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[ His rambling on helped?!

Tidus is glad - that his impromptu thinking actually led to somewhere useful, and that it seems to ease Inigo, noticeable in the way he doesn't continue to wear that expression that seems to drag down his entire face. That's always a good sign, showing Inigo isn't just trying to shove this aside without being fully satisfy.

So Tidus chuckles, putting his hands on his legs, not bumping into the hand on one as he leans forward just an inch. ]

You do. [ Though Tidus isn't thinking wink wink, nudge nudge. ] Way you can start? Is by showing me a smile!

A reeaal big and good one! [ Like the one that's spreading on Tidus's face. ]

I'm waiting!

[ chop chop, bro!! Let's feel all good and cheerful, first!! ]

[ This definitely isn't as wink wink, nudge nudge as Inigo expected.

And that sheer fact does manage to catch him off guard, considering he was entirely anticipating a different angle. The unsureness on his face fades, but it's instead replaced by him blinking blankly at Tidus in surprise.

He then lets out a sound that'd almost sound offended, if it didn't sound kind of amused at the same time. ]

I know you don't want me to force one.

[ Please, if anyone can tell at this point when he's forcing smiles, it's Tidus of all people. ]

I want you to show me what your biggest smile can be right now! [ It's playful, nothing really heavy or expecting anything genuine. Tidus leaning back, giving a tilt of his head. ]

Want me to go first? C'mon, it doesn't have to be your best smile. I did it once. You go like thiiis...!

[ Here we go Inigo, Tidus is putting on his best smile. ]

Gooohhtttthh...ihhht...!

[ please stop trying to speak with your teeth clenched. ]

[ Inigo stares.

And then, one or two moments later, he instead bursts out into laughter. As if this is some sort of normal occasion, and Tidus isn't sitting here in just his underwear pulling the dumbest face imaginable. ]

What's that! [ Inigo is also having a hard time talking, but honestly, that's more just since he's having a hard time even breathing between all the laughs that escape him. ] You look like someone is threatening you with a sword to your throat!

[ Please, Tidus. You can't think that looks natural. ]

That's definitely not your best smile. And I like to think I'm an expert in that area. [ The area of Tidus smiles, yes. ]

[ Laugh get!

Tidus holds onto the smile for a while longer (more like a smiling cringe) before he lets go with his own goofy laugh, giving Inigo a playful punch to the shoulder. ]

Oh yeah? You the Prince of Smiles now? Show me how a real pro does it then! Come on!

[ This is it, you can't back out now, Inigo. You're in this dumb, silliest contest between two half or nearly naked guys in their room. The best remedy when recovering from the doldrums.

(tidus's underwear is red, jus fyi) ]

[ Please, Tidus. Know who you're challenging here while sitting there in your red underwear. Inigo truly is the master of this sort of thing after forcing smiles for years upon years upon years.

So he instantly smiles. Granted, it helps that he was laughing already, but he's got a smile stretching across his face in no time. It looks super genuine too, despite him summoning it on the spot. ]

You can't win from me when it comes to this!

[ But Tidus has won when it comes to distractions.

Both distracting from Inigo's own mood from a moment ago, and from Tidus's red underwear. ]

No waayy, you're cheatin'! How're you doing iiiit!

[ He's all volume and somewhere being acting aghast through a delightful tone, a far wider and more natural smile spread across his own face now. Even through the wild 'disbelieving' shake of his head he gives.

Tidus sits his hands on the sides of Inigo's face, gives the act of inspecting his face, but no more than a moment. A hum of a sound leaving his lips as he sits there like that, looking at Inigo. ]

Feeling better?

[ Heheh. ]

[ B-Bro, not too close while you're all gorgeous and near-naked like this--

Though thankfully the mood is just a little too goofy for Inigo to fully lose himself in the fluster of that thought. Instead he just keeps on smiling, though his perfectly manufactured smile melts into something a little bit softer when he stares into Tidus's eyes. ]

Yes, you goof.

[ How does Tidus even do it, changing the mood around so easily? It's almost like magic, though Inigo is infinitely grateful for it.

One of his hands lands on Tidus's thigh, resting there, though it doesn't seem to be deliberately sensual in any way. More just Inigo wanting more contact at a moment like this. ]

Don't think I don't know what you were doing. But it works.

That's the part that matters.

[ The working part. Tidus slides his hands from Inigo's cheeks to resting them on the curve of his shoulder by his neck, his smile goofy but genuine. This mood better than what it was before, to see Inigo smiling again too, comfortable. ]

So... this is the part where we can make out now, right? Man to man.

[ See, no women here! All guys! Men. (very stupid young men) ]

The most manly of makeouts.

[ Isn't that what you want, bro.

Let's be real though, it's just Inigo going along with the joke - in a tone that's light enough that it seems real, like the clouds really did lift away from his heart.

Enough so for him to lean a little closer, trying to not put too much pressure on that hand resting on Tidus's thigh as he's doing so, before he's fully leaning in to kiss the other. ]

[ Man to man. It's dumb enough that Tidus can't take the insinuation seriously - ...rather, less insinuating, and more outright blatant. His legs strong enough to do with any weight put to them when Inigo comes in, and he meets the lips there ready to greet him. Something soft, something sweet; not the most manliest of makeouts at all, but the right flavour that Tidus likes.

Lips pressing into each other, firm yet chaste. An inch that he can pull back from them, still feeling their breath between them as he looks at Inigo this close.

He wraps an arm around Inigo's side away from the bed... and then pulls at the both of them, dropping their weight towards the blankets.

suuurrppriiiiseeeee!!

(we can make out from here too, bro) ]

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