[ 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. ]
[ he breaks eye contact not long after, so that's probably another sign that he's not entirely sold on the idea. ]
Just because I don't do this a lot—[ever.]—doesn't mean it's not a possibility.
[ although the longer he thinks about it the more he seems less sure if casual fucking your colleague really is a good idea. not enough to be totally turned off by the idea, but still. ]
[ klavier goes quiet again, this time searching apollo's face even as his gaze slips away. he considers something.
then, making up his mind, he looks around and turns them towards a nearby darkened alleyway—not unclean, but definitely well-hidden behind one of the glamorous buildings, with nothing but a dead-end brick wall at the end of it.
he doesn't force apollo into it. in fact, he turns so that he's walking backwards, tugging apollo in with him. ]
Show me then. [ he smiles, pearly-white. ] If you can be as courageous as you say, without the help of the candies from that market.
[ at least the man has a sense of privacy still. not that apollo doubted it, considering why they moved in the first place, but he follows and disappears with him down this alleyway. klavier's walking backwards and he hears the words almost as a challenge, which obviously is going to go well for everybody.
what it means though is he glances up again, giving him a critical stare before he sighs quietly. it has less to do with being brave and more to do with overthinking the repercussions. namely, how stupid is it going to be to do anything with him and have to face off in court a few months down the line? but again, he should think about work less and maybe consider what he's interested in more.
currently, he's interested in seeing what klavier will do if apollo proves him wrong, and also making the man less smug about it. it means he turns, walking klavier backwards until his back hits the bricks and apollo stands on his toes in front of him, pulling him down to kiss him again. maybe it's better not to overthink for now. ]
[ i feel like if he banged klavier and klav died the next day he'd take it as a bad omen and never speak to him again, so no, but i can't promise it's off the table when apollo does eventually die sorry2say. ]
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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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What's that supposed to mean? [ he might in fact be going slightly insane. ]
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Just because I don't do this a lot—[ever.]—doesn't mean it's not a possibility.
[ although the longer he thinks about it the more he seems less sure if casual fucking your colleague really is a good idea. not enough to be totally turned off by the idea, but still. ]
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then, making up his mind, he looks around and turns them towards a nearby darkened alleyway—not unclean, but definitely well-hidden behind one of the glamorous buildings, with nothing but a dead-end brick wall at the end of it.
he doesn't force apollo into it. in fact, he turns so that he's walking backwards, tugging apollo in with him. ]
Show me then. [ he smiles, pearly-white. ] If you can be as courageous as you say, without the help of the candies from that market.
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what it means though is he glances up again, giving him a critical stare before he sighs quietly. it has less to do with being brave and more to do with overthinking the repercussions. namely, how stupid is it going to be to do anything with him and have to face off in court a few months down the line? but again, he should think about work less and maybe consider what he's interested in more.
currently, he's interested in seeing what klavier will do if apollo proves him wrong, and also making the man less smug about it. it means he turns, walking klavier backwards until his back hits the bricks and apollo stands on his toes in front of him, pulling him down to kiss him again. maybe it's better not to overthink for now. ]
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until then apollo can have a crisis about making out being a bad omen, thank you klavier. ]