[This is how Ryo has always been, so he will simply force Ryo to eat things or do things. Like throwing Ryo into a pool despite Ryo having a broken leg.]
Oh. Alright.
[This satisfies him actually!
He will allow himself to be surprised later.]
Are you full?
[If so, he will be the garbage disposal boyfriend and eat the rest and drink the beer.]
ryo just wordlessly picks up a napkin and uses it to wipe at akira's mouth. he really did just drop his training so fast. ryo has no real opinion on this as she doesn't know how much akira did or did not enjoy that training, so she only has her own bias to work with here. ]
We'll share it then. Like the ice cream.
[ that truly was so long ago but that whole week was such a prominent memory for both good reasons and very bad ]
[He bunches his face mildly like a child does when it’s having its messy face wiped. One hand reaches up to hold Ryo’s wrist, but he doesn’t stop the napkin.]
Let’s share. Like the ice cream. What do wanna try?
[He has done so much shit, it takes a moment to remember the ice cream. Oh yeah. The cone they shared.]
We do make a good team when we’re working together, huh?
[ ryo is indeed not making the immediate connection between the two points.
but she'll move her hand out of the way so she can lean forward and give akira a chaste kiss. ]
... I suppose we do.
[ in general they did work well together, although it's easy to forget considering they spent so much time arguing and not being on the same side before they went their separate ways. ]
[ unfortunately, ryo won't say no to another kiss. the host is out there.... ]
Well.... [ she had said it, but now she isn't sure how to explain. ] I've been keeping to myself a lot recently, and having you here has changed that.
[ "recently" has been decades technically but
when she was in teyvat, ryo had spent a lot of time with people like lavi and childe and explored the world a lot, so it was at least easy to not spend every day holed up in punishing seclusion. but she did a total 180 there after going to earth and returning to hell. yes, she leaves the house and still does thing, but it's typically completely on her own aside from occasional visits to satan (fake version).
so. it's nice to have akira as motivation to do things. ]
It’s so funny how he brightens slightly as he looks at Ryo when he understands a bit of what Ryo is trying to say without saying it.
Maybe it would have hurt him before (it did) to know he gave Ryo’s life meaning, but Ryo couldn’t find it in anything else. Extremely fucking unhealthy, and yet, there isn’t anything else in the way of this anymore.
Akira accepts unhealthy codependence when there are no other options.]
You deserve to see things and do things, you know. Not that I mind if you’re doing it with me.
[His expression softens. Right. He forgets how old Ryo truly is, how much Ryo has done. And though he knows Ryo is smart, he also forgets how intelligent Ryo is sometimes. How powerful.]
I thought for a while you… couldn’t. I thought it was just how you were. Because you were Satan. But the drinks…
[He looks away slightly.]
I realized that wasn’t true. I understood that you could feel all of those things. You just didn’t know what they were.
It probably would have been better if it were true.
[ it's a quiet admittance. a lot of things would have been easier to deal with if she didn't actually have emotions. but unfortunately being immortal or inhuman doesn't actually erase things like that, something that others like chandra or scaramouche have also proven. it just makes the feelings more complicated and muddled and harder to accept. ]
No, I don’t think it’d be better. I wouldn’t ever want you not to…
[He draws up short because Ryo is right. Not great date talk. He probably wouldn’t fall into one of their more terrible arguments, but they might if he tries to convince Ryo too hard.]
Sorry.
[He concedes by looking apologetically away. He tries to get the waiter’s attention so they can get some dessert.]
Don't apologize. There's nothing for you to say sorry for.
[ the waiter will return to this weird ass table, wondering why the mood here has done such a 180 and thinks maybe someone is getting dumped...... maybe the host will have a chance......
but he'll take their finished plates while he's here and let them contemplate dessert. ]
Is there anything in particular that you want?
[ they were thinking crepes earlier but that was before they (mainly akira) ate all this food ]
[ unfortunately ryo can't be a boy again until akira at the very least touches a boob. that is the bare minimum goal here akira has to cop at least a singular feel
help they really are. the problems when you would eat anything as long as there's meat and when you don't really eat that much. ]
We can get a crepe. It can't have too much cream...?
[ ryo lets him touch a boob and then immediately goes to sleep
but help. she just gives akira a look before sighing. ]
... fruit. Strawberries?
[ that's a normal crepe thing right? bananas and strawberries and cream? something sweet and also a way to trick akira to get something not meat in him. ]
Anything too sweet or gimmicky. Like s'mores crepes? Or... anything that seems to be a random limited event special. Those tend to be sweeter than usual. We should avoid ice cream... oh. But whatever is fine with you.
pinch his lips together to keep from grinning like an idiot or laughing about how easy it is to get Ryo to say what she doesn’t like. This is so funny, help him.]
Okay. I’ll get something for us to go. We can enjoy it outside.
[Do NOT bite him, he will like it and get turned on.
He takes her hand and brings it up to kiss the back, then leans in to kiss her gently on the lips.]
Okay.
[He puts the hand in his lap, lacing their fingers while he flags down this poor waiter who thinks they are so weird (they are). He will get them a matcha crepe with a lil cream and some raspberries and dark chocolate syrup. The somewhat more bitter kind. The raspberries are tart like Ryo.
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Oh. Alright.
[This satisfies him actually!
He will allow himself to be surprised later.]
Are you full?
[If so, he will be the garbage disposal boyfriend and eat the rest and drink the beer.]
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ryo could probably keep eating considering she only ate a little bit, but ryo still nods anyway before leaning against akira's shoulder. ]
You can finish the rest. We still need to get dessert, right?
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He happily and eagerly starts eating what’s left even though Ryo should eat more. He is careful not to throw Ryo off his shoulder.]
Oh yeah, dessert. Do you want some too? Let’s get some.
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[ she trails off, and then looks at all the food akira is eating right now.
hmmm. ]
We can get our own.
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No, we can share one.
[Said with his mouth full of food. Ryo really likes this idiot… He has regressed from his high society training so fast…
He should really be better at this!! He seems to belated realize and swallows all of what’s in his mouth.]
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ryo just wordlessly picks up a napkin and uses it to wipe at akira's mouth. he really did just drop his training so fast. ryo has no real opinion on this as she doesn't know how much akira did or did not enjoy that training, so she only has her own bias to work with here. ]
We'll share it then. Like the ice cream.
[ that truly was so long ago but that whole week was such a prominent memory for both good reasons and very bad ]
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Let’s share. Like the ice cream. What do wanna try?
[He has done so much shit, it takes a moment to remember the ice cream. Oh yeah. The cone they shared.]
We do make a good team when we’re working together, huh?
[His train of thought makes less sense out loud.]
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but she'll move her hand out of the way so she can lean forward and give akira a chaste kiss. ]
... I suppose we do.
[ in general they did work well together, although it's easy to forget considering they spent so much time arguing and not being on the same side before they went their separate ways. ]
You are a good motivator.
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Hopefully the host can see this that would be very cathartic for him actually.]
Motivator…?
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Well.... [ she had said it, but now she isn't sure how to explain. ] I've been keeping to myself a lot recently, and having you here has changed that.
[ "recently" has been decades technically but
when she was in teyvat, ryo had spent a lot of time with people like lavi and childe and explored the world a lot, so it was at least easy to not spend every day holed up in punishing seclusion. but she did a total 180 there after going to earth and returning to hell. yes, she leaves the house and still does thing, but it's typically completely on her own aside from occasional visits to satan (fake version).
so. it's nice to have akira as motivation to do things. ]
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It’s so funny how he brightens slightly as he looks at Ryo when he understands a bit of what Ryo is trying to say without saying it.
Maybe it would have hurt him before (it did) to know he gave Ryo’s life meaning, but Ryo couldn’t find it in anything else. Extremely fucking unhealthy, and yet, there isn’t anything else in the way of this anymore.
Akira accepts unhealthy codependence when there are no other options.]
You deserve to see things and do things, you know. Not that I mind if you’re doing it with me.
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ryo is not thinking this though. she just smiles, although it's a small one. ]
I've seen and done many things, Akira. Even before I met you. You're just the one who taught me to try to understand it a little more.
[ back when they were kids. akira truly taught ryo what an empathy is even if she was very bad at it ]
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I thought for a while you… couldn’t. I thought it was just how you were. Because you were Satan. But the drinks…
[He looks away slightly.]
I realized that wasn’t true. I understood that you could feel all of those things. You just didn’t know what they were.
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[ it's a quiet admittance. a lot of things would have been easier to deal with if she didn't actually have emotions. but unfortunately being immortal or inhuman doesn't actually erase things like that, something that others like chandra or scaramouche have also proven. it just makes the feelings more complicated and muddled and harder to accept. ]
... this also really isn't good date talk.
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[He draws up short because Ryo is right. Not great date talk. He probably wouldn’t fall into one of their more terrible arguments, but they might if he tries to convince Ryo too hard.]
Sorry.
[He concedes by looking apologetically away. He tries to get the waiter’s attention so they can get some dessert.]
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[ the waiter will return to this weird ass table, wondering why the mood here has done such a 180 and thinks maybe someone is getting dumped...... maybe the host will have a chance......
but he'll take their finished plates while he's here and let them contemplate dessert. ]
Is there anything in particular that you want?
[ they were thinking crepes earlier but that was before they (mainly akira) ate all this food ]
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He glances at Ryo.]
That’s what I was asking you…
[They’re the couple that can never decide what to eat.]
Crepes? We talked about trying them.
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help they really are. the problems when you would eat anything as long as there's meat and when you don't really eat that much. ]
We can get a crepe. It can't have too much cream...?
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He’s probably gonna touch a boob, but then we’ll have a second thread of sex because he will be horny.]
It should be okay. I can ask Alex for medicine later probably, too. Let’s share a crepe? What do you want to try in it…?
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but help. she just gives akira a look before sighing. ]
... fruit. Strawberries?
[ that's a normal crepe thing right? bananas and strawberries and cream? something sweet and also a way to trick akira to get something not meat in him. ]
Or... what else? Matcha?
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Both of his brows rise slowly. Why does matcha seem like such a Ryo thing to possibly like?]
You like matcha? [He manages a small grin.] Okay, how about this:
What do you absolutely not want in your crepe?
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[ little steps.... but hmmm. ]
Anything too sweet or gimmicky. Like s'mores crepes? Or... anything that seems to be a random limited event special. Those tend to be sweeter than usual. We should avoid ice cream... oh. But whatever is fine with you.
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pinch his lips together to keep from grinning like an idiot or laughing about how easy it is to get Ryo to say what she doesn’t like. This is so funny, help him.]
Okay. I’ll get something for us to go. We can enjoy it outside.
[In… hell. It’s fine.]
Does that sound okay?
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but she nods her head, oblivious to what akira is thinking. she would probably bite him if she knew. ]
That's fine. We've probably been in here long enough anyway.
[ they have made enemies in this hot pot ]
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He takes her hand and brings it up to kiss the back, then leans in to kiss her gently on the lips.]
Okay.
[He puts the hand in his lap, lacing their fingers while he flags down this poor waiter who thinks they are so weird (they are). He will get them a matcha crepe with a lil cream and some raspberries and dark chocolate syrup. The somewhat more bitter kind. The raspberries are tart like Ryo.
Hopefully Ryo will like this kind of crepe.]
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