm not perfect, and you love me, right? Mag... she comes first. Before me, before you. I know there's a replacement training in case I die, because every day there's a chance I might. I've been wasting time, not telling you, and I don't want to waste anymore. Do you get it?

[ That's said hopefully rather than accusingly. It's a "am I saying this right?" sort of question. ]

[pools]

[ever wondered if Tia ever blushes Jori? well now you know.

in any case, her frown deepens a little, though it seems more disgruntled than angry.]

I wasn't being serious, okay. You're such a sap.

[and for the record, it comes out with less bite and more affection.]

[drought]

Probably. But I'm just really happy, you know?

[ He hasn't actually said that out loud, and it feels good. He is. When he isn't worrying about things, right now, in this moment, Jori is extremely happy. ]

[pools]

[she can see it, which fills her chest with all these warm and fuzzy feelings that she doesn't know what to do with, but. she's never felt alone when she was with him or Mag, and acknowledging it now feels better than it did before.

she's never been that great with words, so she gets on her tip toes and leans up to kiss him. it's light and soft, probably strange coming from her, but the feeling is there.]

[drought]

[ There's not really any warning other than her rocking up onto her toes, but at least they're on the general subject and in this thread Jori is slightly less of a moron when it comes to these things, so he just kisses her back in much the same way, gentle and affectionate, a simple pleasure.

And then he thinks of something, and his smile turns a bit wry. ]

...Mag is going to laugh at us, isn't she?

[pools]

[and she didn't manhandle him this time! progress is a wonderful thing.

this time the frown is thoughtful. and a little worried.]

She will?

[drought]

Maybe at me. Sometimes I think she suspected something.

[pools]

About what?

[...]

You loving me?

[drought]

Yeah. But I'm not...really sure. It's just a sense I got.

[pools]

... Do you think she'll approve?