[ The deep and instant relief of knowing she picked something good. Really, she just saw young Bruce Willis on the cover and was intrigued. A choice shes even happier for since Denji seems so pleased. ]
me neither the door will be unlocked so you can come in whenever
[ with that said, denji signs off and ends their conversation. an hour has passed and his shift is over. he was unbothered to do the normal formalities this time and instead— he rushed back to the base. a quick shower and change of clothes is a must, and then a trip to the nearest donut shop. ah, he forgot to ask about her favorite flavor, so it seems he's getting a big ass box with diverse toppings. it's certainly enough to feed a group of five, but whatever. he'd rather come off as generous over cheap.
he finally makes it to revelation, and somehow it starts to register what is happening now. look, they did hang out before, but it was never in her room. this felt a bit personal somehow and he's dumb enough to pick up on it an hour and a half later.
either way, he's here and denji knocks on her door ... ]
[ There are a couple times during the wait for Denji that she wonders just what she's doing. Inviting someone over, and a cute guy at that? Had this place softened her so much? She tells herself that the people here on base are different. Denji is different. She doesn't have to pretend to be normal around other Outsiders. She can just be herself. And, when she was herself, Denji didn't run screaming.
It'll be fine. They're just going to watch a movie, maybe two. Maybe even three if there's time for it. Telling herself that over and over does little to keep her heart from threatening to jump out of her throat.
As for the rest of her, she does jump right off her bed's edge at the knock. Whatever reservations she might still have, it's too late now. Thankfully she doesn't look stressed at all as she opens the door. Cleanly dressed in a loose sweater and skirt, hair brushed, you can hardly tell she's been thinking so hard that her furrowed eyebrows almost gave her a headache. If anything, the sight of him all cleaned up and with a box of donuts in hand makes her expression light up. ]
I said it was unlocked. [ She's not bothered in the slightest, of course. If anything, she's amused at how polite he was to knock. Cute.
Lucy steps back to let him in, a hand keeping the door open. ]
C'mon in.
[ Her dorm isn't extravagant in decor. It's certainly lived in, though. Dirty clothes in one hamper, clean clothes neatly folded in another, the bedsheets a bit crumpled from use, a work apron from the izakaya draped over her desk chair, shoes tucked clumsily by the door; she has the tendency to just toss things where they seem they should go. Or she cleaned up in a hurry and figured "this will do." ]
You should always knock before entering a lady's room!
[ he recites this line as if someone forced it down his throat before and - that's exactly what happened. it was aki trying to teach him some etiquette. however, he keeps in mind kaede gave him the green light to fuck that rule and bust in next time. noted, queen.
the smile is evident, taking a moment to appreciate her appearance because how could he not? the ears, the hair, and the outfit are so endearing. he snapped out of it when he was asked to step in, to which denji nodded and didn't hesitate to take the invite. he's still holding onto the box as he glances around the room. listen, he's never been to a girl's room before (no, power's nasty room doesn't count) - so, he's a bit smitten by this scandalous place; a shelter far away from the dirty claws of all men. it smells nice in here. it got her scent all over the place. it felt cozy and he suddenly was really excited about a movie night. heh. ]
As promised. I got us all the flavors in the shop. Let's taste them all.
[ he offers her the box of donuts, unsure where she wants them to settle so denji will allow his host to lead the way. but, more importantly- ]
How do you feel now? [ after that surgery-thing. ]
[ After he walks inside, she's awkwardly standing there for a hot second as she tries to remember what to actually do. There's a guy in her room now, and while that shouldn't really be a surprise, she blanks on what to do next. As if the realization of it all has finally settled in.
She recovers quickly and softly laughs to herself at how he bought all the flavors. And, of course, a touch of guilt. She really should've specified what flavors she likes so he didn't have to go to all that trouble. Though is it really so bad if he seemingly doesn't mind? ]
I do feel better. Some lingering aftereffects, but I can handle it.
[ As she speaks, she pulls a small table out from her closet. It was perhaps a kids table once upon a time, but now it's the perfect thing to set down between the side of her bed and the TV. Since she has no sofa, that's the only place it can really go. ]
[ no reason to feel guilty— hell, it's never a waste to have too many donuts! she underestimates how much he can inhale in one sitting, but perhaps it's not the best idea to be this gross during a date; sticky fingers and uncontrollable belches is ... yeah. let's not. denji will behave. he will be a gentleman. yup. ]
You look good, though. If there is anything I can do to help ... let me know.
[ he chose to trust her words, stupidly depending on what he could see from the outside and kaede didn't seem ... hurt? maybe she is okay after all. for now, he will keep an eye on her to further reassure himself. the kiddy table made him chuckle, definitely not mocking her but somewhat finding it endearing. it's so small! denji happily followed through and placed the box on the surface ... he then dragged it closer to the side of her bed. that might give kaede a clue of what will follow, and that's when denji shrugged off his jacket, kicked off his shoes, and-
[ She feels bad for lying, even if it's a white lie. The aftereffects of the surgery have her still wanting to be near someone, anyone, and she can only hope that just sitting there with him will be enough. ]
I will, yeah.
[ Well, she might as well try it and see. That is, after she gets over the temporary shock of seeing a guy just...flopped on her bed. All the more reason for her to grab a donut and start nibbling on it as she slides onto her bed next to him. She starts up the movie, but her gaze keeps shifting between it, her snack, and Denji. Though she definitely keeps the latter in just the corner of her eye. Can't be too obvious, of course. ]
[ he also grabs himself a treat, going for the sugar power topping, careful not to make a mess on her bed as he takes one big bite after another. listen, he's not oblivious - a girl inviting a guy to her room can only cover a few reasons that all lead to chasing intimacy. the question is: is it platonic or more? the last time he asked so boldly ended up with an outburst, so he's unsure if he should be that forward again.
maybe he shouldn't think about it too much. as the movie begins, denji shifts so he can prop a pillow against the bedframe, using it as a cozy cushion to lean on— one donut is already gone. it's delicious. 10/10. he wonders if his date agrees. he turns to glance at her, leaning in a bit. ]
Do you like it? Or, should we leave them a bad review?
[ Lucy's taken by the movie near instantly. A different country, a different time, big hair and dated clothes, but the acting is really good. Also good is the donut, the flavor of which doesn't overstay its welcome like she sometimes fears with stronger sweets.
She's still slow in eating it, however. A mixture between savoring it and being absorbed in the film. Yet when Denji speaks up, she does look genuinely pleased if the little smile she has is any indication. ]
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me neither
the door will be unlocked so you can come in whenever
I'll be here
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[ with that said, denji signs off and ends their conversation. an hour has passed and his shift is over. he was unbothered to do the normal formalities this time and instead— he rushed back to the base. a quick shower and change of clothes is a must, and then a trip to the nearest donut shop. ah, he forgot to ask about her favorite flavor, so it seems he's getting a big ass box with diverse toppings. it's certainly enough to feed a group of five, but whatever. he'd rather come off as generous over cheap.
he finally makes it to revelation, and somehow it starts to register what is happening now. look, they did hang out before, but it was never in her room. this felt a bit personal somehow and he's dumb enough to pick up on it an hour and a half later.
either way, he's here and denji knocks on her door ... ]
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It'll be fine. They're just going to watch a movie, maybe two. Maybe even three if there's time for it. Telling herself that over and over does little to keep her heart from threatening to jump out of her throat.
As for the rest of her, she does jump right off her bed's edge at the knock. Whatever reservations she might still have, it's too late now. Thankfully she doesn't look stressed at all as she opens the door. Cleanly dressed in a loose sweater and skirt, hair brushed, you can hardly tell she's been thinking so hard that her furrowed eyebrows almost gave her a headache. If anything, the sight of him all cleaned up and with a box of donuts in hand makes her expression light up. ]
I said it was unlocked. [ She's not bothered in the slightest, of course. If anything, she's amused at how polite he was to knock. Cute.
Lucy steps back to let him in, a hand keeping the door open. ]
C'mon in.
[ Her dorm isn't extravagant in decor. It's certainly lived in, though. Dirty clothes in one hamper, clean clothes neatly folded in another, the bedsheets a bit crumpled from use, a work apron from the izakaya draped over her desk chair, shoes tucked clumsily by the door; she has the tendency to just toss things where they seem they should go. Or she cleaned up in a hurry and figured "this will do." ]
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[ he recites this line as if someone forced it down his throat before and - that's exactly what happened. it was aki trying to teach him some etiquette. however, he keeps in mind kaede gave him the green light to fuck that rule and bust in next time. noted, queen.
the smile is evident, taking a moment to appreciate her appearance because how could he not? the ears, the hair, and the outfit are so endearing. he snapped out of it when he was asked to step in, to which denji nodded and didn't hesitate to take the invite. he's still holding onto the box as he glances around the room. listen, he's never been to a girl's room before (no, power's nasty room doesn't count) - so, he's a bit smitten by this scandalous place; a shelter far away from the dirty claws of all men. it smells nice in here. it got her scent all over the place. it felt cozy and he suddenly was really excited about a movie night. heh. ]
As promised. I got us all the flavors in the shop. Let's taste them all.
[ he offers her the box of donuts, unsure where she wants them to settle so denji will allow his host to lead the way. but, more importantly- ]
How do you feel now? [ after that surgery-thing. ]
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She recovers quickly and softly laughs to herself at how he bought all the flavors. And, of course, a touch of guilt. She really should've specified what flavors she likes so he didn't have to go to all that trouble. Though is it really so bad if he seemingly doesn't mind? ]
I do feel better. Some lingering aftereffects, but I can handle it.
[ As she speaks, she pulls a small table out from her closet. It was perhaps a kids table once upon a time, but now it's the perfect thing to set down between the side of her bed and the TV. Since she has no sofa, that's the only place it can really go. ]
You can set that here.
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You look good, though. If there is anything I can do to help ... let me know.
[ he chose to trust her words, stupidly depending on what he could see from the outside and kaede didn't seem ... hurt? maybe she is okay after all. for now, he will keep an eye on her to further reassure himself. the kiddy table made him chuckle, definitely not mocking her but somewhat finding it endearing. it's so small! denji happily followed through and placed the box on the surface ... he then dragged it closer to the side of her bed. that might give kaede a clue of what will follow, and that's when denji shrugged off his jacket, kicked off his shoes, and-
he's — gonna get on her bed now, isn't he?
oh yes, he is. ]
Die Hard time!!
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I will, yeah.
[ Well, she might as well try it and see. That is, after she gets over the temporary shock of seeing a guy just...flopped on her bed. All the more reason for her to grab a donut and start nibbling on it as she slides onto her bed next to him. She starts up the movie, but her gaze keeps shifting between it, her snack, and Denji. Though she definitely keeps the latter in just the corner of her eye. Can't be too obvious, of course. ]
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maybe he shouldn't think about it too much. as the movie begins, denji shifts so he can prop a pillow against the bedframe, using it as a cozy cushion to lean on— one donut is already gone. it's delicious. 10/10. he wonders if his date agrees. he turns to glance at her, leaning in a bit. ]
Do you like it? Or, should we leave them a bad review?
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She's still slow in eating it, however. A mixture between savoring it and being absorbed in the film. Yet when Denji speaks up, she does look genuinely pleased if the little smile she has is any indication. ]
It's sweet, but not too sweet. I like it.