bakerstreet | Blind Date meme

The Blind Date meme. Pretty self-explanatory. No matter how awkward and unexpected they might be, there is always something exciting about them. Who is your company for the evening going to be? Will it be a person of your innermost dreams or someone you absolutely can't stand? And most importantly...

How are you going to handle it?

What do:
1. Post with your character! They're now in the middle of a blind date.
2. Comment to each other! When you do that...
3. Go to Random.org and roll a single die!

1.
First date
-- You've never been out on a date before, so someone's decided to give you a helping hand.
2.
On the rebound
-- You're recovering from a painful breakup, but your friends/family think they found a great person for you anyway.
3.
Not strangers at all
-- Someone thought you didn't know your date. Turns out you know them from somewhere.
4.
Hideously awkward
-- Hey wait, that's your ex/boss/doctor/distant family member! Or, even worse, it's that person you absolutely despise. This will go well!
5.
Existing partner
-- You two are just acting like strangers to spice up your love life.
6.
Future spouse
-- Unfortunately, you have to have an arranged marriage. Fortunately, you get to meet that special someone for a date beforehand. How will the night go?
7. ...or, instead of rolling, come up with your own scenario!

4. Play out the date. This meme can be completely fluffy, smutty, or hilarious. If you don't want smut, you can put that in your subject. It doesn't even have to be romantic.

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[If it were socially acceptable, he'd be squealing with both hands clamped over his face right about now. Maybe it's for the best that he doesn't.]

The sweetest? Oh, that couldn't possibly...!

[He shakes his head, repeatedly, as if he's trying to convince himself. The sweetest? Really?]

Well, it's close enough to it, anyway.

[He leans forward, scooping up another bite of cake and gesturing for Makoto to go on with his story.]

Really, looking out for strays and watching them grow up? It's like a fairytale or something. You're living the dream.

It is pretty great as a hobby, I can't lie. Even with the scratches.

[It's even greater now that he knows there's at least one other person who probably enjoys it about as much as he does. He smiles bright and wild about that. And about the fact that Suga seems more relaxed and, um, closer.]

What about you? What do you like to do outside of volleyball?

[Suddenly Suga is cursing himself for neglecting to take up some really interesting and endearing hobby. He balances club activities with academics well, gets good grades, stays out of trouble... but why on earth did he not think to, who knows, knit clothes for orphans or nurse injured baby birds back to health or something? Such an oversight!]

Not much, I'm afraid. Well -- I cook a little! Mostly for myself, so I'm not sure if I'm any good or not. I'd use the underclassmen as guinea pigs, but then they'd be bugging me for food all the time. There's only so much one man can do.

[Joke's on Suga because Makoto happens to think cooking is a very endearing and very attractive hobby. His friend Haru cooks but it's different because it's Haru, but the thought of Suga in an apron, standing over a stove then holding out a spoon -- Oh, good that you're here, try this! -- is...quite the distraction.]

Eh? That's...amazing. I can't cook at all. So, ah, what sorts of things do you like to cook? Or are you into baking?

[Heaven help him if Suga bakes.]

[...Amazing? Oh, wow, he really just said that, didn't he. Suga subtly wipes his sweaty palms against his legs. If only he deserved Makoto being so impressed!]

Lately I've gotten used to making nabe, because I can adjust for which ingredients are on sale and there aren't so many dishes to clean up when everything's going into the same pot. I like trying new things, though.

I've been meaning to learn to bake, but, well... my house is unfortunately home to the Temperamental Oven From Hell. It produces disasters and not much else.

Oh, that's a shame about your oven. I bet you can make some great things in there.

[So Suga doesn't bake (through no fault of his own). Okay, so he's not perfect. Big deal.

Just kidding, Suga is perfect. Makoto realizes this now.]

But still! You can make all sorts of nabe, huh? Like oden in the winter, or something lighter for these summer months...

[He sighs, mostly in admiration.]

Ah, I'm jealous of anyone that gets to eat it...

[Okay, that is just unfairly cute.

The thing is, it seems like it must be against some unwritten rule to move too fast on a first date with some sort of angelic paragon of Pure Good, but... the other thing is that Suga can't really help himself. As long as he doesn't go too crazy and start talking about moving vans or weddings any time soon, he can probably justify asking for a second date right now.]

You don't have to be, you know. I'd be happy to make it for you sometime, if that's not too presumptuous.

[Oh.

It's not quite a marriage proposal -- far from it, actually -- but the way Makoto's heart threatens to burst out of his chest might suggest otherwise.]

N-No...

[Wait, no, that's not what he meant to say. Not even close to it. Gulping down air so quick, he has to do it a second time just to make sure, he tries again--]

No -- I mean, that's not...presumptuous at all. I'd love that.

[He's laying it on thick, he realizes. But rather than try to correct himself a second time, he just lets it go with a self-effacing smile and soft laugh.]

[Suga takes a deep breath and finds he doesn't know how to let it out right away, because now he knows what the word love sounds like in Makoto's gentle voice, and that alone is enough that Suga is sure his face is embarrassingly red all over again. Add that to the fact that he said yes, and this means an agreed-to follow-up date in a somewhat more intimate setting, that's... wow. It's almost too much to handle.]

Then... I suppose I'll need to know all your favorite ingredients, so I can make sure to make something that suits you.

[While Makoto's pretty sure anything Suga throws together will come out delicious, he recognizes this as a prime opportunity to throw out a line, see if the other boy will bite.]

Oh, of course. But, um, I can't think of them right now...

[It's easy to say he's quite distracted, and not by the highly caloric food before them.]

...maybe we can exchange phone numbers and I can text them to you? Or e-mail is fine, too.

[Suga's already asked him for another meeting -- another date -- and Makoto really doesn't want to press his luck, but...]

[Smooth, Makoto. Suga fights back a smirk, just barely, and fishes his phone out of his pocket. He opens a new contact page and slides the phone across the table.]

How good of you to think of everything! This will make everything much easier.

[He's trying hard not to wander off down several paths that being able to contact Makoto at any time has opened up. There will always be time for daydreaming later.]

[Makoto's unlocked his phone and made sure nothing too embarrassing was readily available on it before he made the trade with Suga. And as he types in his info -- and tries not to fill in too many of the fields, even if he ~~hopes~~ thinks Suga might want to know his birthday or his blood-type -- he chuckles.]

Mmhm. And, you know, you can message me any time. Or call, if you want...

[He's not laying it on thick, is he?]

[Maybe he is laying it on thick, but it's not like Suga has any objections; he's been just as carried away for a while now. Which is why he puts a little winking emoji next to his name in Makoto's contact list before handing the phone back over.]

Same here! That is, the invitation goes both ways.

[He takes another bite of cake more as a way to not look to eager than anything else, but it probably doesn't help much. Anyone with eyes could see how far over the moon he is at this point.]

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shows up a million years late with starbucks I'M SO SORRY

reaches for with new third arm NO WORRIES.

life does not want me to have any time for RP but I WILL PERSIST; forgive the super-lateness again;;