pullmeoutalive | Model Idol Combi: L is for the way you look at me

[And here's the star of the show himself, finally done his beauty routine and humming under his breath as he approaches his locker with his magical beauty bag in hand. He's expecting maybe one or two stragglers around (or no one at all, it's not uncommon), offhandedly noting that he'll be the one to lock everything up at the end even if there are any.

Then freezes as he notices Makoto sitting there. Makoto in the locker room where guys change what is she doing in here what if there's someone walking around naked in here?!

By the way he also doesn't have a shirt on? Because that's still hanging inside his locker.]

Makocchi?!

Ryouta-kun! [ and ever oblivious as to what's going through his mind, Makoto brightens and offers him a salute.

Never mind that she's blushing, even after everything, okay Kise shirtless is just one of Those Things. ]

Ah... [He's still a little startled about her being in here so it's reflex that gets him to salute back, albeit weakly.] Hey.

[--wait wait, 'hey' isn't what he should be saying. There isn't much point in trying to cover himself up now, not when she's already seen everything anyway. Instead he starts looking around to make sure no one (naked or not) is with them before turning back to her.]

Not that I'm not happy to see you, but what are you doing in here? This is the boys' locker room! Did someone let you in?

Oh-- yeah, one of your juniors? [ she pauses, rubbing at her chin. ] I was trying to avoid the girls in the gym, and he said you were still in here.

Are you serious? [Ugh. Being senpai is haaaard.] What is he thinking...

Oh-- um, I can wait outside now! It looks like you still need some time--

Aren't you hiding from the girls?

[And he's whisking his shirt off the hanger, starting to button it up after shrugging it on.]

I'm almost done too.

[ he gets a laugh, her admittance of "guilty as charged" in a sense, and if she looks a little regretful in her embarrassment, it's entirely his imagination. She's not a pervert, she can just appreciate her boyfriend without his shirt-- but it's not like him leaving the room with it off would be the brightest of ideas. ]

I'll stick around, then! I think they should be mostly gone, but waiting a little longer never hurts, and I don't mind spending it with you.

[Oh of course she's not a pervert, we've already established who the real one is.

But if he leans down with his shirt only partway buttoned then that's... a little too specific to be her imagination.]

Since we're spending time together, want to help me with my tie?

[He can do it himself but he can't resist don't question him please. Just take the tie he's holding up.]

[ She's reaching for the tie before her mind catches up, and maybe it was a little too focused on the skin he's yet to cover up, but he doesn't need to know that.

Except now she's definitely blushing. ]

I really shouldn't know how to... [ but the woes of wearing men's clothing. ]

No need to get nervous on me. I really like how you do it, that's all!

[Except he's definitely been watching where her eyes are going.]

I-I'm not nervous! Lower your head a little more, okay?

[ sadly, she's very very good at getting the tie on. ]

[Ever the obedient puppy even years later, he sinks himself down lower.]

Like this?

That's perfect.

[ and she gets to work adjusting and knotting and getting the tie centered, lips pressed together in concentration before she leans back and shoots him a grin. ]

There, that should stay!

[Meanwhile he was admiring her face. No, really. From her eyes full of concentration to the way her lips thin out as she presses them together: it's endearing and he can honestly say he likes her a lot. Maybe more than like. That grin at the end does nothing to convince him otherwise.

It's why he doesn't answer right away. Or at all. Because maybe definitely he likes her more than that.]

[ When there's no response, not even a teasing wink or a casual comment, her expression turns vaguely puzzled. Maybe he's distracted? ]

Ryouta-kun?

[Not quite distracted enough that he's pulling his usual Bambi eyes routine. Enough though, that he looks a bit apologetic as he launches into what was going through his head.]

Hey Makocchi, I was thinking...

[That you looked pretty and I like you a lot. That you should stay with me even though I'm not the kind of guy who likes to settle down all the time, so you might end up waiting up for me a lot and...]

[ It's not like him to pause, unless it's for dramatic effect. Even so, Makoto's not too terribly worried, if not a little concerned-- but she smiles anyway. ]

About what?

[A silence. Then he nods to himself.]

Want to get a sundae? My treat!

Huh-- are you sure? Did you bring a hat today?

Nope! But you came all the way out to see me so I can't let you go back just like that!

You don't have to treat me for it, though! I'm happy anywhere.

Huh? Anywhere? Even here?

[It's not a total mess but he's been to better places.]

You're here, aren't you? So here's fine, too!

... I see.

[Getting up, he stretches himself out before grabbing his blazer and slinging his bag over his shoulder.]

Then how about I want to because I love you?

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