Seven point five for how good it was to see you sort of relaxed. [ which isn't entirely all of it but it's close enough, so he's just turning to get ready to leave. ] But if that's it, then... [ shrugs! again, warm yourself up. he still has his sunglasses? apollo what are you doing. ]
Ah. [ aw. klavier is a little surprised before he relaxes again, but there's also something else behind it. he's a little more... guarded. ] That's sweet of you.
[ anyway. anyway! apollo turns, and already the cold sweeps over klavier again. instinctively, he reaches out for apollo's wrist. warmth spreads to his palm. ]
Sure. [ it's a kindness that is WASTED. or not really, he just feels like an idiot now that he's way more aware of how he's behaving. but klavier grabs his wrist and he doesn't pull back, allowing him to hold on while he looks at him again. ]
... yeah? [ it's hesitant, but prompting. he's also ready to murder if this is about him needing to get laid again though. ]
... okay? [ he's not sure he wants to be an experiment. but he settles on the bench next to him, turning sideways to face him better.
Ominous.
he has a vague suspicion, but he isn't going to be the one to say anything until he's more sure. klavier was right. apollo is more likely to act with intent rather than impulse. but that doesn't mean he isn't sort of wondering. ]
[ well! he's going to be an experiment as long as he sits down! and as he does so, klavier spreads the cape so that he sits beneath it, like a wing draped over his shoulders.
because klavier is wrapping an arm around him, like a half-hug. immediately, he feels warmth spread from wherever their bodies are in contact. klavier pauses, eyes closing. ]
[ hm. this isn't surprising, even if he tenses up a little under klavier's arm and then actually relaxes after a second. logically speaking he thinks maybe going outside of the biome where it's warmer might help, but at the same time this is fine, too.
so klavier keeps his eyes shut and apollo's stay open while he's sort of putting other pieces together. well. that's fine. he will keep those feelings to himself for maybe a few more tags at this rate a while. when he speaks though he sounds both amused and skeptical. ]
You could have just asked instead of phrasing it like it might be weird. [ he says, thinking that it is a little weird. but also maybe not? it's a known fact that body heat transfers. also he keeps arguing with himself that he doesn't know klavier that well, but realistically they've worked together for like six months. he's learned to read him a little. he's not exactly a stranger, so. it's fine. vacation mode means a lot of different things here. ]
Imagine. "Can you sit here so I can hold you, Herr Forehead?" You would look at me as if I'd lost my head.
[ very funny considering he dies soon after. right now they get to be pseudo-gay.
klavier's thoughts about this don't run so deep. physical closeness, paparazzi and fans aside, is something he's much more comfortable with than apollo is. there doesn't have to be any deeper meaning to it if things remain unspoken. if he were asked about his opinion of apollo, he would be honest about it with no reservations. ]
At least we know that this is the candy's doing, although I'm not sure how they managed to do it. It's as if the cape isn't there at all.
Regardless, thank you for allowing me this. It shouldn't last long.
Well yeah, mostly because I know you can do better than that. [ affection was a mistake, because he's shifting to get a little more comfortable and leaning into him. solely for warmth, of course. ]
I'm gonna guess it's the same way I have no idea how Trucy's tricks work and they just do. Magic. But yeah... at least we know it's the candy. [ annoying. but he stays there, tucked against his side and eventually shutting his eyes for a moment while he's letting himself do some mental gymnastics.
... to broach the topic... or not... ]
Seriously though, you couldn't have even tried to rate me on something else?
[ listen. sometimes you just have to go with insane bullshit because it's a lot less exhausting and annoying. also he doesn't think klavier will think anything of it. so it's fine. if he thinks about it, he is actually kind of comfortable like this. wow. relaxing can actually be a real thing. he is aware klavier's looking at him, but if he keeps his eyes shut he can't perceive shit. this is just made funnier by the fact klavier dies the next day. ]
Something less focused on my romantic prospects, maybe. [ blunt. ] Or maybe something more general.
Yeah, Sasaki and I met. [ and he blatantly stared at apollo's forehead before asking if his name was apollo so yes, he blamed klavier. ] Anyway... that's the criteria. Something that isn't just about that.
[ never mind he wants to die instead. there's an agitated huff, because it's not a crush? actually he has no idea what it is, this has been something on and off for a little while that he had such an easy time ignoring while they were both working, and now he's basically cuddled right up to him.
again, he wants to die. mostly because he knows klavier is probably no stranger to this kind of behavior from other people, and apollo is aware he's being more affectionate than he should be. but it's more like he's just being more upfront about it rather than doing something he would never do to a person at all.
herr forehead is an apt nickname though given how his is currently scrunching up in though and he's tapping his finger to it. come on, brain. you can do it. ]
I can see this is just a game to you, so no, I'll keep my curiosities to myself. [ no. that's not the right answer but okay. this is why he's single, and why he keeps his group of friends small. learn to use words, justice. ]
[ okay. well. he walked into that one and he pauses.
This was a bad idea. ]
No, that's not what I mean. Focus on warming up. [ he says, still leaning against him to provide warmth. it's debatable if the affection candy is starting to lose his edge or if he's just driving himself insane enough it's overriding the whole thing. ]
Then tell me what you mean. Let me remind you that you brought up the idea of me grading you on different criteria. I'm only attempting to give you what you want.
[ his tone isn't chiding; he's just laying down basic facts, spreading them over the table like a hand of cards. ]
You're fishing for something from me. If I'm wrong, tell me so.
[ do you ever get so annoyed by how something is going you just say "fuck it" and think of all the things you can blame if this goes wrong? no? just him? great! because he's tired of going in a circle and he normally could ignore it, but the combination of the affection candy and klavier pressing him and deciding if this goes poorly he can just never go home again means he's tilting his head up and kissing him instead.
sure. that makes everything so much more clear apollo, thank you. ]
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Seven point five for how good it was to see you sort of relaxed. [ which isn't entirely all of it but it's close enough, so he's just turning to get ready to leave. ] But if that's it, then... [ shrugs! again, warm yourself up. he still has his sunglasses? apollo what are you doing. ]
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[ anyway. anyway! apollo turns, and already the cold sweeps over klavier again. instinctively, he reaches out for apollo's wrist. warmth spreads to his palm. ]
Herr— ...Wait a moment.
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... yeah? [ it's hesitant, but prompting. he's also ready to murder if this is about him needing to get laid again though. ]
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[ he lets go, but only to gesture to the seat beside him. ]
Call it an experiment. If it does nothing, I'll let you go.
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Ominous.
he has a vague suspicion, but he isn't going to be the one to say anything until he's more sure. klavier was right. apollo is more likely to act with intent rather than impulse. but that doesn't mean he isn't sort of wondering. ]
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because klavier is wrapping an arm around him, like a half-hug. immediately, he feels warmth spread from wherever their bodies are in contact. klavier pauses, eyes closing. ]
... Just as I thought.
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so klavier keeps his eyes shut and apollo's stay open while he's sort of putting other pieces together. well. that's fine. he will keep those feelings to himself for
maybe a few more tags at this ratea while. when he speaks though he sounds both amused and skeptical. ]You could have just asked instead of phrasing it like it might be weird. [ he says, thinking that it is a little weird. but also maybe not? it's a known fact that body heat transfers. also he keeps arguing with himself that he doesn't know klavier that well, but realistically they've worked together for like six months. he's learned to read him a little. he's not exactly a stranger, so. it's fine. vacation mode means a lot of different things here. ]
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[ very funny considering he dies soon after. right now they get to be pseudo-gay.
klavier's thoughts about this don't run so deep. physical closeness, paparazzi and fans aside, is something he's much more comfortable with than apollo is. there doesn't have to be any deeper meaning to it if things remain unspoken. if he were asked about his opinion of apollo, he would be honest about it with no reservations. ]
At least we know that this is the candy's doing, although I'm not sure how they managed to do it. It's as if the cape isn't there at all.
Regardless, thank you for allowing me this. It shouldn't last long.
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I'm gonna guess it's the same way I have no idea how Trucy's tricks work and they just do. Magic. But yeah... at least we know it's the candy. [ annoying. but he stays there, tucked against his side and eventually shutting his eyes for a moment while he's letting himself do some mental gymnastics.
... to broach the topic... or not... ]
Seriously though, you couldn't have even tried to rate me on something else?
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don't mind him getting a little more comfortable himself, letting them both lean back on the bench. ]
Like what, exactly?
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Something less focused on my romantic prospects, maybe. [ blunt. ] Or maybe something more general.
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But if you have a criteria you'd like me to grade you on, I will happily give you my feedback as compensation for this incident.
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... have you been describing me to people based on my forehead. [ this isn't what he wanted to ask but this is important too. ]
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... You're aware that isn't a criteria.
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Answer the question, Klavier.
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[ speaking of! he'll go ahead and take his glasses back, sliding them on his head. ]
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Yeah, Sasaki and I met. [ and he blatantly stared at apollo's forehead before asking if his name was apollo so yes, he blamed klavier. ] Anyway... that's the criteria. Something that isn't just about that.
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There is nothing you're curious about? Nothing at all?
[ sorry, apollo, but he is now 90% sure he's crushing on klavier. he's seen this before. ]
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again, he wants to die. mostly because he knows klavier is probably no stranger to this kind of behavior from other people, and apollo is aware he's being more affectionate than he should be. but it's more like he's just being more upfront about it rather than doing something he would never do to a person at all.
herr forehead is an apt nickname though given how his is currently scrunching up in though and he's tapping his finger to it. come on, brain. you can do it. ]
I can see this is just a game to you, so no, I'll keep my curiosities to myself. [ no. that's not the right answer but okay. this is why he's single, and why he keeps his group of friends small. learn to use words, justice. ]
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And this isn't one for you?
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This was a bad idea. ]
No, that's not what I mean. Focus on warming up. [ he says, still leaning against him to provide warmth. it's debatable if the affection candy is starting to lose his edge or if he's just driving himself insane enough it's overriding the whole thing. ]
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[ his tone isn't chiding; he's just laying down basic facts, spreading them over the table like a hand of cards. ]
You're fishing for something from me. If I'm wrong, tell me so.
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sure. that makes everything so much more clear apollo, thank you. ]
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