[He leans into that touch with a little hum. He gives a small nod. It pains him to make this arrangement at all, but he is glad that Rui is taking it very seriously, and isn't reacting with any sort of anger or disdain for what will be like walking on eggshells for the next foreseeable future.]
[His heart feels like it will burst at any moment, even by just that. That regardless of what they're trying to have, and the absolute danger it would mean to navigate it, Rui hasn't turned on him. He's accepting. It makes him want to cry, but he does his best to hold it back. It's hard. He feels things very strongly all the time and he has never been good at masking.]
...
[His question gives him some pause.]
I want us to. I-I want to hope that it would be possible. I think... I will have to talk it over with the others, but ...to collaborate... i-it feels like a safe, innocuous matter. An alibi, even. After all ...there are many idols who "collaborate."
Then just knowing that you feel the same is enough for me, fufu~ Please, don't look so sad. We can work it out, and if we can't, then at least we've tried. That's always better than giving up from the start.
[18 minutes, maybe. A secret just of his own, and a new goal that doesn't blow his current ones out of the water. One that could help everyone involved, if they're only careful enough. And he's getting better and better at being careful with other people, these days.
Rui can't hold back all of that affection that's been forced and swallowed down for so long, and it explodes onto his face in a grin aimed squarely at Mayoi alone.]
Now that that's been decided, we should make the most of this time left to us. Unless...You have another place we could escape to, but I feel like that'd be betraying your unit and the lovely girl who gave me this badge. I owe her most of all. The point is--
I want to get to know about you. What's your favourite kind of music to listen to? What committee are you on in school? Is that beauty mark real? What are you most afraid of? Tell me everything you want to share with someone, and I'll give you everything twofold!
[Ah, he looks a little bashful at being told not to look sad. Rui-san is right, he has no reason to be sad, not really. They are both here right now and they have a shot at something. While he does not know what it might be, it's potential leaves him brimming with affection in a way that it makes it hard for him not to just crack into a smile. It's very moe, this weird purple shark-man.]
Y-you're right. I'm sorry.
[He will gently lead them to the little love seat in the room so they can sit down. Mayoi is running off adrenaline, but in reality he is very tired and he can feel his stamina running out.]
Anzu-san... she is the one who helped us. She's a producer- a miracle worker. An angel to every idol of ES. I-I'm very grateful to her. She has a lovely heart.
[Ah, but ...to learn about him. He's usually so abhorrent of talking about himself. He'd use every chance to deflect away- but. Rui-san is different. He was different from the very beginning and he finds that he does not ...wish to hide himself from him. It's such a strange feeling that is actually catches him off guard. He's quiet for a moment.]
[He chuckles finally and gives Rui a smile that slithers across his face, reaching his eyes. He takes the hand that he has not let go of yet and brings it up to that beauty mark just so he can brush it ever so gently. It's very real.]
Rui-san has so many questions for meeee~ where shall I start...? I favor music from stage productions ...and anything that has a dark and gloomy feel. I am a member of the ninja association ...as well as the sweets circle and overnight outdoors circle among ES.
[He leaves the last question off, because it is not something easy to answer. His smile falls a little as he gives it some thought.]
[Anzu-san, huh? Rui makes a mental note to...Maybe send her a bouquet of flowers or something, if he can. He really owes her, and he'd dwell more on it if only Mayoi weren't currently speaking, directing him to touch his face, and his attention thus currently detained elsewhere.
His thumb rolls affectionately over the beauty spot, tempted to move elsewhere as if to map out a face he's memorised by vision alone. It's surreal, to be so close again and for a burgeoning fascination to be so completely overridden into whatever it is currently gurgling and whirring away in his chest. It's good. That's what matters.]
I might have expected your taste in music, then; something with real flair, that captures the heart and mind of the audience and lets the performer truly showcase their voice~ [The implication there, he feels, doesn't need to be spelled out.] And your committees...You're quite ambitious with your time, aren't you? But I get to understand you a little better, now...And know what to get you as a gift, too.
If you don't want to answer the last question, that's alright. It came tumbling out before I could stop it, and I was a little selfish in asking that of you right off the bat. Just knowing what you like, and a little of how you spend your time...That's plenty for me. You can ask me things instead, to make it fair.
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[His heart feels like it will burst at any moment, even by just that. That regardless of what they're trying to have, and the absolute danger it would mean to navigate it, Rui hasn't turned on him. He's accepting. It makes him want to cry, but he does his best to hold it back. It's hard. He feels things very strongly all the time and he has never been good at masking.]
...
[His question gives him some pause.]
I want us to. I-I want to hope that it would be possible. I think... I will have to talk it over with the others, but ...to collaborate... i-it feels like a safe, innocuous matter. An alibi, even. After all ...there are many idols who "collaborate."
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[18 minutes, maybe. A secret just of his own, and a new goal that doesn't blow his current ones out of the water. One that could help everyone involved, if they're only careful enough. And he's getting better and better at being careful with other people, these days.
Rui can't hold back all of that affection that's been forced and swallowed down for so long, and it explodes onto his face in a grin aimed squarely at Mayoi alone.]
Now that that's been decided, we should make the most of this time left to us. Unless...You have another place we could escape to, but I feel like that'd be betraying your unit and the lovely girl who gave me this badge. I owe her most of all. The point is--
I want to get to know about you. What's your favourite kind of music to listen to? What committee are you on in school? Is that beauty mark real? What are you most afraid of? Tell me everything you want to share with someone, and I'll give you everything twofold!
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Y-you're right. I'm sorry.
[He will gently lead them to the little love seat in the room so they can sit down. Mayoi is running off adrenaline, but in reality he is very tired and he can feel his stamina running out.]
Anzu-san... she is the one who helped us. She's a producer- a miracle worker. An angel to every idol of ES. I-I'm very grateful to her. She has a lovely heart.
[Ah, but ...to learn about him. He's usually so abhorrent of talking about himself. He'd use every chance to deflect away- but. Rui-san is different. He was different from the very beginning and he finds that he does not ...wish to hide himself from him. It's such a strange feeling that is actually catches him off guard. He's quiet for a moment.]
[He chuckles finally and gives Rui a smile that slithers across his face, reaching his eyes. He takes the hand that he has not let go of yet and brings it up to that beauty mark just so he can brush it ever so gently. It's very real.]
Rui-san has so many questions for meeee~ where shall I start...? I favor music from stage productions ...and anything that has a dark and gloomy feel. I am a member of the ninja association ...as well as the sweets circle and overnight outdoors circle among ES.
[He leaves the last question off, because it is not something easy to answer. His smile falls a little as he gives it some thought.]
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His thumb rolls affectionately over the beauty spot, tempted to move elsewhere as if to map out a face he's memorised by vision alone. It's surreal, to be so close again and for a burgeoning fascination to be so completely overridden into whatever it is currently gurgling and whirring away in his chest. It's good. That's what matters.]
I might have expected your taste in music, then; something with real flair, that captures the heart and mind of the audience and lets the performer truly showcase their voice~ [The implication there, he feels, doesn't need to be spelled out.] And your committees...You're quite ambitious with your time, aren't you? But I get to understand you a little better, now...And know what to get you as a gift, too.
If you don't want to answer the last question, that's alright. It came tumbling out before I could stop it, and I was a little selfish in asking that of you right off the bat. Just knowing what you like, and a little of how you spend your time...That's plenty for me. You can ask me things instead, to make it fair.