[THIS IS SHIBUYA. Matsui will let this happen though. 80 or 90 is still a much more tolerable speed than full tilt 200+ mph in a flashy red sports car.
He's even able to actually peer out the window this time! And see things!! Things that aren't just brief blurs whizzing past while he contemplates the afterlife! Sugoi...
Every now and then he'll peek over at Buzen too, just to look at his expression and see if he appears to be having fun driving nerfed.]
[he's enjoying himself!!! if they were cruising at a reasonable street speed like 40 mph before then this is already double that, and his energy has picked up considerably. it's not him SCREAMING with excitement, but he's way more engaged as they nyoom (slightly less fast than zoom) through the streets.
he can't look over - despite his need for speed he really does try to be safe (while matsui is in the car) - but he'll ask him anyway!]
[Oh no his fondness is spilling over again... Nyooming is tolerable and he always loves anything that makes Buzen happy*, so this makes him feel happier in turn. *almost, exceptions now for both 5am runs and also cars that go over 200 mph]
Mm, it is. Faster than a horse... Faster than a motorcycle, do you think?
[APPARENTLY THE FASTEST MOTORCYCLE IN THE WORLD GOES TO OVER 300 MPH SO,]
Probably not. Haha! You can go way faster when it's just you, an engine, and the open road!
[HE'S NEVER ACTUALLY DONE THIS, HE'S JUST SAYING IT. buzen isn't a flight risk but he's a motorcycle risk because he will want to go on insanely long trips by himself if he had one,]
Ah, maybe one day...! For now, this is good too. It's fun driving with you.
[BUZEN REALLY WOULD JUST FUCKIN DISAPPEAR FOR SO LONG AND EVERYONE WOULD JUST BE LIKE HE'S OUT WITH HIS ONE TRUE LOVE THE MOTORCYCLE AGAIN. GOING 300MPH.]
That's true... Less weighing you down.
[There's a little flicker of fondness in his expression that Buzen can't see because he's being a safe driver. It reflects in his tone too, at least, albeit softer.]
I'm glad that you're having fun. This is nice - I don't mind it.
[BUZEN ABANDONS HIS POLY BECAUSE HE REALIZES HOW MUCH HE LOVES GOING FAST ON A MOTORCYCLE,,]
Yeah? I'm glad, Matsu. If you're feeling better, we can wrap up and go get a bite now! Something red? Should we get some red blankets and stuff for the room too?
[this is what buzen can suggest short of just like. offering his blood or something to make matsui happy help.]
[HEEEEELP NOT HIS WHOLE POLY. THEY'RE ALL LEFT IN THE DUST.......
Also double help, Matsui would be most happy about his blood unfuckinfortuntely because he's still the more abnormal one even with Buzen's speed kink, but he is happy with this, too...]
Alright. Red blankets would be nice... I heard that another place that sells ice cream became available, too.
[matsui won the coin flip it's a lucky guess and the cafe is the one with beet soup. wow. what a perfect date night.
buzen is once again parallel parking perfectly though, pleased as can be even as they get settled. he does that thing where he rests his hand on matsui's passenger seat and looks back over his shoulder to park that people find attractive. and then once they're all settled he just automatically leans over to give matsui a kiss.]
Sounds like a plan to me. Maybe we're pretty good at this.
[time to see how much of it they get through before they bang]
Unfortunately Matsui finds this attractive too but that's because he finds pretty much everything Buzen does attractive. He'll give a gentle lil smooch back. Fortunately no banging has happened in this car yet... Maybe they'll get through the whole date (they will not).]
Do you think so? The day's only barely started, though.
[There's still plenty of time for things to go HORRIBLY WRONG...]
Stop tempting him with kisses before lunch though damn, what's he supposed to do, not kiss back?? No!! Of course he does.]
Mm. I'm glad, then - I am, too.
[Even with the going 200mph part... He still loves stupid speed demon Buzen... Lifting his hand to his mouth so he can gently kiss the back of it, too. FULL OF BUZEN AFFECTION!!]
[i. help. they're gonna be stuck here kissing for a second then, up until buzen bites matsui's bottom lip at the tail end of one because he also knows matsui likes bites................. help,]
[thinking about how i had to backdate a nightingale thread because of lambda so technically matsui would be even more clam depressed today but it's fine HE'S STILL GOT IT IN HIS STUPID BUZEN-LOVING HEART TO SMOOCH IN A CAR ABOUT IT.
There's a little flicker of a smile at the bite.]
...Thank you. I want to do what I can for you, too.
[He raises his hand, resting his fingertips lightly against the side of Buzen's face.]
There's something that flickers in his expression. Thinking about how the spirit can take Matsui at any moment but there's no tell whether it'll be the spirit of horny or the spirit of depression. His thumb strokes against the high point of Buzen's cheekbone, something heavy sitting on his tongue that he decides to swallow instead of speak.
He also decides to lean forward and kiss Buzen again instead of putting anything into words just yet.]
[ . . . well, buzen's not a mindreader. even if he notices the shift in matsui's face, there's not much that he can do about it. his expression softens and his next kiss is slow, moving his mouth against matsui's in a gentle, languid way while he gathers his thoughts and in case he decides to share them.
at least for now, buzen won't rush him. he's content to stay here, pressing more kisses to matsui's lips while he waits.]
[Unfortunately a spirit is seizing him and both fortunately and unfortunately it's not fully the spirit of horny. Such a slow and sweet kiss just makes his heart feel like it's being squeezed, but he's unwilling to give up a single moment of closeness that he can get with Buzen, now more than ever.
His other hand also rises, first to fckin unbuckle himself and then to rest against the other side of Buzen's face as he turns to face him more fully, so he can kiss him again, and again, with the sort of slow care of someone who's trying to carve everything into memory.]
it's hard for buzen to really figure out what caused the shift - all he said was that matsui made him happy, was that the wrong thing to say, help - but he is overall just terribly accommodating. he'll match matsui, unbuckling himself so that he can more easily loop an arm around his middle ignoring the way that the center console is probably in the way. instead he'll just match matsui, kiss for kiss, deepening them in a way that is more patient than hungry - but offering up everything that he can if that's what matsui wants from him.
the way he has no idea what's going on but sure he can still kiss matsu about it]
Buzen is truly so funny he's really out here doing his best. Unfortunately Matsui is a nightmare creature who is so fragile and hurt by so many things. This is nothing anyone can help his stupid ass with, and he at least doesn't expect or want anyone to.
Also unfortunately, he's going to crawl over the center console because it's in his way and resume his favorite sitting with Buzen position, which is just in Buzen's lap. Matsui doesn't cry often, despite the amount that he'd been doing in the early weeks here, but there's still a sort of about-to-cry state of existence that he seems to live in sometimes which is very much present here. Not actually about to cry, but that emotional teetering.
But it's fine because he's just going to keep kissing Buzen about it, holding his face gently in his hands like he's in the presence of a prized treasure.]
[ah - well, that's fine. buzen will keep one arm wrapped around matsui, the other one just adjusting the seat position so it's slightly more comfortable for them to be sitting in the driver's side together. that hand, once done with its fiddling, will come up to cup matsui's face as buzen continues to meet him for each passing kiss.
at least until it gets harder to catch his breath, but even then he'll pull back and press his lips against matsui's cheeks, gentle and sweet before he rests their foreheads together.]
[NO HE DOESN'T WANT TO TALK HE JUST WANTS TO KISS. He doesn't say this, but it's obvious in the way he tenses a little, in the way that his eyes avert for a moment, because they're too honest and he knows it, even if looking away gives his turmoil away just as often.]
...I just want you closer.
[A compromise, since what he really wants is to experience everything with an aching and terrible clarity and burn it into himself as if his memories will carry on past his own demise, but he doesn't want to start talking again like things are already over again. Not to Buzen.]
[ . . . hmmm. buzen feels like there's something more to it than that, but also he's not the type to say no. he'll press his lips against matsui's again, and guide one of matsui's hands to rest over buzen's heart, slipping underneath the fabric of his nice blazer if that's what he wants. just something to feel the way it still solidly beats.
buzen's own hand pinches the fabric of matsui's shirt at the back to untuck it from his pants, and then snakes underneath to rest more directly against his lower back. the feeling of skin against skin.]
Okay. Now? Like this?
[the spirit of horny didn't fully hit matsui and yet it still seems to be leading to this,]
[ME LIKE I EXPECTED A HORNY CAR BANG NOT A SAD CAR BANG.
Matsui is absolutely slipping his hand under the nice blazer, though. He appreciates the feeling of Buzen's heart, even if it's funny in the worst of ways how many times he's had to do this. How often he needs the reassurance. His fingers splay, hand cold as always, and he closes his eyes for a moment and counts the beat out.]
Like this.
[Unfortunately he's also too comfortable with the feeling of Buzen's skin against his, and it brings him some measure of peace. He leans forward again, so he can give Buzen another kiss and then gently bite his lip, too. Not drawing blood, yet.]
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[THIS IS SHIBUYA. Matsui will let this happen though. 80 or 90 is still a much more tolerable speed than full tilt 200+ mph in a flashy red sports car.
He's even able to actually peer out the window this time! And see things!! Things that aren't just brief blurs whizzing past while he contemplates the afterlife! Sugoi...
Every now and then he'll peek over at Buzen too, just to look at his expression and see if he appears to be having fun driving nerfed.]
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he can't look over - despite his need for speed he really does try to be safe (while matsui is in the car) - but he'll ask him anyway!]
How's this, Matsu? Still okay?
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*almost, exceptions now for both 5am runs and also cars that go over 200 mph]
Mm, it is. Faster than a horse... Faster than a motorcycle, do you think?
[Buzen going 90 on a motorcycle. Nightmarish.]
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Probably not. Haha! You can go way faster when it's just you, an engine, and the open road!
[HE'S NEVER ACTUALLY DONE THIS, HE'S JUST SAYING IT. buzen isn't a flight risk but he's a motorcycle risk because he will want to go on insanely long trips by himself if he had one,]
Ah, maybe one day...! For now, this is good too. It's fun driving with you.
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That's true... Less weighing you down.
[There's a little flicker of fondness in his expression that Buzen can't see because he's being a safe driver. It reflects in his tone too, at least, albeit softer.]
I'm glad that you're having fun. This is nice - I don't mind it.
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Yeah? I'm glad, Matsu. If you're feeling better, we can wrap up and go get a bite now! Something red? Should we get some red blankets and stuff for the room too?
[this is what buzen can suggest short of just like. offering his blood or something to make matsui happy help.]
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Also double help, Matsui would be most happy about his blood unfuckinfortuntely because he's still the more abnormal one even with Buzen's speed kink, but he is happy with this, too...]
Alright. Red blankets would be nice... I heard that another place that sells ice cream became available, too.
[Their ice cream that the living doesn't get!!!]
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[buzen will just move to navigate them toward whatever cafe he saw. hopefully it's the one with beet soup.]
What else should we do... Wanna find a place to go dancing? Take a walk in the park around sunset?
[buzen's natural aptitude for two things: driving and casual romance]
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HE REALLY IS SO CASUALLY ROMANTIC THOUGH, HELP. Buzen is so charming.]
Why not both? We can walk in the sunset and dance on the roof under the moon.
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buzen is once again parallel parking perfectly though, pleased as can be even as they get settled. he does that thing where he rests his hand on matsui's passenger seat and looks back over his shoulder to park that people find attractive. and then once they're all settled he just automatically leans over to give matsui a kiss.]
Sounds like a plan to me. Maybe we're pretty good at this.
[time to see how much of it they get through before they bang]
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Unfortunately Matsui finds this attractive too but that's because he finds pretty much everything Buzen does attractive. He'll give a gentle lil smooch back. Fortunately no banging has happened in this car yet... Maybe they'll get through the whole date (they will not).]
Do you think so? The day's only barely started, though.
[There's still plenty of time for things to go HORRIBLY WRONG...]
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matsui gets another kissy because at this point buzen is trained to give him just so many, but he smiles back in response]
Think I can stand by it. I'm already having a good time since I'm with you. That's what matters most, right?
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Stop tempting him with kisses before lunch though damn, what's he supposed to do, not kiss back?? No!! Of course he does.]
Mm. I'm glad, then - I am, too.
[Even with the going 200mph part... He still loves stupid speed demon Buzen... Lifting his hand to his mouth so he can gently kiss the back of it, too. FULL OF BUZEN AFFECTION!!]
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Good. I want to keep you as happy as I can.
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There's a little flicker of a smile at the bite.]
...Thank you. I want to do what I can for you, too.
[He raises his hand, resting his fingertips lightly against the side of Buzen's face.]
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but buzen looks surprised for a moment before his expression softens, and he automatically tilts his head to follow the touch of matsui's fingertips]
You mean you don't know....? You already make me happy, Matsu.
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There's something that flickers in his expression. Thinking about how the spirit can take Matsui at any moment but there's no tell whether it'll be the spirit of horny or the spirit of depression. His thumb strokes against the high point of Buzen's cheekbone, something heavy sitting on his tongue that he decides to swallow instead of speak.
He also decides to lean forward and kiss Buzen again instead of putting anything into words just yet.]
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at least for now, buzen won't rush him. he's content to stay here, pressing more kisses to matsui's lips while he waits.]
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His other hand also rises, first to fckin unbuckle himself and then to rest against the other side of Buzen's face as he turns to face him more fully, so he can kiss him again, and again, with the sort of slow care of someone who's trying to carve everything into memory.]
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it's hard for buzen to really figure out what caused the shift - all he said was that matsui made him happy, was that the wrong thing to say, help - but he is overall just terribly accommodating. he'll match matsui, unbuckling himself so that he can more easily loop an arm around his middle ignoring the way that the center console is probably in the way. instead he'll just match matsui, kiss for kiss, deepening them in a way that is more patient than hungry - but offering up everything that he can if that's what matsui wants from him.
the way he has no idea what's going on but sure he can still kiss matsu about it]
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Buzen is truly so funny he's really out here doing his best. Unfortunately Matsui is a nightmare creature who is so fragile and hurt by so many things. This is nothing anyone can help his stupid ass with, and he at least doesn't expect or want anyone to.
Also unfortunately, he's going to crawl over the center console because it's in his way and resume his favorite sitting with Buzen position, which is just in Buzen's lap. Matsui doesn't cry often, despite the amount that he'd been doing in the early weeks here, but there's still a sort of about-to-cry state of existence that he seems to live in sometimes which is very much present here. Not actually about to cry, but that emotional teetering.
But it's fine because he's just going to keep kissing Buzen about it, holding his face gently in his hands like he's in the presence of a prized treasure.]
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at least until it gets harder to catch his breath, but even then he'll pull back and press his lips against matsui's cheeks, gentle and sweet before he rests their foreheads together.]
Matsu... What's up?
[a hushed question, curious and wondering]
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...I just want you closer.
[A compromise, since what he really wants is to experience everything with an aching and terrible clarity and burn it into himself as if his memories will carry on past his own demise, but he doesn't want to start talking again like things are already over again. Not to Buzen.]
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buzen's own hand pinches the fabric of matsui's shirt at the back to untuck it from his pants, and then snakes underneath to rest more directly against his lower back. the feeling of skin against skin.]
Okay. Now? Like this?
[the spirit of horny didn't fully hit matsui and yet it still seems to be leading to this,]
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Matsui is absolutely slipping his hand under the nice blazer, though. He appreciates the feeling of Buzen's heart, even if it's funny in the worst of ways how many times he's had to do this. How often he needs the reassurance. His fingers splay, hand cold as always, and he closes his eyes for a moment and counts the beat out.]
Like this.
[Unfortunately he's also too comfortable with the feeling of Buzen's skin against his, and it brings him some measure of peace. He leans forward again, so he can give Buzen another kiss and then gently bite his lip, too. Not drawing blood, yet.]
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