do you want me, do you want me too?

[melocoton]

THE CONFESSION MEME.

i really, really, really like you! and now it's time to say so, just in time for valentine's day. how will you confess your feelings? through a letter in a shoe locker? face to face? with an "check box if you like me" note? the possibilities are endless!!

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[crystallomancy]

[ the attempted mimicry makes his lip curl, and not in a pleasing way. he plays with his pencil more, rolling it between his fingers, before finally using it to poke subaru's head a few times ]

Fine, you were listenING. Very good, Baru-kun. How did you get that I like you from THAT? [ not that it's wrong, because it isn't, and natsume rests his chin in his palm. pencil down. it's fine. ] Just because it's going to go well for you doesn't mean I like you, does IT?

[ ......yes he has to do this just like this he can't just agree he likes him this is the worst ]

\o/

[sheens]

[ subaru make a little "uuuu" face when natsume pokes at him, stretching out even further across the desk so he almost reaches for him, though his fingers stop an inch or so away.

he lifts his head up, chin resting on the desk. subaru's blue eyes are biiig and shiny, a puppy-eyed pout if anyone's ever seen one. ] What does it mean if it's gonna go well if you don't like me! That's the only good outcome, right?

[ for what it's worth, he doesn't seem to be utterly against it, either... ]

[crystallomancy]

[ it's so easy to tease subaru. and tit for tat, he's caught. natsume stares down at him, lips pressing together tightly as he considers it. it isn't like it's a rejection or anything; it's clarifying, and he exhales very slowly. ]

Yes, it IS. [ there. that's out, more plainly than he'd like. ] And what is your anSWER? 『Speak carefully, or I won't talk to you again.』

[ maybe that bit of magic, at least, will work. maybe subaru will actually think about what he says before he says it. ]

[sheens]

[ it's not totally likely, honestly, but subaru stares up at him for what seems like just a little longer than normal, maybe, the pout dissipating.

eventually. ] ...It wasn't a question, right? [ "if you confess to me, something good will happen". that means it's up to subaru to ask a question, isn't it.

subaru's hands catch on the desk, and he pushes himself up. he's closer to natsume, now, just a breath away from him, as he tilts his head, keeping those bright blue eyes focused on his face. ] And...you won't let me ask if you like me.

[ subaru's smile returns, but it's a little softer, a little less cheeky. ] If I confess to you, are we going to go on a date?

[crystallomancy]

[ he's so close; natsume feels his fingernails press into his cheek without thinking about it, focus drawn involuntarily to the boy in front of him. is that his condition? if he confesses, they have to go on a date? there are places that fellow students don't frequent—natsume knows them, or it's better to say he knows the places people do frequent because of his trade skills.

it'd be easy to avoid classmates and anyone else.

he doesn't know why he's actually considering this. ]

Do you want TO?

[sheens]

[ it's not a condition so much as it is just what makes sense, a logical thought process from A to B for subaru: he'd like to take him on a date, even if it's just stargazing at night. subaru shows his affection easily and openly, and to show it to someone he likes... it'd be nice, wouldn't it?

subaru's smile ticks up again. ] I do! I think that'd be fun.

[ there's a beat. he stays close, comfortable, then tilts his head. ] Us going on a fun date definitely sounds like something good, so~o! Natsume. I cracked the case! ★★

[ bright, cheerful, and honest: this is subaru at his shiniest. ] You'll accept my feelings, right, right~? ★

[crystallomancy]

I said it would go WELL, didn't I? I don't lie when it comes to forTUNES, [ natsume's eyes lid halfway and he leans in, taking advantage of subaru's tilted head,

stops, lips brushing lips. chastely murmuring words in the space that isn't there anymore, ] Baru-kun.

[ and then, before subaru can actually do anything, he's drawing away. a little quick. is he embarrassed? slightly, but he'll quickly hide it by standing up and carelessly briefly pushing back the longer part of his hair, red locks slipping through his fingers. perfectly fine. ]

Very WELL. [ as if he's permitting it. but, of course: ] We are not leaving school together, howEVER.

[ regardless of when they decide to go on a date, they'll meet up separately. he doesn't want people getting the (right) wrong idea about them. ]

[sheens]

[ there is a moment of sweet, blissful silence as subaru blinks at the space natsume was occupying just a moment ago. the press of his lips is phantom, now, so soft subaru might have imagined it, if it wasn't for the quick way natsume pushed himself up to a standing position.

he pauses, just briefly, then reaches up and touches his lips with two fingers. it then cracks into a bright smile, beaming up at natsume where he's standing, and he claps his hands. ]

Fine, fine!~ [ even someone like subaru, open to physical affection and as tactile as anything, can get the implication. for idols, something like that is impossible...he would definitely know. but!! he pats his hands on his desk, kind of suddenly, like he's thought of something. ] Okay, I agree--exceeeept on one condition!!

[ subaru looks left. he looks right. the classroom's still deserted.

he purses his lips, making a very silly kissy face, closing his eyes. ]

[crystallomancy]

[ the most unimpressed look, at this one condition.

...the classroom's still deserted. subaru has his eyes closed. natsume strokes his cheek with his thumb, lips pressing together tightly, before he reaches into his desk for his notebook and presses it to subaru's mouth.

hm. ]

Don't be so greeDY.

[sheens]

[ the classroom is totally empty, and subaru thinks he's pretty smooth. that hand on his cheek feels really nice, even, and he makes a pleased noise, like a puppy. you could almost see his tail wagging--

except, not.

he blinks his blue eyes open and stares at natsume, brows knitted together. ] Awwwwwwww. [ honestly, natsume's lucky he doesn't lick the notebook.

he smooches it, instead, with an obnoxious "mwah!" ] At least notebook-san wants kisses! Haha~

[crystallomancy]

[ ugh. natsume smacks him lightly with it, before back into his desk it goes. ]

Notebook-san wants nothing from YOU. Don't misconstrue its defense of me into something like thAT. [ this is ridiculous. he's keenly aware of the ridiculousness of it, but he's decided he's going to ignore it. ] I'm leaving FIRST. Look for me outside of schOOL.

[ and... with that, he's going to not-quite rush out of the classroom. it takes only a quick text to let the rest of his unit know something came up and they won't be having any sort of practice today, though if they want to practice individually then he won't stop them; senpai could use the extra time, anyway.

he doesn't wait for their replies and simply waits for subaru further down the street, twisting his bag's strap between his fingers idly. ]