[your muscles are small and cute. because you're small and cute. tho he looks to the side for a moment. he definitely doesn't want to do this today, nor does he want rin to worry over his dumb issues. especially not on his birthday.]
Wow look at my hunky man. Where did your teammates take you out?
[ small and cute is going to kick your ass. raincheck for asskicking as soon as someone gets their idiot self to australia.
but rin lets it go. sousuke has the benefit of a tipsy rin, who is very easily distracted. ]
A bar! [ rin shuffles around as he speaks, rolling over to lay on his stomach, his chin propped in his palm. ] You and I gotta go when you come. They had a volcano in the middle of the dance floor. You could actually dance into it. Practice your dance moves before you get here, 'cause there's no way I'm letting you go without, like. At least twelve dances.
[ the bar is actually in perth, but we'll ignore that in favor of FUCK YEAH VOLCANO ]
[small and cute needs to stay small and cute. or you can stay small and cute wrapped up in his arms. but you only have those two choices, sorry bruh. he is thankful tho that tipsy rin moves with the flow better than sober rin. his brows do raise though at the mention of the volcano in the bar. that's pretty damn cool!!]
At least twelve? Rin you're lucky if I can at least manage 6.
The usual. Class, practice. My teammates took me out to dinner before we went to the bar -- there's barely any real Japanese food around, but they managed to find one with good Yelp ratings.
[ he's fiddling with his phone -- in a moment, sousuke should get a picture of rin grinning over a plateful of tonkatsu (guess why he ordered it). a blue-eyed teammate has an arm thrown around his shoulder. ]
It tasted like crap. For the next package, skip the -- y'know -- and send some of my mom's cooking instead.
[but rin, don't you ever want to take sousuke? he's thought about it multiple times. what it would feel like, how rin would do it. etc etc. either way he'll nod and look down at his phone whenever he feels the buzz coming from his pants pocket.]
Oh? Man that's a shame, because it looks kind of good. [he looks up from his phone and over at the computer.] You want me to skip the... y'know? Now what would that be?
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Put 'em up, Sousuke.
[ and, yep, rin's rolled up his other sleeve and now has both of his guns on display. eat your heart out, boyf. ]
If you're gonna call me small, you better have something backing you up.
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Wow look at my hunky man. Where did your teammates take you out?
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but rin lets it go. sousuke has the benefit of a tipsy rin, who is very easily distracted. ]
A bar! [ rin shuffles around as he speaks, rolling over to lay on his stomach, his chin propped in his palm. ] You and I gotta go when you come. They had a volcano in the middle of the dance floor. You could actually dance into it. Practice your dance moves before you get here, 'cause there's no way I'm letting you go without, like. At least twelve dances.
[ the bar is actually in perth, but we'll ignore that in favor of FUCK YEAH VOLCANO ]
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At least twelve? Rin you're lucky if I can at least manage 6.
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Twelve or bust. Today's my birthday, you're not allowed to argue with me.
[ because the thought of quiet, composed sousuke letting loose on the dance floor is too hilarious to pass up. ]
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Okay, since it's your birthday I'll try to get up to twelve.
[he can let loose! he does so in other private places and you know it mister >:(] Anyway, how was the rest of your birthday?
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The usual. Class, practice. My teammates took me out to dinner before we went to the bar -- there's barely any real Japanese food around, but they managed to find one with good Yelp ratings.
[ he's fiddling with his phone -- in a moment, sousuke should get a picture of rin grinning over a plateful of tonkatsu (guess why he ordered it). a blue-eyed teammate has an arm thrown around his shoulder. ]
It tasted like crap. For the next package, skip the -- y'know -- and send some of my mom's cooking instead.
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Oh? Man that's a shame, because it looks kind of good. [he looks up from his phone and over at the computer.] You want me to skip the... y'know? Now what would that be?
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Sousuke. [ rin's not pouting. definitely not. fuck off. ] You know.
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Rin [he definitely knows, but he's doing this just to fuck with rin, because it's adorable.] I don't know, you're going to have to remind me.