what's love got to do with it

[blacklisle]

The Fake Relationship Meme

You're not together. But you need to make people think you are. Because of reasons.

Maybe you secretly can't stand each other. Maybe you like each other, just not like that. (Or do you?) Maybe this is the only way you'll ever get to be with your crush. Maybe you just need to give off that couple vibe in public, or maybe you're going to be forced to engage in some hot'n'heavy fakeout makeouts. For reasons, okay?

You know the drill. Post, tag, profit.

1. Home For The Holidays ⇢ You need to prove to your parents that you do so have a significant other. Just until they're gone.
2. No Singles Need Apply ⇢ The place is perfect, but the landlady will only rent it to a nice, respectable couple.
3. It's Not Safe For A Woman Alone ⇢ One of you is vulnerable in this big, bad world without a partner to protect you.
4. Public Relations ⇢ There's only one way to stop these pesky rumors: start your own.
5. Undercover Mission ⇢ They'll never suspect a couple of lovey-dovey honeymooners of... whatever it is you're actually up to.
6. Marriage Of Convenience ⇢ It's good for both your families. Or your finances. Or your hetero street cred. Whatever: might as well make the best of it.
7. Well That Escalated Quickly ⇢ It's common knowledge that you're together, except you're the last to know. Is it worth correcting people?
8. Free Space ⇢ Bring your own bottle scenario.

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[the_rabbit]

Harry just smiled again, "As long as I'm not causing you the wrong kind of trouble or one too many problems. You know I can keep myself entertained for a few hours if you do need to work."

That much was absolutely true, Harry was an expert at entertaining himself, even if it was via catching up on some sleep. His smile spread, "And I learned a long time ago," once again acting as if they'd been together more than just off and on, "that the best answer to what I'd like to eat is whatever you think I should have."

[cakeprince]

"Entertained? You mean sleep. You and I both know you never get enough rest..." Seunwoo's expression fell as he reached out to brush a finger over a slight circle beneath Harry's right eye; his worry as always evident when they were back together again. "Alright, alright. I know how much my recommendations mean to you."

Letting his hand return to its position on the table before he'd lifted it, he hummed while tapping his other hand's fingers against his temple. "At the very least, you should let me know what sort of food you're in the mood for. What kind of meat, maybe? Or if you want a vegetarian dish? A little something to work with will help me."

[the_rabbit]

He hummed softly as he tilted his head into that touch. It was true, he didn't get enough sleep, and that was only partly because he was one of those people who couldn't sleep on an airplane, and he was on them often enough that this was definitely a problem.

A thoughtful sound followed, as if actually having to think over what he might like to eat that wasn't the cake he was still taking small forkfuls of, "Meat definitely, probably beef since I haven't been getting enough of that, at least not the good stuff."

[cakeprince]

The urge to make a perverted joke was rising - and he wasn't about to just let it slide because where's the fun in that? - so he opened his mouth and out it comes. "I have plenty of meat for you, love. But I'll also cook you up some bulgogi, then." Tangling his free hand up in the soft silk of his scarf while gazing at Harry, he let his eyes close halfway at the thought of both food and enjoying the company of the other man.

"Want to get out of here? I'm just about finished for the day and you look like you need a good meal." He definitely wasn't feeling like he could stay at work any longer with the way their conversation went; all he really wanted to do was get out of here and get back home with him.

[the_rabbit]

He laughed, low and warm, the sound spilling easily out of him as he bumped one of the other man's feet under the table, "You're incorrigible." Which was really part of the reason Harry enjoyed his company, "So go gather your things and say your goodbyes and clock out or whatever it is you have to do, and I'll have finished this cake by the time you return and then we can get on with whatever we'll be getting off with."

[cakeprince]

"You've never complained before, you know," Seunwoo mused while looking down his nose and over the rims of his glasses at Harry. "Let me get the last cakes for the day ready and get my bag and we can go home." Getting up from the table with a little bit of regret, he unwound the scarf so it wouldn't get damaged or ruined when he went back into the kitchen. Shortly after, he came out with his scarf tucked safely away in his bag and his work wrapped up for the day. "Alright, I'm ready."

[the_rabbit]

Harry had, in fact, finished his cake in that time, and smiled at Seunwoo's return, unfolding easily to his feet, "Is there anything you need to stop for on the way?"

It wasn't a problem if he did, if anything it would be entertaining because they didn't often go anywhere that wasn't an intentional chance to show off, like going to dinner was. Even if he didn't, that was fine too, because that meant more time together uninterrupted, which was the ideal.

[cakeprince]

"No, I've got everything we need back at my place. Unless you have some deviant tastes this evening," the chef said with a little laugh that said he was talking both about the kitchen and the bedroom. "Do you want to walk? Or do you want to just get a cab?" It wasn't very far but in the interest of more time together they could call for transportation since the subway would have taken longer than just walking given how the stops were arranged. Holding the leather handle of his bag with both hands, he smiled at Harry as they stepped out into the autumn-turning-winter chill.

[the_rabbit]

"I don't mind the walk," Harry replied with an easy smile, amusement sparking behind his eyes as he continued, "and you know I'm always a little deviant." He shrugged as he fell into step beside the other man, "We wouldn't get along nearly as well as we do if I wasn't." It was mostly a tease and one that was directed mostly at himself, but there was an edge of truth to it as well.

[cakeprince]

"Alright. Hold onto me," said the chef with a little laugh, offering up his arm to Harry if he chose to follow along with the directive. Looking up at the sky, he covered his brow with his free hand with a little hum. "It's getting colder... You're going to keep me warm, right?"

Smiling over at Harry as they made their way back to his apartment, he bumped one of his elbows against the courier's. "Sir. Are you calling me deviant?"

[the_rabbit]

"Not at all." He replied smoothly even as he looped an arm through the other man's, still smiling crookedly, "Only that you're incredibly tolerant of my deviances." Which was essentially true though it had the same tease behind the tone, mostly because they both knew that Harry hardly considered himself a deviant, at least not in that area.

He was actually surprisingly vanilla in bed, though not because he didn't know anything else, but because he liked taking his time and enjoying simple pleasures.

[cakeprince]

"You barely have any to speak of, Harry," Seunwoo said with a laugh, shaking his head; it was true that he was pretty vanilla himself, his worst "vices" being that he didn't discriminate much on whom he happened to take home that evening and his sheer number of partners. And his complete disregard of other people's feelings, of course.

"Sometimes I feel like you're making love to me rather than having sex." Pushing his glasses up his nose while looking over the rims at Harry, he grinned.

[the_rabbit]

He laughed, shaking his head and stopping briefly so that he could press a kiss to Seunwoo's temple before continuing walking, "And is that such a bad thing? I feel like I'd have heard a complaint before now if that were the case."

A little one-shouldered shrug followed, watching the other man's reaction out of the corner of his eye as he said: "Could always try mixing things up a little."

[cakeprince]

"No, it's not, but..." Trailing off, he looked to the side with a slight sadness in his eyes; it always made it harder when it was time for Harry to leave. They could never be together in that way because of Harry's job and it was something he didn't often allow himself to think about simply because of the impossibility.

"Ah, nevermind." Looking back over at Harry, he smiled bright with his eyes closing from the effort of it. "I'm always up for trying something new." By now, they'd arrived at the towering building that housed his meager apartment and he untangled himself from the other man long enough to punch in the door code to enter the building; holding the door, he waited for Harry to enter first.

[the_rabbit]

Harry made a thoughtful sound ans he slipped past, checking the corners and stairwells as he always did, a reflex. He knew no one had found him here yet, the same way he could guess what was on the other man's mind, because it was something he'd thought himself more than once, that he wished this was more than just playing house.

But he wasn't wired that way, and he'd get bored after a week or two, that and if word got out he'd be putting Seunwoo in danger and not just himself. He did, however, flash a smile a moment later, "What do you think the chances are that I can distract you before dinner prep gets too far along?"

[cakeprince]

It was clear Harry was in some sort of dangerous profession - and not just courier work as he would have Seunwoo believe - the way he checked the corners like some sort of trained operative. The chef had always chosen to ignore it though since questions would probably endanger both of them. As they came up to the elevator, he caught the smile in the reflection.

"I'd say pretty high, knowing you," he said, pressing the button to summon the elevator down to their level. "Anyway, you just ate so you shouldn't engage in any strenuous activity. You'll get a cramp." The sentence was punctuated with perfect timing by the arrival chime of the conveyance and he stepped in with a little laugh, pressing the button for his floor.

[the_rabbit]

Harry laughed softly in turn, shaking his head, hand resting lightly at the small of Seunwoo's back as they loaded into the elevator, "I think that's just swimming, I haven't ever heard it about any other activity."

An utterly nonchalant shrug followed, "But if you'd rather I didn't risk it, I guess I can find something else to do." The tease in the tone was obvious, but at the same time, if the other man was serious about not getting distracted, Harry would honor the request.

[cakeprince]

"Swimming only? Noted," Seunwoo retorted with a chuckle while leaning into the hand along the delicate curve of his back. "No, no, I'm definitely not saying you shouldn't risk it. Some dangers must be taken with life, right?" As they ascended the floors he hoped no one would call the elevator to interrupt them and luckily it reached his floor without incident.

"The question is are you hungry for food first or something else," teased the chef as they stepped out into the small hallway that led to his flat; punching in the code he opened the door and stepped inside, slipping his shoes off inside the meager foyer. The apartment was a simple one room sort of arrangement: one step leading up from the foyer into the living area where a small table and two plush chairs had been set, the small kitchenette with no dining table but a pair of stools seated at the counter, and two steps up to where his lime green bed with its fairy lights and wispy translucent curtains sat. All along the way were closets with expensive-looking clothing hanging on the door handles, and alongside the kitchen was the singular wet room that served as his shower, bathroom, and place for the washing machine.

"It's not much," he said, looking at his small quarters. "But it's home."

[the_rabbit]

Harry stooped to unlace his boots, leaving them lined up carefully next to Sunwoo's shoes before rising to get an actual look at the place, smile tilting as he did, "I can already tell you right now it's nicer than a lot of places I've stayed, some of them for extended periods."

That smile tilted as he caught at Seunwoo's hip to draw him closer, "Company's definitely better, too." Which probably answered the question as to just what it was he was hungry for without his actually having to say so.

[cakeprince]

The chef barely had enough time to put his bag down and start to unbutton his chef's top when he's grabbed by those insistent fingers on his shapely figure and turned to face Harry. "No food for you, then?" He mused, stepping backwards so that he's luring the courier along with him towards the bed. It's painfully clear that with no computer, television, or even desk that his house is mostly for sleeping and having sex but he was sure Harry wouldn't judge him.

"Alright, come on then," said the dark-haired siren, stepping up even though he was walking backwards at the step that lead up to his bed; he continued to work at his top until it was loose and hanging from his shoulders and revealing his white undershirt.

[the_rabbit]

"Aren't you the one who just pointed out that I just ate and shouldn't be doing any physical activities?" He replied, amused, one brow arching. Though he did run a curled finger along the line of Seunwoo's jaw to nudge it under his chin, tilting his head up so that he could claim a kiss, free hand kneading gently at the other man's hip as he did so, just keeping him close.

[cakeprince]

"I was until you told me that was just swimming," Seunwoo retorted with a grin as their kiss broke for a brief moment. "Now that we've got carte blanche I intend to use it." Tugging Harry down onto the bed with him he claimed his mouth again, this time letting his tongue slip between the courier's lips while his arms curled along the back of his neck to trap him in a tight embrace.

[the_rabbit]

His laugh was low and warm, he'd only meant that he wasn't particularly hungry just yet, but then he was being drawn in and clung to and instead of trying to explain, he delved into the kiss in return, making a quietly pleased noise in his throat as he did.

One hand settled comfortably at Seunwoo's hip again, keeping him close in turn and he shifted his weight, turning to sit more comfortably, just bracketing the other man's waist with both hands, giving a tug to draw Seunwoo up and across his lap so that neither of them had to turn half-sideways to continue the kiss.

[cakeprince]

It had been too long since Seunwoo and Harry had been alone like this and even though he wanted to take it slowly and savor it he was far, far too greedy to even slow himself down long enough for that. Raising one hand to the smooth curve of the other man's neck, he sifted his fingers deep into the dark tangles of hair at the nape and ran his fingernails down the soft skin as if marking his claim.

As their legs slid across one another - Seunwoo making a muffled sound into their kiss as their bodies met along their waists - he tugged tightly on Harry's hair, furiously suckling the dark man's tongue right out of his mouth and into his own.

[the_rabbit]

That level of eagerness was unexpected, but far from unwelcome. He made a low sound in his throat at the hold on his hair and the nails at his nape, not even bothering to gentle his own touch just yet, hands still firm on Seunwoo's hips, partly keeping him in place and partly ready to maintain the contact should he move.

Though as he deepened the kiss, Harry retaliated by rolling against the comfortable weight of the other man against him before just flopping backwards onto the bed, one hand sliding from Seunwoo's hip, skimming up his spine to keep the proximity between them and draw the other man down with him.