[Really, Chuuya's sleep schedule was... well, a complete mess honestly. He was practically nocturnal back in Yokohama, and in the past few months that has only readjusted partially.
So early mornings and late nights were pretty common with Chuuya, and he is awake when Diluc's text comes... just not entirely.
Or dressed, for that matter. He's in the middle of doing so when he picks up his phone, quietly browsing the message, movements slowing as he reads.
He gets about halfway through and he's completely forgot what he was doing in the first place. A little further, and Chuuya's tripping on his pants and falling on his face with a surprised yell and a rather painful knock to the forehead against his dresser.
Chuuya goes down with his pants around his ankles, searing pain in his head, his hair a mess and a baffled blush on his face.
He... did he read that right?
Please hold, Diluc, you might get left on read a few minutes. Hope that doesn't cause a problem.]
[He sees the message is read, and as the minutes tick by he feels himself start to get anxious.
Was it too much? Did he actually manage to scare the man off? Diluc makes himself a cup of coffee and comes back to find the message still lacking a response.
[And those entire few minutes are spent by Chuuya just... sitting on the floor, staring at the message.
The question turns over and over in his head. He meant it as... a date? Like, a romantic date? He might have wondered more otherwise if it wasn't for the line about keeping their friendship the same, but this... This was...
It's not like Chuuya didn't know there was something deeper between them. But things like this had never been his strong suit, even at the most basic of things. Putting words to those feelings, when he felt so much, could be hard when you didn't have the usual roadmap most people came packaged with.
But he knew there was something to what he had with Diluc, something both warm and comfortable, as well as exciting.
He tries to think back on the relationships he's seen: Not in movies, because even he knows they're fake, but back in the sheep. in the mafia.
...Alright, those aren't the best examples, either.
It's a torrent of confusion, something warm and eager and excited, worry and dread. And it's only when Diluc's text comes that Chuuya realizes he's been sitting here the entire time.]
[He spends the time waiting sipping distractedly at his coffee while he hopes for any kind of response. Really he just wants to know he didn't thoroughly ruin everything with his inability to keep his feelings under control.
When the device finally lights up with a response he almost drops his cup in his eagerness to pick it up, feeling suddenly ridiculous with his heart pounding in his ears like a child excited for a surprise gift.
He hasn't felt like this for a while. Not since Kazuha asked him if he wanted to be his partner.]
Oh right. Those are important things to take care of.
Take your time. I can wait.
[And by 'wait' he means he's doing to drink his coffee and fuss around the kitchen and generally be totally unable to settle until Chuuya messages him again.]
[Diluc isn't the only one who has a pounding heart, and while caffeine probably isn't going to help that, Chuuya knows he needs to be properly awake for this conversation. So he finishes getting dressed, sets about making a cup of coffee, and...
Once that part is done, he sits down while nursing his pour over. He feels a bit more levelheaded just having something to do with his hands, but every time he looks at the text he feels... giddy. Flustered. Nervous, definitely nervous.
Fucking hell, he wasn't the kind of guy to get nervous over this shit! But...]
First.
Just to be clear.
By date, you mean as in a romantic date? Like not just as friends?
[Listen he's never been on a romantic date, mafia life kind of made that complicated, not to mention his work schedule.]
[Okay, so, this is actually the first time he's asked somebody on a date like this. Even with Jean, he already knew that she was interested in him as more than a friend. When it comes to Chuuya, though, it was never entirely certain in his mind that the smaller man saw him that way. Carrying on as friends would have been fine, but it would be a matter of Diluc having to get a more secure hold on his emotions when it came to their more intimate interactions.
He reads the text over a few times when it comes back. Diluc finds himself quite glad that they are talking via message because he has a feeling Chuuya would be lacking all volume control right now.
A soft huff of amusement escapes him.]
I mean as a romantic date. The kiss you on the doorstep at the end of the night sort of date.
There's a first time for everything. I think you'll be all right.
[Just follow his lead, etc, but even just from the text reactions he can tell he's thrown Chuuya for a loop. At least it wasn't too much to ask, but he thinks he's going to have to use a gentle hand with it regardless.]
And yes, Kaeya will be fine with it. There's nothing to worry about. We keep open lines of communication about things like this.
[He thinks he's going to be the one to take the lead, picking the time and place, but that's fine.]
If you need some time to get used to the idea, we don't have to rush anything.
It's not like I'm a shy teenager who doesn't know jack shit.
I just didn't have time with my work schedule, that's all.
[And okay, maybe it is a bit embarrassing. A little. But hearing all that is reassuring, to be honest. The last thing he wants is to mess... well, anything up for Diluc.
[This conversation just keeps getting more interesting. Diluc's earlier nerves have shifted over to something more mischievous and playful in their teasing back and forth.
He sips his coffee, thinking about his answer.]
I wouldn't mind seeing you in something of the local style. Do you have anything?
I'll bet that you do. I've grown quite fond of it myself in the time I've been here. They wear similar clothing in Inazuma but I was only passingly familiar with it.
Ane-san prefers traditional wear, it suits her style and her business. She made sure I knew what I was doing on that front. You make the best impressions in business meetings when you dress right for the moment, y'know?
['Ane-san' is a specific sort of Japanese phrasing, but given Nippon's magic, it'll come across as a very old fashioned way of saying 'older sister'.]
Meanwhile, Chuuya's letting out a laugh into the rim of his coffee cup at what Diluc follows with.]
Oh really now? I'll keep that particular desire in mind.
[Some would say Diluc is fairly confident about how the date would end, but considering how they aleady know they enjoy sex together... well. It seemed a fair assumption, to Chuuya.]
rip in fuck chuuya
So early mornings and late nights were pretty common with Chuuya, and he is awake when Diluc's text comes... just not entirely.
Or dressed, for that matter. He's in the middle of doing so when he picks up his phone, quietly browsing the message, movements slowing as he reads.
He gets about halfway through and he's completely forgot what he was doing in the first place. A little further, and Chuuya's tripping on his pants and falling on his face with a surprised yell and a rather painful knock to the forehead against his dresser.
Chuuya goes down with his pants around his ankles, searing pain in his head, his hair a mess and a baffled blush on his face.
He... did he read that right?
Please hold, Diluc, you might get left on read a few minutes. Hope that doesn't cause a problem.]
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Was it too much? Did he actually manage to scare the man off? Diluc makes himself a cup of coffee and comes back to find the message still lacking a response.
Shit.
Maybe he did go too far.]
Forget I said anything. It's fine.
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The question turns over and over in his head. He meant it as... a date? Like, a romantic date? He might have wondered more otherwise if it wasn't for the line about keeping their friendship the same, but this... This was...
It's not like Chuuya didn't know there was something deeper between them. But things like this had never been his strong suit, even at the most basic of things. Putting words to those feelings, when he felt so much, could be hard when you didn't have the usual roadmap most people came packaged with.
But he knew there was something to what he had with Diluc, something both warm and comfortable, as well as exciting.
He tries to think back on the relationships he's seen: Not in movies, because even he knows they're fake, but back in the sheep. in the mafia.
...Alright, those aren't the best examples, either.
It's a torrent of confusion, something warm and eager and excited, worry and dread. And it's only when Diluc's text comes that Chuuya realizes he's been sitting here the entire time.]
Wait! No, just give me a second here!
You caught me by surprise.
I need pants. and coffee.
[...Just end him now.]
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When the device finally lights up with a response he almost drops his cup in his eagerness to pick it up, feeling suddenly ridiculous with his heart pounding in his ears like a child excited for a surprise gift.
He hasn't felt like this for a while. Not since Kazuha asked him if he wanted to be his partner.]
Oh right.
Those are important things to take care of.
Take your time. I can wait.
[And by 'wait' he means he's doing to drink his coffee and fuss around the kitchen and generally be totally unable to settle until Chuuya messages him again.]
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Once that part is done, he sits down while nursing his pour over. He feels a bit more levelheaded just having something to do with his hands, but every time he looks at the text he feels... giddy. Flustered. Nervous, definitely nervous.
Fucking hell, he wasn't the kind of guy to get nervous over this shit! But...]
First.
Just to be clear.
By date, you mean as in a romantic date? Like not just as friends?
[Listen he's never been on a romantic date, mafia life kind of made that complicated, not to mention his work schedule.]
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He reads the text over a few times when it comes back. Diluc finds himself quite glad that they are talking via message because he has a feeling Chuuya would be lacking all volume control right now.
A soft huff of amusement escapes him.]
I mean as a romantic date.
The kiss you on the doorstep at the end of the night sort of date.
If you like that kind of thing.
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Eh, nothing new there really. He's not even thinking about that right now, anyway.]
Uh.
That would be a first for me.
As a warning. Are you cool with that?
[So if he fucks something up, Diluc can't blame him for it right?]
My job didn't leave a lot of chances for stuff like that back home.
Can I assume Kaeya is okay with this?
[He needs to be sure about that. Even an open relationship can have specific limits.]
If the answer to all that is a yes then.
Yeah.
A date sounds nice.
[Excuse him he is expiring.
And taking a swig of his coffee before it's cooled enough to drink.
He manages to keep from yelling and just punches his thigh as he hisses in pain, instead.]
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[Just follow his lead, etc, but even just from the text reactions he can tell he's thrown Chuuya for a loop. At least it wasn't too much to ask, but he thinks he's going to have to use a gentle hand with it regardless.]
And yes, Kaeya will be fine with it.
There's nothing to worry about.
We keep open lines of communication about things like this.
[He thinks he's going to be the one to take the lead, picking the time and place, but that's fine.]
If you need some time to get used to the idea, we don't have to rush anything.
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I just didn't have time with my work schedule, that's all.
[And okay, maybe it is a bit embarrassing. A little. But hearing all that is reassuring, to be honest. The last thing he wants is to mess... well, anything up for Diluc.
Diluc's found so much happiness here, after all.]
Do I need time to get used to the idea?
Did you mean like today then?
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[It's endearing actually and he's glad that after those few minutes of worry this is actually going better than he expected.
He assumes Chuuya knows what a date implies even if he's never been on one.]
And I thought today might be short notice, but if you're that eager...
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[Wow Diluc, just make a taunt out of it why don't you?
And he probably already realizes what that'll get out of Chuuya, carefully hidden panic aside.
Today? Well at least it's not a lot of time left to wonder if he's fucking this up.]
Oh? Sounds like you're pretty eager, to me.
So is it dinner you want, or breakfast?
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[Maybe he should tease a little less. He knows very well it's only winding the other man up.]
Dinner. But let's make it tomorrow.
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[That is so not the word he'd use here. But he can't deny having 24 hours to prepare gives him time to plan.]
There anything I should do beforehand? Where are we going? Should I dress up?
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There's a new tempura restaurant near the main marketplace I've passed a few times. It looks good.
[Here we have Diluc Ragnvindr, not at all considering that tempura restaurants can be very expensive. He's intending for this to be his treat anyway.]
And you can dress up a little if you like. I don't mind what you wear.
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Not that Chuuya sees any problem with this, either.]
Tempura? That sounds good.
And I want to look good for you if this is going to be our first date, obviously.
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[That's a challenge. Does Chuuya think he knows what Diluc might like?]
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[A challenge perhaps, but he's actually curious about what Diluc will say.]
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He sips his coffee, thinking about his answer.]
I wouldn't mind seeing you in something of the local style. Do you have anything?
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I happen to look very good in traditional wear.
[Thank you Kouyou, for teaching him how to wear all sorts of styles.]
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I've grown quite fond of it myself in the time I've been here. They wear similar clothing in Inazuma but I was only passingly familiar with it.
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['Ane-san' is a specific sort of Japanese phrasing, but given Nippon's magic, it'll come across as a very old fashioned way of saying 'older sister'.]
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[And Diluc would know what he's talking about on that front.]
But don't wear anything that's going to be too difficult to take off.
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Meanwhile, Chuuya's letting out a laugh into the rim of his coffee cup at what Diluc follows with.]
Oh really now? I'll keep that particular desire in mind.
[Some would say Diluc is fairly confident about how the date would end, but considering how they aleady know they enjoy sex together... well. It seemed a fair assumption, to Chuuya.]
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Good.
And next time I ask you on a date I'll make sure you're wearing pants first.
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I just woke up! What do you expect!
It's too hot out to sleep in much.
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