milky's bullshit containment zone

[weaseled]

Who ⚔ Yael & assorted nerds
What ⚔ A dungeon run and other things
When ⚔ After the party
Where ⚔ Errywhere
Content Warnings ⚔ Men with their tits out? Alcohol??? No correlation there surprisingly. nsfw i'm sorry mom

Comments

[fluorite]

[ That’s precisely why he doesn’t know what to do with it. ]

Should I act more excited for you? Get up and jump for joy?

[ Fai will do it. He’ll jump up and go “yippee”! ]

[weaseled]

Please. Don't embarrass us both.

[Ah... but yesterday is beginning to feel more and more like some fever dream, so it might be for the best to forget that conversation ever happened. Stretching out in the grass, Yael rolls onto his side.]

Well, thanks for telling me. If I see some nerd with long blond hair who looks just like you, I'll know it's no coincidence.

[fluorite]

You will.

[ Fai sits forward, pillowing his cheek in his hand while he other picks at the grass. He can’t actually pull any of it up, but he can certainly feel it. ]

Would you stop me to say hi?

[weaseled]

[Yael snorts— how honest should he be...? The answer, as always, is very.]

Only if we make eye contact.

[fluorite]

[ He should’ve known that would be Yael’s answer, and it makes Fai laugh. ]

Hmm. I’ll accept it.

[ But Yael isn’t getting off scot-free for that smug look, as Fai leans forward to pinch his nose. ]

[weaseled]

Phfpht.

[Hey! He had his eyes closed!! Yael swats the offending hand away and rolls back onto, well, his back to squint up at Fai.]

Grow up, manchild. Ah... I almost fell asleep.

[fluorite]

I’m not the one almost falling asleep in the middle of a conversation.

[ Fai glares down at Yael as he practically looms over him. ]

Are you feeling alright?

[weaseled]

Heh! Geez...

[So sullen... but Fai really is cute when he's honest. Yael reaches up and pinches Fai's nose right back.]

I can't help it. I've always liked napping in the grass, but I guess a bookworm like you wouldn't know how nice it is.

[fluorite]

[ His face scrunches up. Wow, it’s weird feeling someone’s fingers on his nose when they’re not really there. This isn’t something he’ll ever get over, he thinks. ]

I can only sleep in a bed… or on a couch.

[weaseled]

Aren't you spoiled? Guess we won't be going camping together.

[Idly, he wonders how well Fai would fare on a motorcycle.]

[fluorite]

[ He tilts his head, a mischievous look in his eyes. ]

You were daydreaming about going camping with me? I’m flattered.

[weaseled]

Not even close. I knew early on a guy like you wouldn't be any good to go camping with. I bet you'd throw a fit of a bug crawled in your hair.

[Does Fai really have long hair in real life? Yael can hardly imagine it, reaching up to toy with the feathery blond ends. Just how long is it?]

[fluorite]

[ Oh. He’s a little bit surprised when Yael reaches up to touch his hair, but the only real evidence of his surprise is the very slight widening of his eyes for a brief moment. ]

Hmmm. Maybe, maybe not.

[ He would. ]

I think I could manage, though. Teach me how to set things up and I’ll be fine.

[weaseled]

"You'll have to wait and see," is that it?

[Before letting go of Fai's hair, he yanks it for good measure.]

I'll think about it. I haven't been out camping in a long time.

[fluorite]

[ Of course Yael pulls on his hair. He really is like a kid on a playground… ]

Then why not go? There are a lot of nice spots around, and I won’t go unless someone makes me.

[ He shrugs before reaching behind him to pay Yael’s knee. ]

Once your leg is healed up.

[weaseled]

That might take a while. You sure I'll still be your type by the time my leg's healed?

[Honestly, he's tempted to pull Fai's hair again. It's simple, harmless fun.]

[fluorite]

[ He hums like he’s giving that some real serious thought. ]

Men like you have always been my type.

[ But is that really a surprise…? ]

[weaseled]

Really? And here I thought I was special.

[Not really. He doesn't sound terribly offended by that revelation either.]

What about "men like me" appeals to you?

[fluorite]

I have more fun.

[ There’s a lot more to it, such as being able to keep up with him, but he’s absolutely not going to say that. ]

What about you? Do you even have a type?

[ Honestly, he’s still unsure if Yael is totally straight or not. This is his extremely indirect way of trying to find out. ]

[weaseled]

[They say blonds have more fun, don't they? Clearly Fai is genetically predisposed to that sort of thing, but also, that doesn't answer his question??

Fine. He'll throw Fai a bone here.]

Blond hair. Blue eyes. Tall.

[But before Fai can get too excited, Yael raises his hands up to his chest and mimes a pair of breasts. A very generous pair.]

Busty.

[fluorite]

[ Getting his hopes up only to crash them just like that—

Sort of.

Fai’s beginning to see a pattern here with Yael’s terrible sense of humor, so he simply shakes his head and pulls away to lay back on the grass himself. ]

How vulgar.

[weaseled]

Really? You're going to shame me for having preferences? Harsh.

[Still, he isn't offended. When Fai flops back into the grass beside him, Yael sits up on an elbow to get a better look at his face.]

I'm not that particular. Thin and flat as a board is pretty attractive too.

[Just saying.]

[fluorite]

[ He eyes Yael as he spreads out his limbs to essentially starfish pose in the grass. It feels refreshing, and makes the weird nervousness he feels at being described to a tee easier to bear. ]

You’re not? You strike me as the kind of guy that has an entire list of qualities he looks for.

[ Look, Fai isn’t saying Yael comes off as picky and hard to please, but… ]

[weaseled]

You're not wrong, but you aren't right either.

[...How long has it been since he's done this? How many years? Yael draws in a long, deep breath, exhaling it just as slowly.]

Appearances only matter so much. They'll fade with time too. If you pick your partners based on looks alone, you'll be miserable when you're both old and ugly.

[fluorite]

You’re so blunt.

[ He laughs. Maybe he should have expected it, but it keeps catching him by surprise. ]

But you’re right. You have to bend a little for that. No one is ever going to check off every box on a list.