["Of course"...? Clueless about whatever 'shoujo manga love interest' stereotypes he happens to align with in terms of his affinity for cute cats, Mignon simply tilts his head in confusion at the comment.
The rest of what Jeoh says is much more easily registered, and he can't help smiling in return when Jeoh looks up at him with such a genuinely happy and shy expression on his face. It makes his own heart flutter with joy upon hearing confirmation that he is indeed also Jeoh's only friend, and although he appreciates it, one does have to wonder if someone as 'kind' as Jeoh claims that he is would be so instinctively happy about having Jeoh "all too himself" in such a greedy way...
In any case, Mignon doesn't have much time to think about that when Jeoh goes ahead and adds that in with an insinuation about how otherwise popular Mignon could be if he wanted. Of course it's flattering to hear, on one hand, but on the other hand... It's hard to explain, but for some reason, it almost feels like there's a bit of distance that Jeoh is putting between them whenever he talks like that...?
And that makes Mignon a little grumpy.
The athlete ends up going from a smile to a bit of a pout; somehow managing to look childish despite his big body. As he sorts through his own jumbled feelings on the matter, Mignon peers over at Jeoh with a complicated expression that borders somewhere between a flattered blush and a slightly boyish frown. He's certainly not one to turn down an invitation to eat, regardless, so he replies to Jeoh's suggestion with a mutter.]
I could go for something meaty...
[...So, on that note-
Standing at his side, Mignon suddenly takes hold of Jeoh's chin again. Only this time, he's allowing his intrusive thought to take over; tilting Jeoh's head up and bending downwards so that he can open his mouth wide...
-And take a big bite of his friend's soft cheek.
Nothing serious, of course- just a mild, semi-playful CHOMP against Jeoh's face that should fade within an hour or so even against such pale skin; after which he gives the area a small lick before pulling back with an odd sense of satisfaction now that the deed is done.
He 'explains' with a furrowed brow, lingering close-] ...That's for not taking me seriously.
I already said I don't want anybody else, so there's no point goin' on about how great I'd get along with other people, y'know.
[After that very rare display of his bratty side done, Mignon turns with a huff to start walking in the direction Jeoh indicated.]
[ it is a clumsy attempt at some distance, if only because jeoh can't stop thinking about how getting more and more involved with mignon is just going to bring the other man a whole lot of dangerous trouble if they're not as careful as possible. it's been years since jeoh has tried to look out for anyone but himself, so he isn't as good at it as he wishes he was — for mignon's sake more than anything else.
mignon's pout brings that fondness he holds for him to the surface again, though. it's hard to sidestep it when it's so blatantly in his face. he really likes him too much.
which doesn't help the jolt of heat that hits him when mignon bites him, however gentle. the noise he lets out at that is ridiculous, the shiver unavoidable, and his cheeks are burning to the touch, he's sure. that was... hot.
he clears his throat, trailing after mignon as he tries to calm his heart down, hands reaching up to pat at his own cheeks to dispel some of the heat. ]
Remind me again if I slip up, okay? That side of you is really... something else.
[ even with mignon walking ahead, he hopes his smile reaches his tone. ]
Anyway, I'm not all that great at cooking, but maybe we can grab something nice. My treat.
[If Jeoh thinks that he can just wipe away all of Mignon's grumpiness by letting out a sexy noise as he's bitten, talking to Mignon in that playfully flirty tone, and treating him to food, then... well. He's 1000% correct, of course.
Mignon tries his best not to make it too obvious that his mood has pretty much instantly flipped around into something closer to excitement and eagerness thanks to the other's responses, but even if Jeoh can't see the way Mignon is practically wagging an imaginary tail at the moment, he's sure to see the way that the athlete's own complexion has become much rosier, if he were to catch up and see Mignon's barely-restrained interest and stirring arousal for himself.]
...Well, don't blame me for whatever happens if you keep riling me up like that. [He follows up Jeoh's joke(?) with a joke(?) of his own, before moving on.]
I do... want that. [A beat, and then he suggests-] But if you're covering food, then let me cover our drinks.
I don't usually drink, but... Since I'm filling in as your boyfriend tonight, we might as well make it like a real date that you'd see in the movies, right? And they usually have alcohol and stuff, I think...
[ to his credit, jeoh does jog a little to catch up to mignon, still a step or too behind him, but enough to peek up at him again as they walk. he isn't pouting anymore, so he can't help but feel proud of that, at least. since they're going to get something to eat, jeoh tugs his hood back up, just in case. he doesn't want anyone to recognize him on their way and ruin everything. ]
It's late, so we'll probably have to stick with something more casual like chicken or maybe a convenience store.
[ but he still hesitates, thinking it over. it might be awkward if they're splitting the check or something at a restaurant. ]
How about I just pay tonight and you pay next time? I'm playing the boyfriend too, right?
Anything with you would taste good for me. [He answers simply, noting how Jeoh puts up his hood. It's not looking like it's about to rain, so... That must mean Jeoh is worried about being seen, right? Damn- how often has that kind of thing happened when Jeoh was just trying to casually hang out in town before...?
Mignon will shake those thoughts free for now; distracted by Jeoh's phrasing.]
Hehe... I've already earned a second date, huh? [He thinks for a moment then smiles again; his mood boosted as he starts to get ideas.]
...Well in that case- I'll let you take charge and pay this time if it means you'll go along with whatever I wanna do together next time we hang out.
[ jeoh wants to argue that they're just taking turns with the whole boyfriend experience thing, but it's hard to when he's feeling giddy from just pretending. walking with mignon, watching the way he smiles — it's more than enough, right? ]
Whatever you wanna do, huh? Do I get a hint, or is it a surprise?
[ grinning up at him, he loops his arm through his, walking a little faster to keep pace with his longer strides. ]
You've still got prizes to cash in, so I won't count it towards that. It can be separate.
[The "prizes" Jeoh brings up again... hugs, and kisses that are slow and deep...
...Are they really gonna do that stuff? Or is Jeoh just being his fun and flirtatious self? When Mignon first jokingly brought up wanting to be rewarded for his victories, he never would have thought that his words would be taken seriously- or that Jeoh would want to take things up a notch, to the point where Jeoh even brought up wanting to have a makeout session. Mignon tries his best to settle down and lower his expectations for what may happen tonight just in case, but... it's difficult to do so when Jeoh is being so tempting; looping their arms together and looking up at him with that little cat-like grin on his face...
Mignon looks away as they walk, blushing again. Even Jeoh's smallest acts of seduction- intentional or not- run the risk of riling Mignon up a bit too much if he allows himself to think about it for too long, so he swallows hard and avoids that particular subject for now.] ER, well...
To be honest, I haven't decided for sure yet.
There are a ton of things I wanna do. [He thinks back to some of his tamer fantasies.] Stuff like... going to the movies together, an amusement park, or rock-climbing, or going to the beach! [He can imagine it now; Jeoh wearing cute amusement park animal ears and happily eating a giant cotton candy, or being at the beach and splashing around in his cute little swim trunks...
Of course, the syrupy-sweet images going through Mignon's mind are probably a much more exaggerated and idealized version of what could happen in reality, but isn't the whole point of this 'play' between them to indulge in fantasy?]
...Basically, I wanna try all that cheesy romantic stuff that I'll probably never do with a "real life" boyfriend, I guess.
[ ... huh. mignon looks almost uncomfortable, doesn't he? jeoh keeps his hold on his arm loose, pace steady. maybe mignon was just kidding about the prizes. it'd be completely normal if he was, wouldn't it? just playful banter and stuff. it's a little disappointing, if only because he can't remember ever kissing anyone he actually liked, but it's also probably for the best.
he's good about letting it go, listening to what mignon would rather do. it sounds sweet, too. it makes him smile. ]
Well, if you keep winning, we'll check them all off your list, okay? [ well... ] Maybe we should leave one or two, though. You might actually get a boyfriend one day.
[ which is definitely a thought he's had before, but one he's used to compartmentalizing. looking ahead, he hums again. ]
There's a chicken place close by, or a convenience store by my place. Which one are you feeling more?
[At first, Mignon perks up at Jeoh saying that they'll eventually check off everything on Mignon's list, which is more than enough to get the athlete excited to keep dominating in the pit...
But then, once again, Mignon finds himself landing back on his feet fast. Although it's clearly unintentional, Jeoh has really gotten good at filling the air with both hopeful anticipation and anxious doubt. Mignon's complicated frown makes a return as he exhales in mild frustration; muttering under his breath.]
You did it again...
[He's got half a mind to lean over and 'punish' Jeoh with another bite again- only this time the other young man has his hood up as a sort of cheek-guard, and Mignon knows it'd be bad to draw that much attention as they draw closer to the more busy streets where Jeoh clearly doesn't wish to be recognized at the moment. So, Mignon can do nothing with his frustration but sulk and huff; behaving himself despite his definite urge to be a brat.
If that's how it is, then...
Maybe Mignon has been a bit too 'polite' with Jeoh about how he feels after all.]
...Convenience store.
[He decides quickly and resolutely.]
I wanna hurry and get back to your place fast, so... Whatever's the quickest.
[Straightforward, he peers down at Jeoh and declares-] -Otherwise I'll just end up punishing you while everyone watches.
[ while jeoh feels mignon's mood change in the way his arm stiffens, what he's cranky about doesn't sink in very quickly. he's still trying to find a balance between being selfish and flirting with him, and not making him uncomfortable if all he wants to do is talk about it.
missing the first thing mignon mumbles, jeoh looks up at him when he picks the convenience store, brows raised. he thought mignon would pick the chicken place for sure, since he mentioned he wanted something meaty. opening his mouth to point out they'll be at the mercy of whatever is left over at the convenience store, he quickly closes it as mignon continues.
the sudden eye contact makes him flush, feeling like he's gotten caught looking at him. ]
You're gonna punish me again? You said you didn't need any other friends, but boyfriends are different, aren't they?
[ still, jeoh keeps his pace and guides mignon more in the direction of his house. the convenience store is close by, so he isn't too worried about it. mignon is probably really hungry after his matches... if they can't find enough, maybe he'll just order in after they eat whatever they do manage to get. ]
I told you I don't need anybody else. [Mignon argues, brow furrowed as he looks down at Jeoh.] I've been saying that over and over.
[Whether Jeoh still isn't taking him completely seriously, or he's choosing not to register Mignon's words, either option leaves him feeling frustrated.
But...
He sighs and plops a large hand down upon Jeoh's hooded head again.] ...It's fine.
If you still don't believe me, I guess I'll just have to show you later.
[Leaving it at that for now, Mignon removes his hand from Jeoh as they find the convenience store and look around. He'll try to keep an appropriate distance from the other man as they shop; not drawing too much attention Jeoh's way.]
[ it's touch and go, how serious jeoh thinks mignon is being. he can't really tell, apart from the little tells he gives with his pouting or... that "punishment". even then, he's still leaning towards it being a joke. no one has ever treated him the way mignon has, so anything else feels vastly unbelievable.
he sighs when they reach the convenience store, picking his way through the drinks as mignon looks around. settling on a cheaper can of beer and a bag of potato chips, he waits for him near the register, asking for a pack of cigarettes as he does.
rushing mignon isn't something he's willing to do, not when he's sure the other man hasn't even eaten dinner. so, he strikes up a shallow conversation with the clerk. ]
[As far as convenience stores go, it's got a pretty good selection. Of course, Mignon could always go the route of going to the glass display case to grab a hot dog or something, but as undiscriminating as he is when it comes to food, he's not quite that desperate for a quick meal just yet. There's a bucket of crispy chicken, which looks quite good but is a bit on the pricy side... And then lastly, Mignon comes across a classic sweet and spicy chicken meat skewer for purchase.
Figuring that the meat skewer is probably the best option in terms of both price and convenience, he grabs a couple and then goes to bring it up to the front counter for purchase.]
Hey, do you...
[He's ready to ask Jeoh's opinion as he approaches, before realizing that Jeoh had been having a conversation. Oh, whoops. Mignon has never seen Jeoh interact with others, so at first he's almost curious enough to just sit back and listen to what they're talking about...
....
But as he watches them getting along for a bit, for some reason, Mignon finds himself feeling... lonely(??) Next thing he knows, Mignon is stepping forward to hover close by and make his presence known; standing closely to Jeoh as he presents the skewers like a dog waiting for a scrap of attention.
Ahem.] --Hey, so, I was just sayin'- how about skewers?
[ their conversation is as shallow as it could possibly be — just the clerk telling jeoh about his day, complaining about rude customers, and jeoh nodding and laughing when it calls for it. he comes to this convenience store often, even late at night like it is now. it's easy to keep up a rapport with the people that work at it.
jeoh visibly brightens when mignon speaks up, turning to focus on him and cutting the conversation off without much fuss. with a glance at the skewers and then to catch his gaze, he gives him a smile, reaching out to skim fingers against his forearm briefly. ]
You can grab more than just two of them. You worked really hard today and it's my treat, after all.
[ he's sure mignon is being cautious of the price of what he's picking. he's thoughtful like that. stepping around him to go fetch more, he gives him a gentle nudge to his side. ]
Firstly- there's the way that Jeoh doesn't just give Mignon the undivided attention he had been craving; he also visibly brightened at the sight of him, in a way that even someone as thick-skulled as Mignon could notice. The way he smiled up at Mignon was simply different than the polite smile that Mignon saw on his face as he interacted with the store clerk, and just the thought of earning such a special expression from Jeoh made the athlete's heart skip a beat at the sight of it.
All it takes is that smile, that gentle touch against his arm, and yes- even the simple display of attentiveness that Jeoh gives him by noticing that Mignon could probably throw down more food than he grabbed...
...And it's at this very moment that Mignon has the most objectively, ridiculously-timed realization ever. Standing in a convenience store with his mouth agape, staring dumbly at Jeoh with two meat skewers in hand, it dawns on him.
He just might be in love with Jeoh.
It takes a moment for Mignon to snap out of his daze; belatedly turning to follow behind his friend as his heart pounds loudly within his ears. Distantly, he kinda-sorta registers the question asked of him..? But instead of answering right away, Mignon pulls Jeoh to the side a bit so that they're completely out of sight from the store clerk, as he leans in and places a kiss to Jeoh's lips.]
[ mignon is awfully quiet. turning back to look at him, it's the look on the other man's face that makes him so easily directed aside. he's not sure what to make of it, if he's somehow earned a bite to his other cheek, but he doesn't speak up just in case, not wanting to draw more attention to them right now.
the kiss takes catches him completely off guard, though, his heart lurching in his chest. mignon's lips are softer than he imagined they might be and maybe it's clumsy and chaste, sure, but it still makes him feel more than anything he's felt with any of his clients.
it makes him feel shy, even his ears tipped off in color. when he speaks up, he has to clear his throat first, wide eyes looking up at mignon. ]
... That's not fair. I can't kiss you how I want to here.
[The kiss is brief; soft, sweet, and clumsily angled with their difference in height, but Mignon still feels a swell of excitement in his chest and the flutter of butterflies in his belly at the contact. If he needed further confirmation that his feelings extend beyond that of mere attraction or a simple crush- that was it.
But once he pulls back and gets a look at Jeoh's shocked, reddened expression, Mignon also belatedly blushes and realizes how inappropriately-timed the stolen kiss was. His eyes go from a half-lidded sort of daze to wide and flustered in an instant.]
Er, uh, sorr-!
[A beat.] ...Wait...
So you... were serious about all that stuff you said about making out with me before?
[ while mignon doesn't finish the apology, it still doesn't stop jeoh from reaching out and lightly pinching his side. maybe it's his turn to pout, then. he huffs out a breath, trying to calm his racing heart, and shakes his head. ]
Why wouldn't I be serious?
[ he can't really ask mignon if he thinks he says that to everyone because... well. with how much he's failing to calm himself down, he almost feels like he's back in high school when things weren't so complicated. that's scary. ]
I thought you were the one joking. Or just being nice, I guess. I come onto you pretty strong sometimes.
Geh-!? [An odd yelp escapes the larger man's throat and he jumps back a bit; caught off-guard by the sudden pinch. No, of course it didn't hurt, but to say that Mignon isn't used to being playfully pinched or tickled would be a massive understatement. For some reason, the simple experience of sharing such familiar skinship with Jeoh is both shocking and exciting, making his heart flutter even more as he stares at his friend with a flustered blink.]
I- I dunno...
[If he's being honest, Mignon did kind of think it was possible that Jeoh was just a flirt who was naturally seductive towards others just for the fun of it. And it's not even like Mignon would mind if that was the case. He enjoyed flirting with Jeoh right back, even if it wasn't going to lead towards anything actually happening between them. But just now, as Mignon saw the way that Jeoh smiled and laughed with the store owner... his perception changed. It was just so obviously different than the warm, familiar way he always spoke to Mignon.
Which means... Jeoh's attraction towards him is something real... right?
At Jeoh's last words, Mignon straightens and steps forward again- recovering from his flustered state quickly.]
I wouldn't have jerked off to you-- [Okay, maybe that was a bit loud. He leans in and whispers closer.] ...I mean... I wouldn't have ended that call like that as a joke.
[He references their borderline-phonesex in a hushed voice; blushing, but unashamed to admit that he definitely "finished the job" after that steamy call between them ended.] And there's no way I'm so nice that I'd do it to be polite. I've turned down plenty of people I wasn't interested in before.
[Mignon cants his head to the side and raises a brow.] Just how innocent do you think I am...?
[ jeoh can't help but grin when mignon yelps, crossing his arms as he watches him. there's not a lot he can fault him for here, not when he's a prostitute. there's a strange grey area there, uncomfortable but always present. but in jeoh's mind, mignon is entirely separate from any of that, the tiny jump in his pulse when he admits to jerking off to him proof more than anything else.
maybe mignon is right, though. it's not hard to imagine him attracting more admirers than he can count on both hands. he's hot, for one. anyone with eyes would note how handsome he is and what an amazing body he has. mignon's kindness and personality would cinch the deal.
but... maybe he did underestimate mignon, just a little. ]
Well, I jerked off to you, too. You weren't the only one. [ he's not going to mince words, but he does keep his voice low. with mignon leaning in, it's easier. ] But I guess I thought I just pressed all the right buttons. People can get hard even when they don't like someone like that.
[ he's starting to feel shy again, so he stands up a little straighter, keeping his eyes on mignon. ]
Anyway, I'm not sure how innocent you are. I didn't want to assume. I like you, though. I've pretty much liked you since I met you and I wouldn't have said what I said to you over the phone if I didn't.
[ so, in a clumsy attempt to stop feeling flustered himself: ]
It was electrifying enough when his friend confessed to touching himself while thinking of Mignon- which, in itself, turns the athlete on so much that he audibly intakes a small breath and twitches in response... But just as the mental image of that starts bouncing around in Mignon's head, suddenly the smaller male straightens and makes a confession that almost makes the athlete feel like he's been suckerpunched in the best way possible.
"I like you"..??
"I've pretty much liked you since I met you"..???
Jeoh is NOT going to just brush past that!
His friend barely gets to finish asking his last question before Mignon is suddenly snatching Jeoh up in a firm hug; embracing Jeoh with a warm, tight squeeze that probably borders on too much. He can't help it- he's overwhelmed, and if he doesn't get to at least put his hands on Jeoh in some way right now, he's going to go crazy. His heart is already pounding against his ribs; breath shaking somewhat as he exhales it against Jeoh's throat.] ...Sorry, but...
Right now, I can't really think about wanting to taste anything but you. And I don't know how much longer I can hold back.
[Mignon pulls back only so that he can grab Jeoh by the hand and usher him to the front counter. The store clerk will probably be very confused as to why the two disappeared for a long few minutes only to emerge again with tomato-red faces, but whatever. Whether Jeoh chooses to grab another couple of skewers in the meantime or none at all is not currently Mignon's primary concern. They need to get finish getting through this purchase ASAP.]
[ jeoh is not as quiet as he'd like to be when mignon sweeps him up into another bear hug, startled. he's sure the clerk is starting to wonder just what they're up to since they very clearly went to get more skewers, but it's hard to think beyond the warmth of mignon's breath against his throat, of all things.
and how is he supposed to act normal when mignon is saying things like that?
he lets out his own breath finally when his feet hit the ground again, managing to grab a couple more of those skewers in the frenzy to the register. he definitely is red when he adds them to the stuff he left on the counter, tugging at his hoodie's collar like he needs the airflow to function.
it's quick, at least. once he's paid and they're back in the fresh night air, bag of food in hand, he takes a deep breath, casting a glance at mignon as he directs him the short distance to his house. ]
You keep surprising me, you know. I've never met anyone like you before.
[ which is far from a bad thing. he can't keep the weird warmth from his tone, thankful they're quickly approaching his house. once he unlocks the door and opens it, he turns to mignon again. ]
Sorry about the mess.
[ not that there's much of one. things are basically where his dad left them, family photos and all. flipping on a light as he toes off his shoes, he presses the bag to mignon's chest. even with the dozens of things running through his head and how anxious he's starting to feel: ]
[The night air helps a little to cool Mignon's head, though there's still definitely only one thing on his mind. That much is obvious when Jeoh glances up at Mignon during their walk and Mignon is already staring intently back at him, unable to keep the dumb grin from his face. He'll take Jeoh's words as a compliment whether they were intended to be or not; laughing and squeezing his hand as they make their way to Jeoh's apartment.
When they get inside, there's no effort on Mignon's part to hide his curiousness; peering around after he removes his shoes to observe Jeoh's "natural habitat", staring at the family photos and inhaling the air...
Only when a bag is shoved against his chest does Mignon blink and focus on Jeoh again, chucking.]
...Only if you share it with me. [They're still on their date, after all. What fun would it be to eat alone?
Mignon spots the kitchen and makes his way over in that direction; feeling more excitement than anything.] This is my first time going over to a friend's house. It's a pretty cool place, if you ask me... I like it here.
I mean, it even smells like you. [He's pretty easy to please in that respect. Mignon removes a few skewers from the bag and goes to heat them up in their plastic packaging per the instructions.] I'm gonna borrow your microwave for a sec.
[Once the timing is set up for the pre-cooked skewers to heat up a little, Mignon glances over at his host curiously- then smiles brightly as he slides over and leans towards Jeoh with a raised brow. There's definitely something a bit different about Jeoh's energy right now, and Mignon can't help but to find it pretty interesting. He can't hide the amusement or the building desire behind his eyes as he asks-]
[ it feels surreal, having mignon here. he's never invited anyone over, never even wanted the guests he has had over. but watching him looking around, he's grateful for his open curiosity and the way he takes in everything. he huffs out a quick laugh when mignon mentions it even smells like him, giving a shake of his head as he follows him into the kitchen.
it feels more intimate than he thought it might. looking at it head-on feels a little too obvious.
leaning against the kitchen table, his eyes widen when mignon turns his attention to him again, the beginning of another pout pulling at his lips. ]
Maybe. I don't invite people over. [ willingly. looking up at mignon, he presses a finger to his chest, giving it a playful push. ] And you keep looking at me like that, so I'm trying to behave myself.
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The rest of what Jeoh says is much more easily registered, and he can't help smiling in return when Jeoh looks up at him with such a genuinely happy and shy expression on his face. It makes his own heart flutter with joy upon hearing confirmation that he is indeed also Jeoh's only friend, and although he appreciates it, one does have to wonder if someone as 'kind' as Jeoh claims that he is would be so instinctively happy about having Jeoh "all too himself" in such a greedy way...
In any case, Mignon doesn't have much time to think about that when Jeoh goes ahead and adds that in with an insinuation about how otherwise popular Mignon could be if he wanted. Of course it's flattering to hear, on one hand, but on the other hand... It's hard to explain, but for some reason, it almost feels like there's a bit of distance that Jeoh is putting between them whenever he talks like that...?
And that makes Mignon a little grumpy.
The athlete ends up going from a smile to a bit of a pout; somehow managing to look childish despite his big body. As he sorts through his own jumbled feelings on the matter, Mignon peers over at Jeoh with a complicated expression that borders somewhere between a flattered blush and a slightly boyish frown. He's certainly not one to turn down an invitation to eat, regardless, so he replies to Jeoh's suggestion with a mutter.]
I could go for something meaty...
[...So, on that note-
Standing at his side, Mignon suddenly takes hold of Jeoh's chin again. Only this time, he's allowing his intrusive thought to take over; tilting Jeoh's head up and bending downwards so that he can open his mouth wide...
-And take a big bite of his friend's soft cheek.
Nothing serious, of course- just a mild, semi-playful CHOMP against Jeoh's face that should fade within an hour or so even against such pale skin; after which he gives the area a small lick before pulling back with an odd sense of satisfaction now that the deed is done.
He 'explains' with a furrowed brow, lingering close-] ...That's for not taking me seriously.
I already said I don't want anybody else, so there's no point goin' on about how great I'd get along with other people, y'know.
[After that very rare display of his bratty side done, Mignon turns with a huff to start walking in the direction Jeoh indicated.]
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mignon's pout brings that fondness he holds for him to the surface again, though. it's hard to sidestep it when it's so blatantly in his face. he really likes him too much.
which doesn't help the jolt of heat that hits him when mignon bites him, however gentle. the noise he lets out at that is ridiculous, the shiver unavoidable, and his cheeks are burning to the touch, he's sure. that was... hot.
he clears his throat, trailing after mignon as he tries to calm his heart down, hands reaching up to pat at his own cheeks to dispel some of the heat. ]
Remind me again if I slip up, okay? That side of you is really... something else.
[ even with mignon walking ahead, he hopes his smile reaches his tone. ]
Anyway, I'm not all that great at cooking, but maybe we can grab something nice. My treat.
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Mignon tries his best not to make it too obvious that his mood has pretty much instantly flipped around into something closer to excitement and eagerness thanks to the other's responses, but even if Jeoh can't see the way Mignon is practically wagging an imaginary tail at the moment, he's sure to see the way that the athlete's own complexion has become much rosier, if he were to catch up and see Mignon's barely-restrained interest and stirring arousal for himself.]
...Well, don't blame me for whatever happens if you keep riling me up like that. [He follows up Jeoh's joke(?) with a joke(?) of his own, before moving on.]
I do... want that. [A beat, and then he suggests-] But if you're covering food, then let me cover our drinks.
I don't usually drink, but... Since I'm filling in as your boyfriend tonight, we might as well make it like a real date that you'd see in the movies, right? And they usually have alcohol and stuff, I think...
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It's late, so we'll probably have to stick with something more casual like chicken or maybe a convenience store.
[ but he still hesitates, thinking it over. it might be awkward if they're splitting the check or something at a restaurant. ]
How about I just pay tonight and you pay next time? I'm playing the boyfriend too, right?
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Mignon will shake those thoughts free for now; distracted by Jeoh's phrasing.]
Hehe... I've already earned a second date, huh? [He thinks for a moment then smiles again; his mood boosted as he starts to get ideas.]
...Well in that case- I'll let you take charge and pay this time if it means you'll go along with whatever I wanna do together next time we hang out.
Deal?
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Whatever you wanna do, huh? Do I get a hint, or is it a surprise?
[ grinning up at him, he loops his arm through his, walking a little faster to keep pace with his longer strides. ]
You've still got prizes to cash in, so I won't count it towards that. It can be separate.
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...Are they really gonna do that stuff? Or is Jeoh just being his fun and flirtatious self? When Mignon first jokingly brought up wanting to be rewarded for his victories, he never would have thought that his words would be taken seriously- or that Jeoh would want to take things up a notch, to the point where Jeoh even brought up wanting to have a makeout session. Mignon tries his best to settle down and lower his expectations for what may happen tonight just in case, but... it's difficult to do so when Jeoh is being so tempting; looping their arms together and looking up at him with that little cat-like grin on his face...
Mignon looks away as they walk, blushing again. Even Jeoh's smallest acts of seduction- intentional or not- run the risk of riling Mignon up a bit too much if he allows himself to think about it for too long, so he swallows hard and avoids that particular subject for now.] ER, well...
To be honest, I haven't decided for sure yet.
There are a ton of things I wanna do. [He thinks back to some of his tamer fantasies.] Stuff like... going to the movies together, an amusement park, or rock-climbing, or going to the beach! [He can imagine it now; Jeoh wearing cute amusement park animal ears and happily eating a giant cotton candy, or being at the beach and splashing around in his cute little swim trunks...
Of course, the syrupy-sweet images going through Mignon's mind are probably a much more exaggerated and idealized version of what could happen in reality, but isn't the whole point of this 'play' between them to indulge in fantasy?]
...Basically, I wanna try all that cheesy romantic stuff that I'll probably never do with a "real life" boyfriend, I guess.
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he's good about letting it go, listening to what mignon would rather do. it sounds sweet, too. it makes him smile. ]
Well, if you keep winning, we'll check them all off your list, okay? [ well... ] Maybe we should leave one or two, though. You might actually get a boyfriend one day.
[ which is definitely a thought he's had before, but one he's used to compartmentalizing. looking ahead, he hums again. ]
There's a chicken place close by, or a convenience store by my place. Which one are you feeling more?
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But then, once again, Mignon finds himself landing back on his feet fast. Although it's clearly unintentional, Jeoh has really gotten good at filling the air with both hopeful anticipation and anxious doubt. Mignon's complicated frown makes a return as he exhales in mild frustration; muttering under his breath.]
You did it again...
[He's got half a mind to lean over and 'punish' Jeoh with another bite again- only this time the other young man has his hood up as a sort of cheek-guard, and Mignon knows it'd be bad to draw that much attention as they draw closer to the more busy streets where Jeoh clearly doesn't wish to be recognized at the moment. So, Mignon can do nothing with his frustration but sulk and huff; behaving himself despite his definite urge to be a brat.
If that's how it is, then...
Maybe Mignon has been a bit too 'polite' with Jeoh about how he feels after all.]
...Convenience store.
[He decides quickly and resolutely.]
I wanna hurry and get back to your place fast, so... Whatever's the quickest.
[Straightforward, he peers down at Jeoh and declares-] -Otherwise I'll just end up punishing you while everyone watches.
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missing the first thing mignon mumbles, jeoh looks up at him when he picks the convenience store, brows raised. he thought mignon would pick the chicken place for sure, since he mentioned he wanted something meaty. opening his mouth to point out they'll be at the mercy of whatever is left over at the convenience store, he quickly closes it as mignon continues.
the sudden eye contact makes him flush, feeling like he's gotten caught looking at him. ]
You're gonna punish me again? You said you didn't need any other friends, but boyfriends are different, aren't they?
[ still, jeoh keeps his pace and guides mignon more in the direction of his house. the convenience store is close by, so he isn't too worried about it. mignon is probably really hungry after his matches... if they can't find enough, maybe he'll just order in after they eat whatever they do manage to get. ]
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[Whether Jeoh still isn't taking him completely seriously, or he's choosing not to register Mignon's words, either option leaves him feeling frustrated.
But...
He sighs and plops a large hand down upon Jeoh's hooded head again.] ...It's fine.
If you still don't believe me, I guess I'll just have to show you later.
[Leaving it at that for now, Mignon removes his hand from Jeoh as they find the convenience store and look around. He'll try to keep an appropriate distance from the other man as they shop; not drawing too much attention Jeoh's way.]
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he sighs when they reach the convenience store, picking his way through the drinks as mignon looks around. settling on a cheaper can of beer and a bag of potato chips, he waits for him near the register, asking for a pack of cigarettes as he does.
rushing mignon isn't something he's willing to do, not when he's sure the other man hasn't even eaten dinner. so, he strikes up a shallow conversation with the clerk. ]
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Figuring that the meat skewer is probably the best option in terms of both price and convenience, he grabs a couple and then goes to bring it up to the front counter for purchase.]
Hey, do you...
[He's ready to ask Jeoh's opinion as he approaches, before realizing that Jeoh had been having a conversation. Oh, whoops. Mignon has never seen Jeoh interact with others, so at first he's almost curious enough to just sit back and listen to what they're talking about...
....
But as he watches them getting along for a bit, for some reason, Mignon finds himself feeling... lonely(??) Next thing he knows, Mignon is stepping forward to hover close by and make his presence known; standing closely to Jeoh as he presents the skewers
like a dog waiting for a scrap of attention.Ahem.] --Hey, so, I was just sayin'- how about skewers?
A couple of these can be pretty filling, right..?
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jeoh visibly brightens when mignon speaks up, turning to focus on him and cutting the conversation off without much fuss. with a glance at the skewers and then to catch his gaze, he gives him a smile, reaching out to skim fingers against his forearm briefly. ]
You can grab more than just two of them. You worked really hard today and it's my treat, after all.
[ he's sure mignon is being cautious of the price of what he's picking. he's thoughtful like that. stepping around him to go fetch more, he gives him a gentle nudge to his side. ]
C'mon. What kind are your favorite?
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[So, a few things happen all at once.
Firstly- there's the way that Jeoh doesn't just give Mignon the undivided attention he had been craving; he also visibly brightened at the sight of him, in a way that even someone as thick-skulled as Mignon could notice. The way he smiled up at Mignon was simply different than the polite smile that Mignon saw on his face as he interacted with the store clerk, and just the thought of earning such a special expression from Jeoh made the athlete's heart skip a beat at the sight of it.
All it takes is that smile, that gentle touch against his arm, and yes- even the simple display of attentiveness that Jeoh gives him by noticing that Mignon could probably throw down more food than he grabbed...
...And it's at this very moment that Mignon has the most objectively, ridiculously-timed realization ever. Standing in a convenience store with his mouth agape, staring dumbly at Jeoh with two meat skewers in hand, it dawns on him.
He just might be in love with Jeoh.
It takes a moment for Mignon to snap out of his daze; belatedly turning to follow behind his friend as his heart pounds loudly within his ears. Distantly, he kinda-sorta registers the question asked of him..? But instead of answering right away, Mignon pulls Jeoh to the side a bit so that they're completely out of sight from the store clerk, as he leans in and places a kiss to Jeoh's lips.]
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the kiss takes catches him completely off guard, though, his heart lurching in his chest. mignon's lips are softer than he imagined they might be and maybe it's clumsy and chaste, sure, but it still makes him feel more than anything he's felt with any of his clients.
it makes him feel shy, even his ears tipped off in color. when he speaks up, he has to clear his throat first, wide eyes looking up at mignon. ]
... That's not fair. I can't kiss you how I want to here.
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But once he pulls back and gets a look at Jeoh's shocked, reddened expression, Mignon also belatedly blushes and realizes how inappropriately-timed the stolen kiss was. His eyes go from a half-lidded sort of daze to wide and flustered in an instant.]
Er, uh, sorr-!
[A beat.] ...Wait...
So you... were serious about all that stuff you said about making out with me before?
You weren't just teasing me...?
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Why wouldn't I be serious?
[ he can't really ask mignon if he thinks he says that to everyone because... well. with how much he's failing to calm himself down, he almost feels like he's back in high school when things weren't so complicated. that's scary. ]
I thought you were the one joking. Or just being nice, I guess. I come onto you pretty strong sometimes.
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I- I dunno...
[If he's being honest, Mignon did kind of think it was possible that Jeoh was just a flirt who was naturally seductive towards others just for the fun of it. And it's not even like Mignon would mind if that was the case. He enjoyed flirting with Jeoh right back, even if it wasn't going to lead towards anything actually happening between them. But just now, as Mignon saw the way that Jeoh smiled and laughed with the store owner... his perception changed. It was just so obviously different than the warm, familiar way he always spoke to Mignon.
Which means... Jeoh's attraction towards him is something real... right?
At Jeoh's last words, Mignon straightens and steps forward again- recovering from his flustered state quickly.]
Huh??
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[He references their borderline-phonesex in a hushed voice; blushing, but unashamed to admit that he definitely "finished the job" after that steamy call between them ended.] And there's no way I'm so nice that I'd do it to be polite. I've turned down plenty of people I wasn't interested in before.
[Mignon cants his head to the side and raises a brow.] Just how innocent do you think I am...?
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maybe mignon is right, though. it's not hard to imagine him attracting more admirers than he can count on both hands. he's hot, for one. anyone with eyes would note how handsome he is and what an amazing body he has. mignon's kindness and personality would cinch the deal.
but... maybe he did underestimate mignon, just a little. ]
Well, I jerked off to you, too. You weren't the only one. [ he's not going to mince words, but he does keep his voice low. with mignon leaning in, it's easier. ] But I guess I thought I just pressed all the right buttons. People can get hard even when they don't like someone like that.
[ he's starting to feel shy again, so he stands up a little straighter, keeping his eyes on mignon. ]
Anyway, I'm not sure how innocent you are. I didn't want to assume. I like you, though. I've pretty much liked you since I met you and I wouldn't have said what I said to you over the phone if I didn't.
[ so, in a clumsy attempt to stop feeling flustered himself: ]
Pork or chicken?
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It was electrifying enough when his friend confessed to touching himself while thinking of Mignon- which, in itself, turns the athlete on so much that he audibly intakes a small breath and twitches in response... But just as the mental image of that starts bouncing around in Mignon's head, suddenly the smaller male straightens and makes a confession that almost makes the athlete feel like he's been suckerpunched in the best way possible.
"I like you"..??
"I've pretty much liked you since I met you"..???
Jeoh is NOT going to just brush past that!
His friend barely gets to finish asking his last question before Mignon is suddenly snatching Jeoh up in a firm hug; embracing Jeoh with a warm, tight squeeze that probably borders on too much. He can't help it- he's overwhelmed, and if he doesn't get to at least put his hands on Jeoh in some way right now, he's going to go crazy. His heart is already pounding against his ribs; breath shaking somewhat as he exhales it against Jeoh's throat.] ...Sorry, but...
Right now, I can't really think about wanting to taste anything but you. And I don't know how much longer I can hold back.
[Mignon pulls back only so that he can grab Jeoh by the hand and usher him to the front counter. The store clerk will probably be very confused as to why the two disappeared for a long few minutes only to emerge again with tomato-red faces, but whatever. Whether Jeoh chooses to grab another couple of skewers in the meantime or none at all is not currently Mignon's primary concern. They need to get finish getting through this purchase ASAP.]
...Let's get out of here.
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and how is he supposed to act normal when mignon is saying things like that?
he lets out his own breath finally when his feet hit the ground again, managing to grab a couple more of those skewers in the frenzy to the register. he definitely is red when he adds them to the stuff he left on the counter, tugging at his hoodie's collar like he needs the airflow to function.
it's quick, at least. once he's paid and they're back in the fresh night air, bag of food in hand, he takes a deep breath, casting a glance at mignon as he directs him the short distance to his house. ]
You keep surprising me, you know. I've never met anyone like you before.
[ which is far from a bad thing. he can't keep the weird warmth from his tone, thankful they're quickly approaching his house. once he unlocks the door and opens it, he turns to mignon again. ]
Sorry about the mess.
[ not that there's much of one. things are basically where his dad left them, family photos and all. flipping on a light as he toes off his shoes, he presses the bag to mignon's chest. even with the dozens of things running through his head and how anxious he's starting to feel: ]
You've still gotta eat.
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When they get inside, there's no effort on Mignon's part to hide his curiousness; peering around after he removes his shoes to observe Jeoh's "natural habitat", staring at the family photos and inhaling the air...
Only when a bag is shoved against his chest does Mignon blink and focus on Jeoh again, chucking.]
...Only if you share it with me. [They're still on their date, after all. What fun would it be to eat alone?
Mignon spots the kitchen and makes his way over in that direction; feeling more excitement than anything.] This is my first time going over to a friend's house. It's a pretty cool place, if you ask me... I like it here.
I mean, it even smells like you. [He's pretty easy to please in that respect. Mignon removes a few skewers from the bag and goes to heat them up in their plastic packaging per the instructions.] I'm gonna borrow your microwave for a sec.
[Once the timing is set up for the pre-cooked skewers to heat up a little, Mignon glances over at his host curiously- then smiles brightly as he slides over and leans towards Jeoh with a raised brow. There's definitely something a bit different about Jeoh's energy right now, and Mignon can't help but to find it pretty interesting. He can't hide the amusement or the building desire behind his eyes as he asks-]
Hey...
Are you nervous?
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it feels more intimate than he thought it might. looking at it head-on feels a little too obvious.
leaning against the kitchen table, his eyes widen when mignon turns his attention to him again, the beginning of another pout pulling at his lips. ]
Maybe. I don't invite people over. [ willingly. looking up at mignon, he presses a finger to his chest, giving it a playful push. ] And you keep looking at me like that, so I'm trying to behave myself.
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