[ she thinks his chasteness is cute. when he kisses her back, he can feel her contentment like a wave. her own affection is a steady stream. her cheeks are the tiniest bit pink, and she looks up at him from under her eyelashes. ]
[pink cheeks... Rang tilts his head as he takes her in, because this is a side of Lambda that's still new. He reaches for her hand, half because he wants to and half because he thinks this is expected of him,]
I wouldn't know. The only gumiho I've ever known is my brother. There aren't any others, besides my father.
[And he never loved anyone. I guess there's my brother's mother... But he never mentioned her either.]
[ she's patient enough to hear this from him, and he doesn't disappoint. it's not a unique thing, but it's something that she wants. her happiness is like a torrent. she's almost sparkling. ]
Let's go, let's go! [ a beat. ] Where do you want to go?
[ taking her out on a date is a terrible way of making her want to let him go, for the record. ]
Classical or Romantic, for the most part.
[ the type of music that's typical for ballet. the more broad answer is anything you can dance to, but a girl's obsessed with one particular genre of dance. she'll even point out helpfully the soundtracks to her favorite ballets: swan lake, giselle, etc.... ]
[maybe rang is under the impression that he might as well make lambda happy in the short time they have, that way she won't hate him that much when it's over (idiot).
Rang watches as Lambda points out her favorite soundtracks. He's never really cared for music beyond listening to it sometimes, whenever the mood struck him. But he finds that he doesn't hate hearing the obvious passion in her voice when she lists them,]
Pick the one you want to dance the most to.
[he'll grab a spare record player while she does that, then tug her out of the store all the way to the live house. once they're there, he sets up the player and holds his hand out for the record,]
[ the way to make her let him go is to make her hate him.... this is only going to make her fall even more in love with him (idiot).
of course she always wants to dance ballet, but she's realistic and practical enough to know that won't set the mood for this date for the both of them.
she doesn't want to dance for him. she wants to dance with him.
she grabs a record that somehow has this playlist because the mods can't stop me if i don't ask.
she hands it over, and there's a low thrum of excitement as she moves to the center of the room. ]
Rang follows her to the center of the room, the change in music cluing him in on her intentions. He would have liked to see her perform... but if this is what she wants, then he won't say no?]
[ he can't know that she's repeated too often how she only dances for an audience of one: herself, and she would perform for him if he asked, but is it a date, if they both aren't doing something? ]
I can still dance for you, after.
[ she did steal her favorite ballet soundtracks, too. ]
unfortunately he thinks this is very cute of lambda, considering she's been so forward with all her wants before?? he raises his hand to twirl her slowly,]
That's fine.
['felt like it' feels like a good description of their relationship,]
I told you I would. I told you you could accept it.
[ she doesn't expect her feelings to be returned. she's not a complete idiot and can tell that he does care about her, but the extent of his feelings.... what exactly they are - those are still as elusive to her as they are to him. ]
I told you there was no going back with me.
[ her feelings can only grow deeper and deeper until both the littlest thing is enough and nothing will ever be enough. ]
You should let yourself drown yourself in my love.
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Do you have to ask?
[ what do gumiho do to show affection? ]
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I wouldn't know. The only gumiho I've ever known is my brother. There aren't any others, besides my father.
[And he never loved anyone. I guess there's my brother's mother... But he never mentioned her either.]
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All right. We can simply come up with our own ways.
[ she thinks his family sucks. ]
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at that he smiles,]
And if you don't like the ones I come up with?
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she smiles back at him, but it's more teeth and danger than any softness. ]
Oh, you'll find out. But let's hear it.
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he takes a long time to answer, as if drawing the moment out, then]
Let's go on a date.
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Let's go, let's go! [ a beat. ] Where do you want to go?
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the question makes him pause again, though this time the pause isn't purposeful. he's thinking...]
The record store. Let's stop by there first.
[and he'll head on over!!!! once they're there, he'll look at Lambda,]
What kind of music do you like?
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Classical or Romantic, for the most part.
[ the type of music that's typical for ballet. the more broad answer is anything you can dance to, but a girl's obsessed with one particular genre of dance. she'll even point out helpfully the soundtracks to her favorite ballets: swan lake, giselle, etc.... ]
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Rang watches as Lambda points out her favorite soundtracks. He's never really cared for music beyond listening to it sometimes, whenever the mood struck him. But he finds that he doesn't hate hearing the obvious passion in her voice when she lists them,]
Pick the one you want to dance the most to.
[he'll grab a spare record player while she does that, then tug her out of the store all the way to the live house. once they're there, he sets up the player and holds his hand out for the record,]
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of course she always wants to dance ballet, but she's realistic and practical enough to know that won't set the mood for this date for the both of them.
she doesn't want to dance for him. she wants to dance with him.
she grabs a record that somehow has this playlist because the mods can't stop me if i don't ask.
she hands it over, and there's a low thrum of excitement as she moves to the center of the room. ]
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Rang follows her to the center of the room, the change in music cluing him in on her intentions. He would have liked to see her perform... but if this is what she wants, then he won't say no?]
What happened to Classical and Romantic?
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... I wanted to share the stage with you.
[ he can't know that she's repeated too often how she only dances for an audience of one: herself, and she would perform for him if he asked, but is it a date, if they both aren't doing something? ]
I can still dance for you, after.
[ she did steal her favorite ballet soundtracks, too. ]
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I'm not much for dancing.
[but he starts a slow, lazy circle regardless,]
Not even when songs like this were popular back home. [that's because rang truly finds such little joy in anything,]
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she moves with him, slow and easy. ]
It's not the type of dancing I usually like or want to do, but... [ it's because it's you. ]
I just felt like it, on a whim.
[ as if her thoughts didn't just doxx her. ]
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unfortunately he thinks this is very cute of lambda, considering she's been so forward with all her wants before?? he raises his hand to twirl her slowly,]
That's fine.
['felt like it' feels like a good description of their relationship,]
We're here now because we felt like it too.
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lambda is unfortunately a wheel of tsun, yan, and dere, and where the spinner lands depends on the situation.
there's a feeling of contentment that rises like bubbles in water. she twirls effortlessly. ]
We are, aren't we. Although I'd hope there are stronger feelings, too.
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[the words sound whiny, but he sounds content too, watching Lambda move gracefully,]
It's more than what I would give to anyone else here, if they asked it of me.
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her words are soft when she speaks. ]
This is more than I'd give anyone else, too.
[ she would give him more than anyone else, period. ]
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back then, he hadn't know what to do with it either. back then, he'd been just a bystander. but now, it's all directed towards him.]
...You're giving me a lot more than I am to you.
[even if he's confused about everything else, this much is certainly clear.]
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[ she doesn't expect her feelings to be returned. she's not a complete idiot and can tell that he does care about her, but the extent of his feelings.... what exactly they are - those are still as elusive to her as they are to him. ]
I told you there was no going back with me.
[ her feelings can only grow deeper and deeper until both the littlest thing is enough and nothing will ever be enough. ]
You should let yourself drown yourself in my love.