We are so ridiculous

[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ idols are supposed to be smiling, inspirational people. They're not supposed to be sitting in their dressing room, sifting listlessly through a script, head lowered and eyes dark.

She'd known. She'd known, the first time he'd run off with her hand in his, that the smartest thing was to enjoy that one day out with him and get back to work. She shouldn't have asked to see more of him. She shouldn't have let herself get swept away, knowing the agency didn't approve of the influence of one special effects artist. They'd banned him from the building, threatening worse if he persisted.

And it was back to dreary days. Not that Kohei hadn't occasionally made his way in, regardless, but it was getting riskier, the schedules were getting more packed, and Rise was getting more and more worried. ]

How'd it get like this...?

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[restardom.livejournal.com]

It's not like I haven't heard boob talk before...

[workisplay.livejournal.com]

... That's not what I meant.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ she's silent this time, staring at him warily.

While her manager's making indignant sputters and calling for security. ]

[workisplay.livejournal.com]

[ He notices that. It's clear he's overstayed his welcome. He takes Rise's hands in his, discreetly giving her a little note with a time and place to meet him later if "she doesn't hate him after all this".

He leans in, and whispers: ] I mean I love you.

[ With that, he backs away, salutes, aaaand jumps out the window. ]

[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ and there goes the rest of Rise's thought process and her heart, flying out the window after him.

You know, after the initial panic of OH GOD DID HE JUST JUMP--

yeah, expect that meeting place to have a person there. ]

[workisplay.livejournal.com]

[ It's a nice private place, well away from the eyes of paparazzi and managers alike

Kohei is there, waiting and looking for all the world like he didn't jump out of a window a few hours ago ]

... I almost thought you wouldn't show up.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

You kind of threw yourself out a window, why wouldn't I come?

[workisplay.livejournal.com]

Well, you know. It wouldn't be me without the dramatic finish.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

... Hey, um... about what you said... [ she's fidgeting now. ]

[workisplay.livejournal.com]

[ The usual playful smile on his face softens into something more genuine ]

I meant it.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ she studies him, eyes searching his face, before she ducks her head. ]

After all that talk about the women you worked with...

[workisplay.livejournal.com]

... They could never mean to me what you do. Never.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

Kohei...

[workisplay.livejournal.com]

Sorry it took me so long to figure it out.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

... I guess you already know that I love you, huh?

[workisplay.livejournal.com]

... It's still nice to hear.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

... I love you, you idiot.

[workisplay.livejournal.com]

[ Well, this time he can at least hug her without having to shove her manager over ]

[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ and this time, she can latch on-- which she does, arms fastening around his neck, exhaling shakily, and she's shaking, a little. But she's not letting go. ]

[workisplay.livejournal.com]

[ He holds her tight, almost like he's trying to steady her. He has no intention of letting her go either.

In fact, with her arms around his neck like they are, it's all too easy to lean down and kiss her. ]

[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ there's a tiny, muffled noise of surprise-- not that she's caught off-guard for too long, considering she's kissing him back and tightening her grip on him. ]