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  Tugging down the white cloth of his mask, Clear grins near-childishly, "Don’t worry, Noiz-san’s already doing more than enough by being here." Leaning down that one inch difference and planting a kiss to the corner of Noiz’s mouth and then one more to the sharp metal snakebites he adores so much, the closeness to the blond causing his own septum to nudge slightly. 

  For the first while, Clear is attached to Noiz like a leech, both out of sheer affection and also to help keep his boyfriend from feeling alone and like an outcast. He leads them around, mostly because the small group of people he’d come to befriend wouldn’t stay in one place for very long and he’d quickly apologize to his grumpy rabbit date before dragging him after his friends. 

  And because Clear is attached to Noiz’s hip most of the night, he becomes nearly distressed when he’s wrenched away from him by these same friends, "Noiz!" It’s more like a plea for help as he’s yanked into a crowd of people and made to watch his boyfriend disappear. How tragic. Hopefully Noiz won’t feel lost without the jellyfish. 

  "We just wanted to make sure you looked cute before we gave you back to the mood-killer." His friends liked to call Noiz that mostly because any possible good vibes could be torn down when he’s upset… "And, we wanted to gift you with some things." Because the dress cost a pretty penny, Clear didn’t have the heart to stitch pockets into it, and had been forced to bring a clutch bag along to carry his phone - he never left home without it in case his grandfather needed anything or the twins were causing trouble back home - and it was snatched and returned to him in just seconds with (Heaven have mercy on his soul) “necessities for prom night”, as his friends put it elegantly. And then he was shoved back through the crowd and to where his poor escort had been abandoned. 

   After Clear was dragged away to the other side of the gym, Noiz took it upon himself to get a drink for him and Clear while he waited for his snow-haired date to be returned to him. In that time, some of the kids Noiz would hang around decided it would be a good idea to come and pester him about his relationship whilst the person in question wasn’t around.

   Questions like the ones the kids were asking weren’t new to Noiz, such as when Noiz was just going to hurry up and use the “bimbo” and toss him aside, or how good he is in bed. Ever time, though, Noiz gave them the same answer: “Fuck off." Even if he did know the answers to the questions, it was none of anyone else's damn business. Sex was the last thing on Noiz’s mind, especially for tonight.

   Clear worked too hard, taking care of his rambunctious twin brothers and his elderly grandfather. He deserved a night to just relax and only worry about himself for once, and Noiz would be damned if that wasn’t going to happen tonight.

   He had managed to shoo away the annoying horny teenage boys surrounding and badgering him just in time for clear to be returned to him. Placing a kiss on Clear’s cheek, he put the plastic SOLO cup of punch in Clear’s hands. “Hope they didn’t rip you apart too bad, or else I’ll have no one to hang out with all night.”

"You're so cute, Noiz-san!" "You said there would be candy. When do I get candy?"

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Some candy

A kiss on the cheek

A hug

A pie in the face

Mouth-to-Mouth candy

A jump scare

A halloween date night out

Scary movie night

A kiss on the lips

Your muse gets pantsed

Your muse pantses mine

Tickle fight

Passionate kiss on the lips

Bite mark

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{ Independant AU Riku } 7+ years Roleplay experience Semi-selective | O.C Selective Multi-verse, Multi-ship  Crossover friendly NSFW Allowed (smut, gore, abuse, non-con, ect…) one-liner, single-para, and multi-para preferred | no script format

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Semi-Selective | OC Selective

Crossover Friendly

NSFW Safe [ gore, abuse, non-con, etc. ]

one-line, script, para | no specific writing format

"Okay, Smile"

"But- it could have been easier to just leave from my back door…" "This looks better. A lot better. Now smile."

  Seated comfortably in the elegant limo, excited cerise eyes staring out the window and catching glimpses of the town as they drove. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t excited or even nervous about the night. He didn’t even ask if Noiz wanted to go, he was simply invited to go by his somewhat icy boyfriend, something he never expected and is still unsure if is even true. He’s still convinced he’s dreaming.

  "Mm?" A curious sound comes from his lips as he’s shown the flower that Noiz has brought. Well, this was a touch he didn’t expect either. A corsage. It was blue and white, didn’t match either of their outfits but it didn’t matter, Clear loved it. He loved the blue rose and he loved that Noiz had brought it at all. Pale cheeks turn rose red when he feels the metal piercings press against the back of his hand and he’s incapable of stopping his grin, the sight of an honest smile from Noiz making him feel even more excited over tonight.

Every kiss that was put on his lips by his snow-haired boyfriend was happily reciprocated and they sat there close for a while until the limo driver tapped on the glass separating them from him, letting them know they had arrived at the school. Noiz smiled to Clear and laced their fingers together, giving a gentle squeeze, before saying, "Are you ready to go in?"

Letting go of Clear's hand so he could step out of the limo, Noiz walked around the back of the vehicle so he could open the door for Clear, taking his hand so he can help him step out. He placed a small kiss on his cheek once he was standing and he closed the door as he crooked his arm and offered Clear his bicep to hold. "I'm not doing 'the prom pose' with you, if that's what you were thinking, by the way," he quickly said.