pslplz | Futureverse

"Then why don't you gimme a preview?" he says with a grin.

Nothing salacious, really! Just a little something to tide him over.

"What are you suggesting?" He asks through a quiet laugh that's torn between amusement and slight discomfort. Nothing against getting more intimate, but this is still a restaurant! It's just not the place for hickies and hand jobs.

Oh, he hears that amusement in Yuki's voice. Admit it, you're more adventurous than you think you are.

"Nothing," he says coyly. But he leans in just enough to nuzzle his ear.

Sure it's nothing. As Akaya nuzzles his ear, Yuki's hand glides up to his wrist and takes it in a gentle but firm clasp. And he turns his head just enough to put his mouth by Akaya's ear for a whisper.

"That's the opposite of what I'm going to do to you later..."

He laughs, letting him hold onto his wrist without a struggle.

"Hurry up and order, then."

'Later' is a relative term, after all. It doesn't have be that long.

"Look who's talking," Yuki teases back. "Have you even spared two glances at the menu?"

Don't think he'll be leaving until he sees you eat real food. He knows better than anyone the crazy schedules of a music idol. One can only go so long subsisting on energy drinks and snacks.

He shrugs.

"I already know what I want."

Take that how you like. It's true, either way.

Yuki doesn't miss the innuendo, but responds with a calm smile and sip of his water.

"That's good to hear. I can't accept leaving until I've seen you eat a real meal."

"Pfft. Still acting like the captain. Fine, fine."

Akaya waves the waiter over with an impatient gesture and informs him of his order. Green curry with saffron rice, something pickled, and a beer. And he'll sit back making eyes at Yukimura until he's done ordering and they can hurry through this formality of dinner.

Old habits die hard, they say. Perhaps especially when they come from a place of caring. Satisfied with what Akaya orders, Yuki places his own order for a meal with grilled fish as the entree.

And once the waiter has left with their orders, he sends Akaya a look of feigned exasperation for those distracting eyes. Patience has never been the young man's strong suit, he knows. And he understands sexual desire, so he can't be too upset at the antics. Still, Yuki thinks quietly in the back of his mind: surely Akaya can appreciate spending some time together that isn't between the sheets?

With Akaya, what you see is what you get. He doesn't really make any excuses for himself. He wants something, he lets it be known. Yukimura is often the opposite. He can be so damn restrained. It's a strength of his, but Akaya finds it frustrating sometimes. Maybe that's why he likes provoking him like this in public.

He backs off though. They've only just decided to stop fighting, after all. He leans back in his seat.

"Where do you start your tour?"

He actually does pay attention, sometimes.

"Asahikawa. We'll travel south through the islands from there, finishing in Okinawa," Yuki explained. "With the weather starting to get colder, I didn't want the north on the tail end." A few weeks could make a big difference this time of year.

"You're going to the beach without me?" he says with a smirk.

Though he knows Yukimura, it is no vacation for him, on tour. He's much too serious about his work for that. Nevertheless, he can tease him sometimes, because someone has to tell him to take it easy on occasion. Who else, if not him?

"I wouldn't dream of it," Yuki answered back smoothly with an amused smile. It wasn't even a lie; the thought of going to the beach while in the area had never occurred to him. He was going to be so busy doing tour business...

Of course, he could see that same tour going a little differently if it were Akaya's. Knowing him, he would find time to visit the beach.

"You can, if you want," he says graciously. Such a generous boyfriend! "In fact, maybe you should. Take a load off and enjoy the scenery. Or let me guess...you'd prefer a quiet zen garden or a temple somewhere?"

Though it's a shame, Akaya would like to see Yukimura in swimwear on occasion...

"I can what? Dream of it? That may have to suffice," he answers a bit ruefully. Some time to relax was nice once in a while, but touring was generally quite hectic. Rushing from one city to the next to set up stage, test run, perform, take down, and catch a bit of sleep before heading to the next destination and doing it again.

"For the record, I don't have anything against the beach." Granted, a quiet evening without crowds sounded more enticing than scorching sun and throngs of people.

"Good. Then you won't complain when I take you to one after your tour." Yuki shouldn't have to dream of things when he's got Akaya to make things happen. He grins.

Akaya was going to make a special trip down to meet him at the end of the tour and visit the beach with him? Yuki supposes he'll have to carve something out of his schedule in that case. He smiles warmly.

"It sounds wonderful. I look forward to it."

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