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(fic) sk8 the infinity | joe/cherry
prompt: first date
“You know,” Kaoru says from where he’s lying on top of Kojiro, “I used to have such grand plans for our first date.”
Kojiro grins, folding his arm under his head to prop it up so he can look at Kaoru. “Yeah? Tell me about them. It’s not too late.”
Kaoru’s lips twist into a wry smile. “It is, by about five years. That’s when the arcade closed down. While you were still overseas.”
Kojiro raises an eyebrow, stroking his hand down Kaoru’s side. “Five years ago, huh?”
“Longer than that.” Kaoru admits. He folds his arms on top of Kojiro’s chest and rests his chin on them. “Closer to ten years ago.”
Kojiro can’t help the surge of pride that comes with knowing that just a few months ago, Kaoru would barely have admitted he liked Kojiro, let alone for how long. He brings his hand up to stroke through Kaoru’s hair, smiling when he feels Kaoru lean into the touch.
“Tell me about those plans.”
“We’d go to the arcade after school,” Kaoru says, his eyes fluttering shut as Kojiro’s fingers scratch across his scalp. “I’d let you pick the games, and I’d kick your ass at them all. And then we’d go skating. Maybe race through that parking lot that always had a fifty percent chance of being patrolled by police. I’d kick your ass again.”
Kojiro laughs. “I’m picking up on a theme here.”
“I’m good at kicking your ass.” Kaoru licks his lips, and bites back a grin as Kojiro tracks the movement of his tongue. “And you like it.”
“I do,” Kojiro sighs, lifting himself up so he can press a kiss to Kaoru’s lips. “I would’ve liked it back then, too. I’m sorry it took me so long.”
“Like you were the only one responsible,” Kaoru mutters, and kisses him again. “I can’t complain when I have this.”
“I remember how upset you were when that arcade closed down.” Kojiro thought it was an overreaction at the time, when it wasn’t even somewhere they visited all that often considering they always saved their money for issues of Skate Fan, or whatever else they could afford at Dope Sketch. “It makes sense now.”
“I was being ridiculous,” Kaoru scoffs. “We don’t even do dates. We just spent all our time together before we got together anyway.”
“Maybe we should,” Kojiro muses. “Not that I don’t love the fact that we basically went from being friends to living together, but going on dates could be fun. Even if you already get plenty of opportunities to kick my ass at S.”
“You want to?” Kaoru asks. “Go on dates with me?”
“If that means doing things with you while also being head over heels for you, I’ve already been doing that for at least half my life. It might be nice to be a bit more deliberate about it.”
Kaoru goes pink. “What the hell, Kojiro. I like you so damn much.”
“Right back at you, babe. Give me a couple of days and I’ll come up with something. I’ll even let you kick my ass.”
“Please.” Kaoru snorts, even as he cuddles up against Kojiro with a pleased hum. “Like I’ve ever needed permission.”
“You know,” Kaoru says from where he’s lying on top of Kojiro, “I used to have such grand plans for our first date.”
Kojiro grins, folding his arm under his head to prop it up so he can look at Kaoru. “Yeah? Tell me about them. It’s not too late.”
Kaoru’s lips twist into a wry smile. “It is, by about five years. That’s when the arcade closed down. While you were still overseas.”
Kojiro raises an eyebrow, stroking his hand down Kaoru’s side. “Five years ago, huh?”
“Longer than that.” Kaoru admits. He folds his arms on top of Kojiro’s chest and rests his chin on them. “Closer to ten years ago.”
Kojiro can’t help the surge of pride that comes with knowing that just a few months ago, Kaoru would barely have admitted he liked Kojiro, let alone for how long. He brings his hand up to stroke through Kaoru’s hair, smiling when he feels Kaoru lean into the touch.
“Tell me about those plans.”
“We’d go to the arcade after school,” Kaoru says, his eyes fluttering shut as Kojiro’s fingers scratch across his scalp. “I’d let you pick the games, and I’d kick your ass at them all. And then we’d go skating. Maybe race through that parking lot that always had a fifty percent chance of being patrolled by police. I’d kick your ass again.”
Kojiro laughs. “I’m picking up on a theme here.”
“I’m good at kicking your ass.” Kaoru licks his lips, and bites back a grin as Kojiro tracks the movement of his tongue. “And you like it.”
“I do,” Kojiro sighs, lifting himself up so he can press a kiss to Kaoru’s lips. “I would’ve liked it back then, too. I’m sorry it took me so long.”
“Like you were the only one responsible,” Kaoru mutters, and kisses him again. “I can’t complain when I have this.”
“I remember how upset you were when that arcade closed down.” Kojiro thought it was an overreaction at the time, when it wasn’t even somewhere they visited all that often considering they always saved their money for issues of Skate Fan, or whatever else they could afford at Dope Sketch. “It makes sense now.”
“I was being ridiculous,” Kaoru scoffs. “We don’t even do dates. We just spent all our time together before we got together anyway.”
“Maybe we should,” Kojiro muses. “Not that I don’t love the fact that we basically went from being friends to living together, but going on dates could be fun. Even if you already get plenty of opportunities to kick my ass at S.”
“You want to?” Kaoru asks. “Go on dates with me?”
“If that means doing things with you while also being head over heels for you, I’ve already been doing that for at least half my life. It might be nice to be a bit more deliberate about it.”
Kaoru goes pink. “What the hell, Kojiro. I like you so damn much.”
“Right back at you, babe. Give me a couple of days and I’ll come up with something. I’ll even let you kick my ass.”
“Please.” Kaoru snorts, even as he cuddles up against Kojiro with a pleased hum. “Like I’ve ever needed permission.”