[ 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.
[ the last time the waiter was here the atmosphere was so tense and now they are holding hands. this must look like the most insane date from his pov.
but they can wait for the waiter to bring the crepe back to go. they will have to grab their bags on the other seat so they can go. ryo just contently leans on akira until then... soft. ]
Hmm... I think you're a good date.
[ like she has been grading it. admittedly akira would have really had to fuck up to not do well because ryo has a bias ]
[He will get the bags, and Ryo can commander the crepe for them.
He glances over his shoulder at Ryo, exasperatedly amused. He is tempted to tease Ryo about Itto, but knows it will just make Ryo irritated. By being teased and because she has to think about Itto.]
I pass Professor Ryo’s scientific assessment of a good date? What’s the breakdown of that exactly?
[ the likelihood that ryo probably ended up murdering itto in teyvat is very high when you think about it, but it will just remain one of life's mysteries instead
but HMMMM. ryo will carry the crepe as they go. ]
You passed the gentleman test-- you held the door open for me, carried our things, and even finished the food I wouldn't eat. You were also entertaining. [ whether or not this one is actually a compliment is up for debate ] And you're a good kisser. I think you deserve another prize.
[He has the bags. And also gave the host a glare as they left because it’s deserved.
But it’s fine now, they can walk around some more. He will try to see if he can find a quiet little spot they can sit, even if it’s in the city. Like a bench near some landscaping or something. Hell city has to have that at least right.]
So you enjoy being pampered. [He does not say this like it’s a bad thing. Ryo would have loved the host club if not for the personal drama they all had adjacent to it.] Entertaining, h—
[WAIT
Thinking about prize makes him think about the fact his first prize was girl Ryo. FFFF]
[ there is a park here somewhere i remember i had a pc there
but ryo makes no comment on the pampered thing because if she pretends akira didn't say anything it means it's not real. it's very funny, she really would have enjoyed host akira. ]
Yes, another one. Do you not want it?
[ maybe akira is a one prize a day kind of guy...... ]
[He gets distracted from trying to figure out the surprise by Ryo TAKING ANOTHER BITE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Both brows shoot up so fast. He freezes as if Ryo will change her mind immediately if he dares even move a centimeter. That’s how fickle Ryo’s likes can be outside of him. HE IS THE ONLY CONSTANT HERE?]
Good…? The tart berries go with the bitter matcha and chocolate without making it sweet.
[Oh..... He has no problem with the legs over his lap. He puts one of his arms over the top of them to make sure they don't slide off (and to, like, touch Ryo's legs in general too).
He swallows a huge chunk of crepe accidentally at the bold statement and has to strain for a second to get it down. DON'T JUST SAY THAT? His praise kink!]
I... like impressing you.
[This is not a lie. It always made him feel good to impress Ryo up until they had their not so great disagreement back before being in hell.]
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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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but they can wait for the waiter to bring the crepe back to go. they will have to grab their bags on the other seat so they can go. ryo just contently leans on akira until then... soft. ]
Hmm... I think you're a good date.
[ like she has been grading it. admittedly akira would have really had to fuck up to not do well because ryo has a bias ]
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He glances over his shoulder at Ryo, exasperatedly amused. He is tempted to tease Ryo about Itto, but knows it will just make Ryo irritated. By being teased and because she has to think about Itto.]
I pass Professor Ryo’s scientific assessment of a good date? What’s the breakdown of that exactly?
[His good date pie graph.]
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but HMMMM. ryo will carry the crepe as they go. ]
You passed the gentleman test-- you held the door open for me, carried our things, and even finished the food I wouldn't eat. You were also entertaining. [ whether or not this one is actually a compliment is up for debate ] And you're a good kisser. I think you deserve another prize.
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But it’s fine now, they can walk around some more. He will try to see if he can find a quiet little spot they can sit, even if it’s in the city. Like a bench near some landscaping or something. Hell city has to have that at least right.]
So you enjoy being pampered. [He does not say this like it’s a bad thing. Ryo would have loved the host club if not for the personal drama they all had adjacent to it.] Entertaining, h—
[WAIT
Thinking about prize makes him think about the fact his first prize was girl Ryo. FFFF]
Another prize…?
[He’s so gullible.]
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but ryo makes no comment on the pampered thing because if she pretends akira didn't say anything it means it's not real. it's very funny, she really would have enjoyed host akira. ]
Yes, another one. Do you not want it?
[ maybe akira is a one prize a day kind of guy...... ]
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He will put the bags down on one side of himself at a bench and then beckon her to sit on the other side of him. Crepe time.]
No! [HE SAYS THIS SO FAST.] I want it…
What is it…?
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[ ryo will open the packaging and pick up the tweat, holding it out to akira. ]
Don't get distracted already.
[ if they move onto the prize then they're not gonna eat ]
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[MMMMMMMM. Nn. He was immediately distracted because of course he was. Don’t just make it touching a titty. In public.
He takes the crepe so he can try a bite off the corner to see what it tastes like. Ryo’s poison tester…
It’s not bad actually.
He holds it toward Ryo so she can bite some of it too. Ryo is so damn spoiled.]
Hint…? Will I like the surprise?
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[ ryo will take a bite, chew, contemplate... and nod her head again. ]
It's acceptable.
[ against all odds, ryo takes a second bite. ]
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Both brows shoot up so fast. He freezes as if Ryo will change her mind immediately if he dares even move a centimeter. That’s how fickle Ryo’s likes can be outside of him. HE IS THE ONLY CONSTANT HERE?]
Good…? The tart berries go with the bitter matcha and chocolate without making it sweet.
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but she glances at akira at the question, and then pushes the crepe towards him so he can take a bite. obviously akira wants some too?? ]
Mm. It does taste better than expected. You did a good job picking it.
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But he will take it back to have another bite of it, yes.]
Thanks... I'm glad you like it.
[Why does this make him warm and fuzzy...]
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but ryo will shift so that she can rest her legs over akira's lap. comfy and also territorial. she watches akira eat. ]
Mm. I always like it when you impress me.
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He swallows a huge chunk of crepe accidentally at the bold statement and has to strain for a second to get it down. DON'T JUST SAY THAT? His praise kink!]
I... like impressing you.
[This is not a lie. It always made him feel good to impress Ryo up until they had their not so great disagreement back before being in hell.]
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but ryo just watches akira nearly choke on this crepe, and she will lean forward to take another bite, slightly amused. ]
You have a tendency of doing so. [ ryo doesn't really give compliments lightly because she is an asshole. ] I hope it keeps happening.
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Ryo could step on him and he would accept it without question. He’s a worm.]
Me too…?
[Why would he not want to impress Ryo. He hadn’t been lying when he said Ryo had been smart and beautiful and amazing to him.
But Ryo is, like… also an angel.]
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