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deercountry2022-04-08 12:04 pm
siriusly) wrote in deercountry2022-04-08 12:04 pm
Entry tags:
unauthorized cute happenings
Who: Ryuu and Manabu...manayruu..
What: book date
When: early April
Where: Crenshaw to the Archive
Content Warnings: It's a bunch of cute date shit, beware
So...
So it's for real and for certain...certainly a date. Confirmed. Manabu did not sleep well before this, that's for damn sure. Manabu couldn't help it! He's antsy by nature even without some big, unknown event looming ahead of him, and there's only so many times he can re-sort cutlery in the kitchen before the worry of error comes creeping up.
He can't help but wonder: Was asking the easy part...or the hard part?
He'd been too young when his father died for those kinds of talks. And by the time he was a teen, he was already so engrossed in trying to get enlisted in the SDF to even look at anyone as a romantic prospect! Here, though? After everything he's been through, seen...
Eugh. He really hopes he doesn't mess anything up. He knows nothing can be the same anymore after this: Pretending to just go back...how would that even be possible after this?
If Bruce were here, he'd surely be sick of the handwringing and just boot him out the door already, saying something like the longer you get into your own head, the less energy you have to do a good job. You're not a thinker, you're a doer. So go.
So when he gets that lunchtime text, he stops fussing with the cuffs of his jacket and goes.
Magnet sniffs around Manabu's boots while they wait under a lamppost in front of the apartment, taking all that nervous energy from his person as cause to be more curious and investigative. Said person finds himself fiddling with his slightly-too-long sleeves on the jacket Wu bought him a couple days ago, frowning down at it. It's nice enough, but he's not really a fancy kind of guy...is this saying too much? He isn't really fluent in fashion, but showing up so clean...says something, right? Hopefully nothing too strange...
What: book date
When: early April
Where: Crenshaw to the Archive
Content Warnings: It's a bunch of cute date shit, beware
So...
So it's for real and for certain...certainly a date. Confirmed. Manabu did not sleep well before this, that's for damn sure. Manabu couldn't help it! He's antsy by nature even without some big, unknown event looming ahead of him, and there's only so many times he can re-sort cutlery in the kitchen before the worry of error comes creeping up.
He can't help but wonder: Was asking the easy part...or the hard part?
He'd been too young when his father died for those kinds of talks. And by the time he was a teen, he was already so engrossed in trying to get enlisted in the SDF to even look at anyone as a romantic prospect! Here, though? After everything he's been through, seen...
Eugh. He really hopes he doesn't mess anything up. He knows nothing can be the same anymore after this: Pretending to just go back...how would that even be possible after this?
If Bruce were here, he'd surely be sick of the handwringing and just boot him out the door already, saying something like the longer you get into your own head, the less energy you have to do a good job. You're not a thinker, you're a doer. So go.
So when he gets that lunchtime text, he stops fussing with the cuffs of his jacket and goes.
I'm outside
Magnet sniffs around Manabu's boots while they wait under a lamppost in front of the apartment, taking all that nervous energy from his person as cause to be more curious and investigative. Said person finds himself fiddling with his slightly-too-long sleeves on the jacket Wu bought him a couple days ago, frowning down at it. It's nice enough, but he's not really a fancy kind of guy...is this saying too much? He isn't really fluent in fashion, but showing up so clean...says something, right? Hopefully nothing too strange...
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Sheepishly, his other hand reaches up to rub the back of his head.
"Oh, good...eheh...I...I hope you won't...hold it against me. Falling asleep. I don't! Really...sit in one spot for too long very often without getting sleepy...But even so! I didn't really...sleep much beforehand. So! So it's on me, okay?" He tries to laugh a little, ducking his head. "I mean, I even...fall asleep trying to study journals here on my own, so..."
He hesitates, then clears his throat, straightening up.
"A-anyway! Food, right? Let's go see what's open!"
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He reaches over and shoves the books into his bag, figuring that they won't be missed if he borrowed them for a short while. He'll return them when he's done reading them - whenever that is. Ryunosuke smiles as he looks back over to Manabu.
"Let's go! I'm sure we'll find something."