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[CLOSED] tell me what can i say ( what can i say, what can i say )
WHO: Hikaru Shinta, Joshua LaRue + Rhiannon Board of Directors and Senior Partners
WHAT: Hello, Again.
WHERE: The Rhiannon Towers - Tokyo, Japan
WHEN: 2 January 2066
SAFE FOR WORK? Yup!
OTHER NOTES: ALL THE AWKWARD.
[ The Universe is mocking him.
That is Joshua LaRue's precise thought as he hurries past the reception area of the Rhiannon Towers in Tokyo to head straight for the elevator that will take him up to where the Board of Directors and Rhiannon's Senior Partners are meeting for the Annual post-New Year's meeting.
Everything had been planned down on his end right down to the tiniest detail: he'd touched down in Narita early the evening before, checked into his hotel ( because, no, not staying at Seigi where Hikaru might be ) and made damn sure to deal with the jetlag he was feeling and forcibly worked to align his body clock to the change in timezone.
This morning, he'd gotten up at the crack of daw, had breakfast up in his room, gone through all the necessary documents he had to review for the meeting, checked his own presentation and got ready to leave with more than enough time to spare.
Everything was perfect: he should have arrived at the Towers an hour early, which would let him get a feel of things and have time to figure out how to adjust accordingly to Hikaru's presence.
And then a freak road accident backed up traffic for about an hour and a half.
Now he's late, flustered, a little stressed and stopping only for a minute outside the boardroom to straighten his tie and run a hand through his hair before he quietly turns that knob to step inβ
βright as Hikaru's up front and talking.
Someone shoot him now.
He would really like to do this day over. Please? ]
Sorry.
[ He'll just... quietly wander to the nearest empty chair. Carry on. ]
WHAT: Hello, Again.
WHERE: The Rhiannon Towers - Tokyo, Japan
WHEN: 2 January 2066
SAFE FOR WORK? Yup!
OTHER NOTES: ALL THE AWKWARD.
[ The Universe is mocking him.
That is Joshua LaRue's precise thought as he hurries past the reception area of the Rhiannon Towers in Tokyo to head straight for the elevator that will take him up to where the Board of Directors and Rhiannon's Senior Partners are meeting for the Annual post-New Year's meeting.
Everything had been planned down on his end right down to the tiniest detail: he'd touched down in Narita early the evening before, checked into his hotel ( because, no, not staying at Seigi where Hikaru might be ) and made damn sure to deal with the jetlag he was feeling and forcibly worked to align his body clock to the change in timezone.
This morning, he'd gotten up at the crack of daw, had breakfast up in his room, gone through all the necessary documents he had to review for the meeting, checked his own presentation and got ready to leave with more than enough time to spare.
Everything was perfect: he should have arrived at the Towers an hour early, which would let him get a feel of things and have time to figure out how to adjust accordingly to Hikaru's presence.
And then a freak road accident backed up traffic for about an hour and a half.
Now he's late, flustered, a little stressed and stopping only for a minute outside the boardroom to straighten his tie and run a hand through his hair before he quietly turns that knob to step inβ
βright as Hikaru's up front and talking.
Someone shoot him now.
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He would really like to do this day over. Please? ]
Sorry.
[ He'll just... quietly wander to the nearest empty chair. Carry on. ]
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I love you too. [A painful little pause.] A lot.
[And maybe too intensely, because it always trips him up and always makes him do things that drive you away, or frustrate you, or...]
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He's missed the taste of you on his lips. ]
Come home with me? Please?
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That was nice.]
Yes. I would like to.
[He's this close, in fact, to thanking you profusely for letting him. This past year has been an exercise in seeing just how incapable he is of living without you in his life now.]
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He's going to lean in and kiss you all over again ]
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He's missed you. No judging.]
We should probably get back to the board meeting.
[There is Clear Reluctance in his voice.]
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You can come stay with me after. I booked a room.
[ It's not home, but it'll give you both the privacy you need. ]
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[The hopefulness in your boy's eyes and voice might be so obvious it's heartbreaking.
Yes, he's asking for permission. It's been rough, and with all the wires being crossed between you... well...]
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Please?
[ Please see that he really wants you with him. It's been far too long and he's not entirely sure how he's going to be able to deal if you two end up going separate ways again. ]
My space, your space, remember?
[ If that's a little soft, it's because he's dropped his gaze to where his thumb is rubbing gentle circles over your knuckles. ]
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Right. I forgot about that.
[Or, more accurately, he set the possibility out of his head in order to deal with not having you close by better. But maybe he doesn't have to do that anymore.]
Okay. I can pick up some stuff for myself tomorrow, I guess.
[That's right. "Tomorrow".]
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I can -- I mean, if it's, okay with you, maybe I can come with?
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[Smiling up at.]
Then we can head back to Falner...?
[Unless, of course, you have things to do. Because if you do, that's fine with him. Really.]
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Sure.
[ He's going to tug you back towards where the rest are. And no, he's not letting go of your hand. ]
Thank you, by the way.
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Oh, he has no complaints about that, by the way. The hand holding, that is.]
For what?
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[ He's got it on a shoulder holster. No sense spooking people who might wonder about it. And he wanted it close. ]
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Well.
Ducking his head now, with a smile that shows just how pleased he is that you liked it.]
Every Card needs an Evoker, right?
[He's... not sure whether he should be saying something like that just yet, but. He ought to try to.]
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Yeah, we kind of do.
[ He'd been using an evoker right out of the Armory. Nothing that could could have the same amount of meaning as the one you'd given him for chrismas ]
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Your response, as well, is an assurance. This whole Card deal appears to be something that the two of you can talk about.
He's going to be quietly and carefully testing a lot of boundaries for now.]
I just hope that Leo likes it too.
[Since now he's going to have to deal with the preferences of two entities in one boyfriend. Not that he minds, of course...]
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Because one of his biggest regrets about spending the year apart from you was being unable to share the first few months of getting to know Leo in your presence.
( Perhaps later, when the opportunity arises, you can finally introduce us properly, Joshua. I would like to meet the man who means the world to you. )
[ He doesn't answer Leo outright. Instead, he slides his hand down your spine, catches your hand again, and holds on tight. ]
We both love it. [ A pause, a smile, and then: ] He wants to meet you, you know.
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[There's a bit of your boyfriend's old, near-British dryness coming out again. It's coupled with the way he squeezes your hand right back.]
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Well, you're kind of going to be stuck with me for a while, [ shrug ] he kind of comes with the package.
[ Does he look a little shy? A little bit like that boy who looked a little frayed around the edges the first time he'd arrived at Falner? Maybe. ]
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Have a look that's a mix of amusement and fondness as the two of you are, at long last, stepping back into the thick of things.]
I've become rather accustomed to similar circumstances, Josh. [Yeah, not quite at the level of calling you "LaRue" yet...] I'll manage.
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It feels β to be completely and utterly honest β great.
When the meeting finally wraps up and everyone's said their goodbyes, he's sliding a hand along the small of your back and turning his face to one side so he can murmur softly in your ear that the car he's rented for his entire stay in Tokyo is in the parking bay. ]
You ready to go?
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[He's not about to admit how tired he is. Social events have the tendency to exhaust him, and quite frankly? He would have left the meeting way back if things hadn't somehow worked out between the two of you and he had still been alone.
(He's still in shock, by the way.)
There's no one from Seigi waiting for him. News travels fast.]
Where's your hotel?
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Maybe he should have booked a room elsewhere, but at the time he didn't see the point? A bed was a bed. A room was a room. And if things hadn't gone over well with you both he would have just packed, crashed and gone back home. ]
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Yes, all of that. He's looking up at you now with a mix of curiosity and concern.]
The Westin's closer to these Towers.
[Also worlds nicer than the place you picked. Joshua LaRue always makes it a point to treat himself, even a little, if he's doing okay. Your hotel choice is a glaring red flag.]
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