[LOG] [Thread] A date? [Hibari, Dino] [CLOSED]

[derridamustdie]

WHO: Hibari Kyouya, Dino Cavallone
WHAT: After this and that. AREN'T THEY PRECIOUS?
WHERE: Vongola & Associates office, and later, somewhere nice else~
WHEN: Lunchtime!
RATING: G for now (BECAUSE IT STANDS FOR GAY!)
WARNING(s): Snippy Hibari. Willfully oblivious Dino. Oh, and a liberal amount of possible gay.

Comments

[derridamustdie]

"I can't let you do that."

He frowns, trying to see past Dino's smile and right at his intentions, whatever they are. Overly suspicious? Maybe. It had kept him in his position for as long as it has.

[aesthetic_ally]

Intentions? There are none, of course - it's a simple lunch, and he waves it off. This man is a rarity, perhaps - hardly anyone would have rejected a free lunch, would they?

"So proud, Kyouya."

[derridamustdie]

"What of it?"

Back to rifling through the wallet again. Now if he could just remember how much the thing cost...

[aesthetic_ally]

"Forget it, it was on me." Dino tells him easily, when the waiter returns. He signs the receipt with a flourish, plucking his card back and slipping it into his pocket.

[derridamustdie]

He considers arguing, but two hours with this man and their very strange exchanges over the network have taught him that it's probably useless. Hibari is, if for anything, a quick study when he wants to be.

"Don't think that I couldn't have paid for that on my own," he mutters as he puts his wallet back inside his coat.

[aesthetic_ally]

"I know." Dino responds amusedly, getting up from his seat and leading the way to the door. "You can just owe me until you get to buy me lunch next time."

[derridamustdie]

What--

"There isn't going to be a 'next time'. You should have just let me pay for this meal already."

Sneaky bastard.

[aesthetic_ally]

He chuckles and looks over his shoulder at Hibari as he pushes open the door, letting the bright sunlight and the balmy warm air in. Oh, his reactions are so strangely endearing.

"So you think. Next time, next time."

He waves it off, slipping through the door.

[derridamustdie]

...He is definitely not going to ride in the same car as this infuriating man. Hibari stalks out in Dino's wake, pulling out his cellular phone. Might as well dial up a taxi, and, barring that, wait for the bus to come around.

He's never met anyone who could be so deliberately oblivious to another's discomfort before. He hopes that he'll eventually learn how to deal with it (and properly smack it dead).

[aesthetic_ally]

He knows what he's doing, and he chuckles a little. "You won't get another cab here for another two hours, you know. Namimori's cabs don't drive up here."

[derridamustdie]

"...You're doing all of this on purpose, aren't you?"

[aesthetic_ally]

He blinks. "Doing what?"

[derridamustdie]

"Forcing me to spend the whole two hours and then some with you."

Cigarette, cigarette. Nicotine always helps.

[aesthetic_ally]

"Well, two hours isn't quite up yes, is it?" He asks cheerfully, unlocking the coupe's doors and waiting for him.

[derridamustdie]

Narrowed eyes, a measured look, and then a disdainful sniff as he crosses over, taking his original position in the front seat.

...A free ride couldn't hurt on occasion. Could it?

[aesthetic_ally]

"No cigarettes." Dino tells him again plainly, eying him before getting in, shutting the doors and moving to start the engine.