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[divinized]

a;

[ so maybe you were walking down the street, minding your own business, and just. enjoying life. whatever. the point is, as you turn a corner you're going to get bumped into by this guy here, but that's not the worst of it, oh no. the terrible part of it is, he was carrying an armload of pastries, and now most of them are squished on your clothes/face/hands etc.

how terrible! it'd be only right for him to apologize, right? or maybe it's your fault, but either way he's gonna stand there, perfectly clean, and blink. ]

Eh... Those were for dinner...

b;

[ it's dark when you wake up. you can just barely make out faint, muffled sounds of life, but it's really far off like your ears are stuffed with cotton. if you try moving your arms, you'll find they're strapped down, and as your senses return to you in increments the situation becomes all too apparent.

you're blindfolded, tied down - to a chair? - and there's someone.... nearby. humming an infuriatingly cheerful song, but once you start stirriing it stops with a soft "ah!" and a laugh ]

Finally awake? I thought you were gonna be out all day.

c;

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a...

[thankyouverymooch]

[ honestly, getting bumped into and have pastries squished on himself doesn't bother him as much as ... well, the waste of pastries. And as he looks down on himself to check out the mess (and it's definitely a mess -- after all, this is a guy who walks around with his shirt open all the time), the look on his face seems genuinely sorry ]

...What a waste.

[divinized]

[ oh good, a kindred spirit.

honestly, he has no qualms about reaching out and swiping up a bit of cream on his finger, nail scratching lightly over Ling's chest as he does so. it could be interpreted as a come-on, but he doesn't mean it to be.

what he says next doesn't really help matters, though. ]

Haah... you're gonna make it up to me, right? ♪

[thankyouverymooch]

[ he doesn't really flinch or move back or even look remotely uncomfortable with the gesture. It looks like a come-on, he thinks it's a come-on, and the words don't really help that, either, but Ling doesn't care that much. ]

Aren't you the one who should say that? You're the one who bumped into me.

[divinized]

Mm, I don't think so. You're the one that bumped into me.

[ swiping some more cream off his jacket and licking it off. ]

[thankyouverymooch]

[ ... well. His eyes are locked on him, that's for sure. ]

Bullying teenagers is a bad hobby...

[divinized]

Shouldn't you take your own advice?

[ sucking lightly on his fingers, then pulls them out with a pop. ]

Ah! I know, let's play a game, yeah?

[thankyouverymooch]

Are you that desperate...? I can play a game just fine.

But I get the feeling you didn't bump into me by accident, so why don't we start by saying what you want.

[divinized]

Rude, rude! It was totally an accident.

[ laughing, and scooping up some more cream. it's not good to waste stuff! :d ]

But if you're too scared you'll lose, just say so!

[thankyouverymooch]

I didn't say I wasn't accepting.

But if you keep at this I'm starting to think next step is going to be to just lick it off.

[divinized]

[ not gonna. answer that.

just this face ]

What was your name, again?

[thankyouverymooch]

Ling Yao. And yours...?

[divinized]

Do you want me to lick it off, Ling-kun?

[thankyouverymooch]

Aren't you bold...

tell me what you want from me first.

[divinized]

You're really vulgar, you know. I never said I was gonna lick it off.

I just want to play a game. That's all.

[thankyouverymooch]

I'd lick it off if my pastries had gone wasted like that.

What's the game?

[divinized]

You must be really poor, huh?

Do you agree to it, then, Ling-kun?

[thankyouverymooch]

I agree to it.

[divinized]

I'm glad!

[ and then he's walking off ]

[thankyouverymooch]

[ well, following I guess, taking his shirt off entirely and using it to wipe himself off ]

[divinized]

[ good, you're not as dumb as some people

casually leading him to a super fancy mega expensive hotel!!! like whoa they're probably way underdressed, but no one's saying anything, and he sure seems to know where he's going, so... ]

Is this your first time?

[thankyouverymooch]

Following strangers after they dumped sweets on me? Yes.

[divinized]

Ling-kun is so adventurous...

[ into the elevator they go! and he pulls out a card key and swipes it into one of the readers, and they start shooting up super fast ]

What if I decide I wanna kill you?

[thankyouverymooch]

You wouldn't be the first and you won't be the last. I'll just have to escape, then.

a

[adharma]

[ because b can happen to u later :') ]

Oh? Oh?

[ he leans on the word 'oh' a little, smiling as fake-brightly as one can when they come across a fatass like Byakuran. ]

How unhealthy.

[divinized]

[ you mean it can happen 2 u later ]

We can't all survive on carrot sticks and the souls of children, Rokkun. Ah, but that's mean, isn't it? I think you look good like this.