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. ]
klavier is more surprised by its suddenness than by the kiss itself. no argument, no shut up, no pushing or pulling. apollo turns his head and leans up and their mouths meet in what feels like a clean, swift motion.
finally. klavier closes his eyes, tempers his smile, and slowly kisses him back, drawing it out as long as apollo allows him. ]
[ I'm pretty sure apollo caved first last time we threaded them too because he's an idiot and easy to bait into things but it's fine!!! this is fine? he's definitely thinking "oh my god" and also "shut up" but that can come later because he's kind of surprised klavier's kissing back. there's a startled sort of sound against his mouth, but... you know what. okay. it doesn't have to mean anything. it also means apollo doesn't have to move back right away and instead turns to lean in closer, letting his hands kind of help balance him with one on klavier's neck and one on his chest.
so this is probably a decent sign he's very aware he's doing this on purpose. that's nice. that said, eventually he is the one who pulls back first, staring at him for a moment with a deer in the headlights sort of expression because he's very aware he was doing this on purpose. a. ]
[ they're just gonna very publicly make out on this bench a little then! not too much, but enough to make their intentions unmistakable. as apollo sets his hands on him, klavier lets his unoccupied hand fall to apollo's thigh—not suggestively, just for leverage.
apollo is the first to pull away, and klavier smiles again as his eyes blink open. he stays close, just enough to keep their gazes leveled on each other. yes, they both did this on purpose. ]
[ oh to be in your early 20s and decide you don't care for five minutes. granted now that they stopped he's hyperaware of where klavier's hand is, and that they're definitely in public, and there are also people who should never, ever catch wind of this for the time being. so yes, he's staring for a while as his brain sort of oozes out of his ears.
fact: making out with klavier gavin is fine. fact: klavier kissed him back and didn't pull away. fact: tragically he was pretty into it before he stopped and had to face the consequences of his actions (actually giving klavier an answer.) the answer is both yes and no, and he's not sure which one is better. ]
We don't have to talk about this. [ it's an out if klavier wants one despite the fact he's the one who brought it up. ]
[ luckily his brain to mouth filter does stop him from saying "i'm not having sex with you right now" because that's the conclusion based on earlier discussions. and then he thinks about why the "right now" is there. and then he gets mad about having the assumption at all and so his face kind of scrunches up in his confusion before he tries to calm his brain down. ]
... okay. Where? [ tentative, but he's not pulling back so that's a good sign. probably. ]
[ THEY DON'T HAVE TO FUCK but they at least can't stay here. klavier watches that frustration scrunch up apollo's face and he can't help lightly chuckling. adorable. he's sure if he said it out loud, apollo would blow a gasket. ]
Somewhere other than here, with a little more privacy.
[ he drops his hands and lets the cape fall away as he stands up.
he doesn't feel so cold anymore. he offers apollo his hand. ]
I can't offer you my hotel room, but perhaps the far corner of some lonesome bar will do. Ah, and before your mind wanders too far, I have no interest in accumulating charges for public indecency.
[ i feel like apollo is one of those people where you tell him something he doesn't like he gets extremely stubborn about it and can't stop thinking about it, so the thought is there because he's still half-offended klavier gave it a nine. and he's almost enough of a brat to go "fix it yourself then" but he has enough self-preservation not to immediately barrel into a situation he's still reading.
also he would in fact blow a gasket if he was called adorable in this moment. instead, he looks at the abandoned cape and klavier's hand before he rolls his eyes and takes it. affection? providing warmth? his own inability not to push a little further and see how it goes? yes. ]
Yeah, your room is the last place I want to be seen. [ because he's pretty sure ema would explode and he'd die via snackoo attack. ] Then what do you have an interest in right now? Just so I'm clear here.
[ would apollo justice agree to bang after three days of vacation.... who can say...
this is new. he's following partially out of curiosity and partially because he has no choice with klavier's arm around his waist, but it does mean they're out of the biome. going out of the biome means the effects wear off entirely, and it means apollo's back to being himself.
...it would be weirder to suddenly pull away. it's what he tells himself, and he shrugs. very different response from yelling about omegaverse earlier, and even though the tips of his ears are red he seems to be mostly keeping control of his feelings. (never mind that said-feelings are nerves because making out is one thing, sex is another.) ]
No, I just don't think you'd go through with it. [ with a little hint of a smirk. this is going to blow up in his face, but that's fine. he'll figure his way out eventually. ]
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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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klavier is more surprised by its suddenness than by the kiss itself. no argument, no shut up, no pushing or pulling. apollo turns his head and leans up and their mouths meet in what feels like a clean, swift motion.
finally. klavier closes his eyes, tempers his smile, and slowly kisses him back, drawing it out as long as apollo allows him. ]
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so this is probably a decent sign he's very aware he's doing this on purpose. that's nice. that said, eventually he is the one who pulls back first, staring at him for a moment with a deer in the headlights sort of expression because he's very aware he was doing this on purpose. a. ]
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apollo is the first to pull away, and klavier smiles again as his eyes blink open. he stays close, just enough to keep their gazes leveled on each other. yes, they both did this on purpose. ]
An effect of the candy, or...?
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fact: making out with klavier gavin is fine. fact: klavier kissed him back and didn't pull away. fact: tragically he was pretty into it before he stopped and had to face the consequences of his actions (actually giving klavier an answer.) the answer is both yes and no, and he's not sure which one is better. ]
We don't have to talk about this. [ it's an out if klavier wants one despite the fact he's the one who brought it up. ]
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Mm. You're right. Especially not here.
[ he lifts his hand from apollo's thigh, instead reaching to hold his arm by the elbow. ]
I would at least like to escort you elsewhere.
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... okay. Where? [ tentative, but he's not pulling back so that's a good sign. probably. ]
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Somewhere other than here, with a little more privacy.
[ he drops his hands and lets the cape fall away as he stands up.
he doesn't feel so cold anymore. he offers apollo his hand. ]
I can't offer you my hotel room, but perhaps the far corner of some lonesome bar will do. Ah, and before your mind wanders too far, I have no interest in accumulating charges for public indecency.
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also he would in fact blow a gasket if he was called adorable in this moment. instead, he looks at the abandoned cape and klavier's hand before he rolls his eyes and takes it. affection? providing warmth? his own inability not to push a little further and see how it goes? yes. ]
Yeah, your room is the last place I want to be seen. [ because he's pretty sure ema would explode and he'd die via snackoo attack. ] Then what do you have an interest in right now? Just so I'm clear here.
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anyway, he lets apollo get to his feet and... lets go.
only to wrap an arm around his waist and lead them off towards the bars. ]
That's a good joke. [ because who wouldn't wanna be seen going in klavier's bedroom. 🙄 kills him. but before that: ]
Oh? I expected more of your stuttering at the mere suggestion of sex. You take no issue with it?
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this is new. he's following partially out of curiosity and partially because he has no choice with klavier's arm around his waist, but it does mean they're out of the biome. going out of the biome means the effects wear off entirely, and it means apollo's back to being himself.
...it would be weirder to suddenly pull away. it's what he tells himself, and he shrugs. very different response from yelling about omegaverse earlier, and even though the tips of his ears are red he seems to be mostly keeping control of his feelings. (never mind that said-feelings are nerves because making out is one thing, sex is another.) ]
No, I just don't think you'd go through with it. [ with a little hint of a smirk. this is going to blow up in his face, but that's fine. he'll figure his way out eventually. ]
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he lifts his other hand and presses it to his forehead. (he's still a little cold, so what does this really do? nothing. but it feels appropriate.) ]
Perhaps this candy affected you more deeply than I anticipated.
[ ARE YOU SICK? MENTALLY? ]
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