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[ There's a small noise coming from Inigo, like an immediate reaction to Tidus's words, to the kiss, to everything, followed up by him moving even a little closer to the other.

It's a content noise though. ]

I love it when you say stuff like that.

[ When Tidus is so optimistic, he means. When the other decides to ignore common sense, and just try to view a situation in a positive way anyway.

Especially since Tidus's passion is always so strong that Inigo finds himself being dragged along, always.

His lips meet the others', but just for a small, lazy kiss to punctuate that statement. ]

Is it sexy?

[ Because maybe the remark isn't meant to be a tease, something fun, but it sure sounds like it when they're in this leisurely mood. Speaking between kisses, which Tidus doesn't give exactly after he speaks, but bumps his nose against Inigo's.

Because bumping noses is very sexy. ]

[ Incredibly sexy.

Or more just really cute, but then again, Inigo likes that just as much. Especially when it's coming from Tidus, who does have a huge cute side to him, but seems to get easily embarrassed about that as well. It makes actual displays of it, voluntarily offered by the other like this, feel even more precious.

It's why something as simple as just a nose boop makes Inigo smile already. ]

Hmm. [ A non-commital answer. Sure, Tidus, you can think it's sexy if you want, Inigo has his own ideas about it.

But he doesn't leave it at that, adding: ]

It makes me think about how lucky I am to know you.

You are!

[ Shame? What's shame, Tidus has never heard of it, face even brightening at the agreement.

But there's more to it than a playfulness, a cockiness; there's the face his grin pinches into his cheeks, the sunny energy it inspires. Tidus laughs with it, cuddling back into the sheets. ]

And you know, I wouldn't do this stuff with just any other guy. [ You know!! ] They'd really have to wine and dine me, and get on my good side. Take me around the city, show me a good time?

[ Heheh. He turns his head, looking back at Inigo. ]

Think you know how to woo me?

[ Hey, it's exactly that lack of shame that Inigo likes so much. That bright smile on Tidus's face, shining upon him like the sun itself - that's what Inigo likes seeing the most on the other's face. To know that it can still be there, even through all the crap they constantly have to endure.

It's important. ]

You mean I haven't yet?

[ Inigo definitely sounds amused, sounds like he's playing along, but the smile on his own face is so genuine. It's not quite as bright as the other guy's - instead it's just warm. Full of the fondness he feels for the other. ]

What else have all our romantic magazine-reading nights in bed together been for?

I started that!

[ You can't woo him with the romantic magazine-reading nights he started, Ingio! Listen to this protest! ]

You've gotta woo me in other ways! An Inigo way, [ he adds with a husky voice, which then lifts as he includes: ] --of Ylisse!

[ That's what makes it an Inigo way, after all. What Inigo would introduce magazines as a form of wooing? (Clerly, this is a Tidus tactic.) ]

What would you do back home? C'mon - tell me.

[ See, that question is difficult.

But it's mostly difficult in the sense that the honest answer is such a moodkiller. Just the fact that Inigo has never thought about a proper date, because he never had the chance to. That he just mimicked what he saw other guys do when he proposed romantic stuff to girls. That he's never got to think about what his personal thing would be, because deep down - he never imagined that really happening for himself.

He doesn't say any of it. He tries to kill the thought, but already feels it dragging down his heart a little.

Inigo refuses to let it go down all the way. ]

Um.. [ It does make his outward mood shift a little too. Thankfully he manages to keep from looking sad, but he still seems more shy, and less smiley.

He awkwardly shifts a little on the bed. ]

I'd.. get you flowers? [ That is a genuine idea. It's something he would consider romantic, though.. ] .. I'm not sure if you'd find that romantic though.

[ Tidus wasn't unaware this wouldn't potentially shift the mood, so he's prepared when he sees it. The uncertainty, for reasons that Tidus can guess - that Inigo didn't get to have much experience with it back home, never had much of a chance.

But he won't back down, withdraw or change the subject for it. Just a dip in his volume, but otherwise still with a smile. ]

Guys can give guys flowers. [ It also dictates his answer; where he doesn't immediately make about himself, thoughtful in his reply. ] If someone dated you, they'd need to be okay with them. [ Hmmm. ]

You know, I never had flowers back home. I guess I could get a pot. [ Oh, but he's getting distracted, isn't he? Even his gaze is distracted, returning onto Inigo. ] Where would we go? If we could go anywhere in a town... one like Irivar!

Or would we stay in?

[ There - it's a deliberate, subtle thing: not to picture the ruin of home, but to turn this into a fantasy. A world that's pleasant - one where Inigo can go on dates and give guys flowers. ]

It's more fun to go somewhere for a date, right?

[ Granted, Inigo is still trying to navigate this here. He's never had time to think about what an actual fun date would be, rather than just copying what he's seen from others. Something he thinks would be fun, and something that would be fun for ~~Tidus~~ a potential date-goer too. ]

Like.. going to eat together somewhere. [ The opportunities for fun in places like Ylisse - or Irivar, which is a good example since it was on such a similar societal and technological level - are a bit more limited, but he's working with it. ] Maybe we could go to a festival, if there's one in town.

[ Now that actually sounds like a good idea, despite how rare those were back home because of all the.. circumstances.

Inigo shyly stares over at Tidus. ]

There's always a lot to do at those. Stalls with food, traveling troupes putting on plays, usually there's fun competitions too.. [ T-That sounds good, right, bro? Would you like to be wooed there, d-dude? ]

Yeah! [ Well would you listen to that - Tidus agreeing to a good time? Of course! ] And it goes on into the night? I miss that - just seeing the night sky and wandering around and doing what we want! If we got to do that back in Irivar...

[ Since, Irivar was decent. For the tragedy going in, it's been the closest to okay they've visited, apart from Gyueran. ...Terra too, but 'a city underground' isn't that interesting to Tidus than a city or town with a view of the sky.

He even looks up now at the darkness above their heads, imagining it. ]

Going to a bunch of stalls, trying out foods... [ --eheheheh. Don't mind the grin forming on his face as he looks at you, bro. ] And live music means dancing.

[ Daaaancing, broooo. ]

[ Bro, why does it always have to end with dancing?! It's even worse this time around, since it's definitely viewed from a kind of romantic point of view on Inigo's end, even if Tidus sounds so much more jokey about it.

Which means his own mind is definitely moving on to the mental image of him and Tidus.. slowdancing together.. s-staring into each other's eyes.. b-bro..!! ]

I'm starting to think that you're the one who's more into dancing here.

[ Inigo is blushing so hard at this point - and he doesn't even dare to look directly at the other guy with the way his heart is beating inside of his chest right now. If he was already a little flustered a moment ago, then right now, he is very much hitting the upper limits of fluster here. Don't give him a heart attack, bro!! ]

[ Tidus knows he's hitting Inigo's flustered notes. He even chuckles, twisting his head back in Inigo's direction, even if he knows he's not going to get the other guy to meet his eye so easy now. But that's okay; he enjoys this too, watching him get so shy.

It's his favourite. ]

I'm into dancing. [ Sure, why not. ] --when it's with other people.

[ Clubs are pretty cool, even if Inigo isn't going to think about those. But it's not a lie, is it? ]

Dancing alone's no fun! Not for me anyway. And if I can get you out there with me, it's even better.

[ Spoken as if from experience. Which, Aquafir might count, a little. But this just means he needs to show that he's prepared to make Inigo's life dreadfully better. ]

[ Inigo reaches over, a hand knocking against Tidus's shoulder - but it's so light that it can't even be called a hit. It's like the softest possible physical protest ever. ]

Yeah, so you can tease me relentlessly.

[ Inigo doesn't make any disillusions that Tidus doesn't enjoy getting Inigo to dance mostly for Inigo's own sake, so he can do what he likes without feeling too flustered about it..

.. but, well. It's not like this isn't true as well, if not just a tad. And it's easier to acknowledge when his heart is already beating so rapidly. He's still looking flustered, so it's pretty obvious where this kind of remark is coming from.

(Yes, this is the same person who was up Tidus's ass just ten minutes ago, thanks.) ]

[ (Tidus knows; he can still feel his ghost dick up there, bro.)

But while Inigo baps him, Tidus puts more effort into his own nudge, body bumping into his. ]

I never tease you about dancing! [ Excuse you! It's mock offence, but maybe 1% real offence! ] You know that if you needed a dance partner, I'd be in, a hundred and ten percent!

[ A beat. ] You'd just have to put up with the results.

[ Of Tidus having no dance moves except one. ]

What, should I say the same about blitzball then?

[ In fact, Tidus can expect even less results there. After all, Inigo can barely swim, let alone moving through water and playing a ball game at the same time.

That's just begging for that ball to somehow end up right in his face.

.. he glances away right after saying it. ]

Guess that doesn't work, since you're not embarrassed about it. [ T-Though he would still play blitzball with you if you'd want, bro. :( ]

Do I need to be? [ Is that the point? All Tidus is hearing, thinking about it for a second... ]

I can teach you some moves - how to train, out of water. There's still a bunch of movement you can learn without a pool. It gets you ready for the real thing.

[ Plus, beggars really can't be choosers... ]

And it's fun to do. I can show you how to do a backward flip in the air!

[ Doesn't that sound cool, bro!? ]

[ Yes, that is the point! Because it's so much easier for Tidus to play blitzball together with someone than it is for Inigo to dance with someone - especially since the former used to do it in front of so many people. It's just not comparable.

But that doesn't matter as they're headed further into the forest of this topic. Inigo may be kind of lukewarm on the idea of sports as a whole, it's not like he'd just never be prepared to at least try and play blitzball when it's so important to Tidus.

Even if he can imagine many balls flying in his face in the future. It's like a future vision.. A prophecy.. ]

You can show me, sure, but I don't know as much about trying to copy that succesfully.

[ If not just because none of his previous flip attempts ever went super well. Maybe if he had been taught how to dance more flippy dances when he was younger.. ]

Are you going to take care of me when I break my back? [ Bro? Are you prepared? ]

I'll heal you up myself and get Ryo to feed you muffins every day.

[ Isn't that stellar care? Muffins every day. But that's as serious as he's willing to give the possibility, which is already highly unlikely, just dramatics. He scoots himself, lifting his weight on one arm so he can lean over Inigo some.

Giving him a look, and a voice to verify it: ]

But you should think about what else I'll do for you if you manage to get the hang of some cool blitzball moves. Y'know, the idea kinda makes me hot...

[ Heh. ]

[ Stupid sexy Tidus.

Stupid sexy Tidus is just trying to tempt him here, and Inigo knows it. He knows that every single bit of this is carefully calculated. The way Tidus is so close to basically draping himself right over Inigo. That look in his eyes. That tone. Those words! And the worst part is that Inigo knows he's falling for it. Even as his brain is consciously telling himself that this is deliberate, he feels his dumb heart beat more quickly all the same, because he is and will forever be stupidly weak for this guy. ]

You can't do this to me. [ Inigo says - no, it's more like he squeaks the words. He looks trapped like a cat in a corner, and yet flustered all at the same time.

He can't even look directly into the other guy's eyes. C-Come on, bro, don't try to seduce him! ]

[ 'You can't do this to me.' The one protest from Inigo that Tidus regularly ignores, even though he tells himself he'll behave, go easy on the guy.

But how can he ever, ever help himself when he gets like this with him? When he's sure that Inigo's wishing he could sink into the bed, disappear - but doesn't really want to. Because Tidus isn't the only one who gets off in this room; isn't the only one who likes what they do between each other. ]

I'll suck your dick if you do a successful spin kick. [ Said, like he hadn't heard the squeak of defence, sly in tone and everything else. Hovering above him as Tidus does too, his gaze weighing down on Inigo.

But then he chuckles, a laugh, and he brings his head down close to Inigo's chest and shakes it, his free hand shoving playfully against one of the guy's shoulders. A silly thing before he lowers back down. ]

What! It's not like I'm gonna hold out 'til you learn to do it - it's a win-win for you!

[ Please! No matter what, Inigo gets some!! ]

[ It's a win-win for Inigo, perhaps, but it's not a win-win for Inigo's heart. At this rate he feels like he might just die of a heart attack before he ever turns 20, let alone 30. It's just the sheer effect simple words on Tidus's end have for Inigo's heart. It starts beating so rapidly at the mere mention of the other sucking his dick, like he's already imagining it, already experiencing it. ]

It's just-- you can't say stuff like that! Not so casually!

[ Broooo. He's dying here.

But apparently not dying enough to not do a single thing here. Because he's reaching out, his hand landing on the back of Tidus's head - so he can drag the other back down again, closer, and press their lips together for a moment before his hand drops back down on the bed. ]

You drive me crazy. Seriously.

[ Be aware of your effect on him, fool! Gek! ]

[ Tidus lets himself be pulled down, regardless of knowing what reason Inigo's doing it. He likes the fussing like this, the fluster, but he does quite like Inigo's lips, too. Humming as Inigo voices his weakness, amused, but also tickled as he takes those lips back again for another kiss. ]

How much? [ Heheh - kiss. ] Too much? Not enough?

[ Another kiss, as Tidus lets his face linger where Inigo's brought it. ]

I think it's a good kind of crazy.

[ In Tidus's very unbias and correct opinion. ]

[ It's a good kind of crazy when it makes him forget all about his worries for a few moments, Inigo thinks.

But he doesn't say it. ]

Don't grin like that.

[ Tidus is way too close for Inigo to be able to tell whether he's grinning or not. He's just assuming, going by Tidus's tone of voice.

And yet, despite the weakest admonishment known to mankind, Inigo just kisses Tidus again too. Like the other didn't already pepper his lips with kisses just now. ]

You're acting like you've won something.

[ If he wasn't grinning before, telling him not to makes the edges of his mouth pull even more upward to ensure it.

He's definitely grinning against that kiss, anyway. ]

I am winning. [ Winning what? Even Tidus doesn't immediately know, but he's certain he is. He flops himself back onto his side, but letting his arm laze over Inigo. Because it can. ]

I'm winning a lot, [ he further confirms, the smuggest guy on the train right about now - and far more cuddly than a guy should be, for who got it up the butt for the first time ever.

But when you're a winner, that's how it be. ]

[ Inigo lets out a groan, as if Tidus claiming he's winning is the absolute most bothersome thing in the entire world to deal with right now.

But is he actually complaining, when he isn't moving an inch away from the other or that arm draped over him? Of course not. Inigo is actually enjoying this, no matter how much of a drama queen he might be in this moment. ]

Don't act so full of yourself. [ Inigo leans in closer, kissing him again, his hands wandering down to press themselves against Tidus's abs. ] You think you're winning that much? Just because you're a slightly attractive guy?

[ H-Haha, clearly only slightly, n-not like Inigo has dreams about stupid wildly attractive Tidus or anything..!! G-Gek! ]

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