( surprisingly gentle )

[treks]

( surprisingly gentle )

Because is there anything better than a dangerous, potentially deadly stoic whose one weakness is their sweet, harmless object of affection? Especially if the latter has the former wrapped around their finger, knowingly or otherwise. To avoid tl;dr - suddenly, a wild bae approaches! Their attempt to turn you into a puddle of goo at the knees, whether purposeful or not, is very effective. This meme is pretty shamelessly for fluff, opening up, dokis, and also more dokis. Respond with your character, preferences, what role you'd like to play if it matters, and any other info. Then, respond to others.

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[lamisere]

"Okay."

Enjolras will likely hear the grin in his voice as he starts to shuffle around to get ready.

"Give me like-- 15 minutes? I'll see you there."

heck!!

[deblayer]

"Perfect. See you there."

This is good. This is a good thing. This is something that will make Grantaire keep smiling, even when they're properly together. This is something that will make Grantaire happy.

This is, even better, something that will make them both happy. That's more than worth having taken the evening off.

[lamisere]

Grantaire will absolutely be beaming by the time he makes it to the Musain. He’s going to have made an effort to look not quite as covered in paint. He’ll never be a looker, but maybe he can look like someone with a half-decent appearance.

Hopefully Enjolras will let him catch at his hand and press a kiss against his knuckles, because Grantaire’s not certain he can help it.

[deblayer]

It's likely obvious, even from a distance, that others have had input into Enjolras's outfit. It doesn't look sleep-rumpled, nothing's been spilled on it, and there isn't a hint of ink stains or dried spray paint anywhere.

It's also likely obvious that he's entirely pleased to be reaching out to catch hold of Grantaire's hand, keeping their fingers threaded tightly even after the light press of lips to his knuckles.

"Hey."

[lamisere]

"Hi."

The obvious dressing up can't help but earn a grin. Can't help but have him squeezing Enjolras' hand contentedly.

"You look-- even nicer'n usual."

[deblayer]

"You agreed to have dinner with me."

That's worth dressing up for a little, surely. That's something he ought to make a small effort about, even if much more than this would wind up making him cranky.

[lamisere]

"'f course I did."

He can't help the amused huff that comes with the words.

"You know I like spending time with you."

[deblayer]

"I do." Which prompts a slight tightening of his grip for a moment. "And I know we don't-- do it enough."

Particularly not like this. There were meetings, yes, and there were moments of being absorbed in their own work in one another's general orbit, but there wasn't enough time spent properly like this.

"So... just you and me tonight. Okay? Dinner and-- maybe a movie?"

[lamisere]

That earns a properly bright grin. That has Grantaire pulling his fingers up to his lips again for a gentle kiss.

"That sounds-- really great."

[deblayer]

This is good. This is a good thing he's done for the man he loves. And, happily, this is a good thing he's done for himself.

Funny, how those two things seem to be lining up more and more.

"Good. I-- Good."

[lamisere]

"It-- means a lot."

It seems important, to state it outright. It's maybe part of trying to make sure he's communicating needs and wants.

"That you're-- taking the time, for us."

[deblayer]

Hopefully this isn't a bad time to duck his head and press a light kiss against Grantaire's shoulder. Following an impulse had brought them here, so following this one feels like it's probably a good idea.

"We should... be doing it more, hm?"

[lamisere]

Not a bad idea at all, if the fond huff that escapes Grantaire's lips is any indication. It does mean, though, that he has to duck his head down to press a quick kiss against the other man's temple.

"That'd mean a lot, too," he says, but also can't help adding, "When you can manage it without-- stressing too much, though. Okay?"

He never wants to be too much.

[deblayer]

"Okay. I promise, hm?"

Nights like this helped. Nights like this, after all, made it feel infinitely plausible. If, next time, the two of them planned it together, it would halve the work the team had done to pull off tonight.

[lamisere]

“Okay.”

That’s a good promise. That’s something lovely to look forward to.

Which means, hopefully, that they can think all the more about the now. Grantaire can’t help but lightly squeeze at Enjolras’ hand, a question in the gesture.

“‘s go to dinner?”

[deblayer]

"Yeah." The squeeze earns a slight tug--because even here, there's barreling much more than there's wandering. "We've got reservations."

Because this had been a real, genuine effort. This had been a full-out Enjolras plan.

"And then we'll-- play it by ear?"

Which will be harder, but which will be less hard with Grantaire next to him.

[lamisere]

The first statement already has him brightening, because that means Enjolras has planned this. The second has him even more so, because Enjolras wants to let loose for a while.

Both things have him pressing a kiss against the other man's knuckle.

"Sounds fantastic."

[deblayer]

"We're--"

Well. What they're actually going to do, apparently, is stop on the corner so Enjolras can actually catch Grantaire's cheek and tug him briefly into a warm little kiss.

"--going to be late if you keep distracting me."

Maybe he's not entirely bothered by it. Very possibly.

[lamisere]

Grantaire is hardly going to complain about that. He is, in fact, going to be quite content with that; stealing another quick kiss.

"Can't help 's what I'm-- best at."

But also will properly start moving, in a moment.

Maybe after one more kiss.

[deblayer]

One more lingering kiss, at any rate. One moment beyond that simply beaming together on the corner.

"You're wonderful."

It bears saying, as often as he can.

[lamisere]

That has Grantaire's expression softening into something entirely fond and touched.

"Thank you."

[deblayer]

"Just speaking truth."

Not to power, exactly, but it's still something he can enjoy. He can also enjoy twisting their fingers together to swing their hands, apparently.

[lamisere]

"Still nice."

Even nicer, though, is getting to swing their hands as they make their way to the restaurant.

[deblayer]

Grantaire is grinning. Grantaire is swinging their hands and sounding contented with the evening.

"...it is."

That's wonderfully nice, really.

[lamisere]

That earns another grin Enjolras' way, though his attention does have to turn back towards walking.

"Where'd y'end up picking, for dinner?"