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[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ the time has come for the VALENTINE'S DAY event! is currently skipping every which-way in his white and red outfit, wearing pants just like rob requested. ... well, they're shorts, but it was better than a skirt, right?

nonetheless he moves about quickly, greeting and seating people as they come along. everything is practically covered in red, pink, and white hearts, streamers, balloons and flowers all tastefully designed and hung up in a very orderly (but not overpowering) manner. the small, circular tables are set up everywhere, leaving enough space for people to have their privacy. said tables are covered in lacy white tablecloths, a single white, pink, or red rose residing in the middle inside a simple white vase. oh, and the chairs sort of look like this. cute, aren't they?

in short, valentine's day must have thrown up inside the mansion, but at least it didn't look too ridiculous or cluttered. ]

Comments

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

Well I do.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

Overruled.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

I think you'll change your mind later.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

. . . I don't like getting up early.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

Hey, neither do I, but it's better if you go there in the morning.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

. . .

[ sips more at his tea, but the tension is being drained out of his shoulders as he starts to be convinced. ]

1/2

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ observes quietly. ]

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ picks up the plate and puts it back on the table. ]

Of course, you don't have to.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

It's fine. You wouldn't drag me out for no small reason.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

Sure, but I don't want to drag you out.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

It'll only be for the first few minutes.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ takes a sandwich, leaning forward to hold it out for rob to eat. ]

Are you sure?

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ reaches with a hand to take it. ]

I cannot vouch for tomorrow.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ moves it away as rob's hand hovers nearby, opening his mouth briefly to show him what he wants him to do. ]

That's fine. Another time, then.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

. . .

[ looks apprehensive. at both what riku wants him to do & pushing back plans. ]

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ raises an eyebrow. 'i'm waiting,' etc. ]

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ here, let's have a (manly, competitive) staring contest. ]

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ are you kidding me? riku lives for competition. this is him staring and keeping the sandwich in place. ]

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ yeah? well, riku needs to keep his arm up & still holding that sandwich in place. rob just needs to sit here & stare. ]

1/2

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ riku is strong, he knows what he's doing. ]

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ ... after a minute or two passes by he just. shoves the sandwich into rob's face. rob's face, meet peanut butter and jelly. pb&j, meet riku's beautiful boyfriend's face. ]

1/3

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ ?! ]

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ make some kind of indignant sound & pulls his face away, p&j smeared over his mouth & probably onto his cheeks from the struggling.

. . . ]

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ hand shoots out to try & return the favor. maybe even throwing his half-eaten one at riku's face. ]

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ DODGES. because he's riku, which automatically means he's quick.

that plate still has a few sweets and sandwiches on it, which is why riku grabs one (looks like honey something-or-other), grabs rob's shirt, and then proceeds to drop it down there, making sure to smoosh it into his chest with a hand. insert large grin here. ]

A gift, from me to you.