perma open rp post (call me out/picture prompt/any prompt)

[unversed]

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★ leave any prompt: images, lyrics, texts, etc.
★ feeling uninspired? no worries, i got you bro.
★ have fun!
★ fyi "late" doesn't exist.

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[helmets]

That's right, you work at Kusanagi-san's casino now, don't you? I hope no one's given you trouble.

[ well, at least he looks fine. she smiles and sets down the drink, reaching across the table for his hand to rest her fingers over his. ]

It's all right, you've spent the day making this for me. At least let me try to show my appreciation.

[rollin]

Me? Heh, nah, I— [ It's as if the warmth travels from his hand to his cheeks, then his ears. ] Okay. You win.

It's just, it feels like all this time you've been doing so much for me. [ Shyly, while not even looking at her, he laces his fingers with hers. Man, that was cheesy. Maybe he should take a new direction with this. ] Thought I should say thank you.

[ A long pause, then a deep breath. He turns a deep shade of red, because this is going to be embarrassing as hell. ]

... Did I ever tell you 'bout the day I fell for ya? [ He's never told this story before. He always runs away when she asks. ]

[helmets]

You don't have to thank me, Yata. I do it because I want to.

[ seeing the red on his face makes her blush a little too, especially when he laces their fingers together. but her smile softens to something warmer and she gives his hand a small squeeze. ]

You didn't. [ a small chuckle. ] Is today the day you'll finally tell me?

[ she's teasing, but she brushes her thumb over his knuckles to comfort him a little. relax, honey. ]

ok i can't be the one coming up with this embarrassing story alone

[rollin]

[ brb bailing

just kidding. celty's touch soothes him enough to calm him down. man, is it hot in here or—no, the temperature outside is still in the negatives, the heater's kind of broken, (not that he needs it but) he has no excuse. he chokes out an awkward laugh before he speaks. ]

Well, you remember when I had to drop by Kusanagi-san's, right? The first time we met face to face.

it's hard coming up with embarrassing stories

[helmets]

[ it always surprises her how warm yata is, especially his hands. she knows it's his aura but it's still fascinating. but not enough for her to try to cut him open at least (thanks shinra). ]

I do remember that day. Something about watching Anna, right?

[ she was teaching chrome how to make hot chocolate in the kitchen, but she remembers hearing a lot of kusanagi-saaaaans. ]

it's okay i'm helping

[rollin]

I was kinda hoping you didn't hear that. [ There were probably joking accusations of him being a lolicon. You know, as usual. ] But you remember what happened after, right? [ Saying the next line is a struggle. ] O-our eyes met and...

[ And he made her spill hot chocolate on her shirt. BUT HE'S HOPING SHE DOESN'T REMEMBER THAT!!!! ]

[helmets]

... And I spilled hot chocolate on my shirt.

[ sorry 'bout it. but she's laughing at least. ]

Is that why you fell in love with me? Because I'm clumsy?

[rollin]

[ This was not the sort of direction he had in mind! ]

No! That wasn't—it was my fault. I mean, after that! You remember, right? [ And he doesn't mean the incessant cries of "I'M SORRY" that followed. ] Kusanagi-san introduced us... then he made me say it. [ Say what? It probably went something like:

"Ah, Yata-chan. I see you've met my beautiful wife."
"Celty-san? She's Celty-san?"
"Haha, why d'you sound so skeptical? You sayin' she ain't beautiful?"
"No, no! She's... She's very beautiful."

God. ]

[helmets]

Yes, I remember.

[ there's a hint of pink to her cheeks. she does remember that, hard to forget something that embarrassing you know. ]

... You really didn't have to say it.

[ she remembers absconding to the bathroom after that. mostly to change and also to save herself from further embarrassment. ]

[rollin]

[ He knows! It was a— ]

Slip of the tongue. [ Slouching and sinking as he hides his face with his free hand. If she's pink, he's red. ] I thought you hated me.

[helmets]

[ it tugs at her heart a little. there's a part of her that wishes they weren't separated by the table so she could reassure him better, but she'll just have to settle for holding his hand in both of hers. ]

Why would I ever hate you, Yata? [ he's so silly. and cute. but mostly silly. ]

You've always been very sweet and considerate.

[rollin]

[ Compliments. His greatest weakness. ]

... We should eat! The food'll get cold.

[ Thanks for contributing to the mood, Yata. He finds it hard to pull his hand away from her, though. ]