[closed] 君に胸キュン

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🧙 WHO: Rosho and Sasara
⚔️️ WHAT: they're on a DATE
🕒 WHEN: Valentine's day
🗺️ WHERE: around Camelot
⚠️ WARNINGS: Sasara's very bad jokes and an embarrassing amount of fluff

[ As the sun steadily begins to set in Camelot, Rosho takes a moment to check on his watch. He has no clue at this point how long he and Sasara have been out, but it's probably about time they wrapped up their walk outside. ...well, not really a "walk" anymore. He figured it out pretty quickly in the beginning, the moment he and Sasara agreed to head out together for the day. It started with a trip to one of Camelot's theaters where a valentine's day concert was being held, then a trip through a nice, quaint residential area. Yeah, there was no coincidence there, and he was sure Sasara figured it out himself.

They were definitely on a date. Not that that was a problem, but he had to say, he was pretty impressed to see Sasara had even prepared anything for the two of them to do together. It'd actually been a lot of time, but they'd been on their feet all day and as it started to get late, he figured the final thing to wrap things up absolutely needed to be dinner. But jeez, the city was bustling with so much activity for the holiday, it was hard to pick a place. He'd sort of fallen behind with his plans and never got around to checking anything in advance. If their living arrangement was different, he could just make dinner at home, but... well, they were still living in that simple, boring room at the inn.

Rosho's looking this way and that while they maneuver down the road until he stops at the sight of a display in the window of a cafe.

SPECIAL VALENTINE'S DAY OFFER

Come try our cherry vanilla pudding! Limited time!
Couples receive half-off deal!

Rosho is sold immediately. ]

Sasara! Here is okay, right?

[ A cafe's not really much of a romantic dinner location, but of course, with pudding now on his mind, he's already leading Sasara by the hand to the front door so they can step inside. ]

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[ All that gets is a shake of Rosho's head, the waitress dropping off two glasses of water for them out of courtesy. Before she leaves, Rosho requests a drink, a simple iced tea (but sweet, of course). As he picks up his glass to take a drink Sasara blurts out something so stupid he nearly spits out the water. Eyes wide, the heat rises up to his face, and he nearly shrinks into his seat as he murmurs in embarrassment. ]

S-stupid, what're you saying? That kind of traveling, it'd be way too expensive, wouldn't it? I'd need to take time off of work...

[ He knows that's probably not what Sasara wants to hear, but Rosho's not the one with a job that allows for extensive traveling. He could sneak in some time in-between school being out of session, but going all over the world? He just couldn't sacrifice that many work days, work weeks, for something like that. Even with Sasara, as much as he loves the thought of traveling with him, going to so many different locations in the world... ugh, he can't let him just pay for all of that, whether he even could or not, he doesn't even know ]!

At least... I guess, visiting Paris would be nice. As... a-a couple...

[ He takes another drink of the ice cold water even though his face feels really hot. Sasara's right at least. "The city of love". The one place all couples think of going to for that perfect romantic date, the beautiful French ambiance, visiting the Eiffel Tower—

It's your turn! Sasara whispers to him with his arms stretched up over his head. Rosho pauses then puts his glass of water down on the table. ]

It'd be ironic, don't ya think? The place we teamed up in, that was at Tsutenkaku.

[ That's the Eiffel Tower, right?! Rosho blurts out, the only thing he can think of to say.

Nope, I'm just stretching.

Rosho hears the sound of his hand slapping against Sasara's side, then, the entire cafe bursts into laughter. ]

Our very first routine together involved the Eiffel Tower. We, we could... visit, and give the tower our thanks.

[whosaysdajare]

[ Maybe it isn't, but he doesn't just want Rosho around to say whatever he wants to hear. Countering, that he oughta not worry about that, and how about just getting back on stage together to make that schedule work– Any moment they spend together, after those years apart, Sasara wants to say it still, and yet not. Or, at least, he'll take the rejection inevitably to be heard. He'll look at the change of pace Rosho's started to live at the speed of and slowly, each time a little more, will wait a little longer to blurt out how they should go back to performing together.

Is it these places, that are shifting these thought of his? If they went back home tomorrow, that is, wouldn't he still rather change his mind back and back again? ]

Mm? Don't think about that for a second. [ He interrupts.

There's a lot else Rosho just said. Talking about his student in such a fond manner and blushing through Sasara's bold mention of Paris. It's all imaginary, he hasn't been either of course. This debut joke of theirs, though, it's like they stood all up on top of the Eiffel Tower back then.

Together. ]

That time, yeah?

[ Neither one of them has ever forgotten; never will. This cafe is a more quiet spot, not the same audience, a different ambition... This time, Sasara is the one bursting into laughter. ]

It was your line! [ ( Ah... ) ]

The request I made after that, Rosho– [ "Something" at first sight. ] –even then, it was about more than just doing comedy together...

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[ Rosho flusters at the reminder, drawing a line through the condensation of his glass of water. It had been his line that created their first bit, the one that drew so much attention and praise from the people at that cafe in Tsuntenkaku, and yet in Rosho's mind, always, the effort belongs all to Sasara. It was his wit that brought out the laughter from the crowd, his natural talent, his exuberance and presence. Rosho just... had good timing, he supposes. But he's not allowed to think like that, so he pushes the thought far, far away, and focuses instead on the fondness of their first proper meeting. The first moment they spent working together, sharing their dreams, their goals, and deciding that the only way to reach for what they wanted was to team up. That was when it wasn't just each of them alone. It was them, both, together, because of the other.

He'd never thought there could be anything more to their collaboration other than Sasara's secure belief that Rosho could be his equal in comedy, the tsukkomi to his boke, partners. That's what their relationship was at that time eight years ago.

it was about more than just doing comedy together

Rosho's face heats up.

The way they always spent time with each other, the way Sasara couldn't ever not be by his side, always coming over to his place, always wanting the best for him... and then, the way he reacted after they broke up...

Since the very beginning, it wasn't just about comedy. ]

If y'told me somethin' like that, at the very beginning... I definitely wouldn't believe you. To be that serious about someone like me... we'd just met, we didn't know anything about each other. And we were total opposites, ya know? Some mean-looking, nasty punk that everyone was afraid of, that couldn't gain anyone's confidence... y-you'd have to be some big idiot, to see someone like that, and decide they were just the right person for you.

[ He says it with a very meek, dry sort of humor. Some idiot you'd have to be, to fall in love with someone, just like that. And then to lose them, but never give up, and never think of it as a fleeting, passing moment, but something you keep yearning for. Like an old friend. ]

But I guess, in a way, it was the same for me. Even if I didn't understand it at the time. You... were what I needed, too.

[ Someone to be proud of him.

Someone to pick him up and push him forward.

A brilliant, shining sun. ]

Takes an idiot, to... f-fall in love with another idiot, just like that, yeah?