Lighten Up

    “Y-yeah, that sounds good.” This hadn’t all gone down in flame? His voice stumbled a little in surprise. Mikau originally only came here to prove he was still cool but actually snagged a date in the process. because he was so cool He wasn’t complaining. “I’ll be right back.”

    He walked over to the counter, ordering a large black coffee and large iced coffee. He had been considering a cappucino, but those were small and if there were any awkward silences he was a nervous drinker. Plus it was warm out and he very easily overheated. After paying Mikau picked the drinks up, took a moment to recompose, and sat across from-

    shit. he’d never asked his name had he?

He really didn’t expect him to come back- Verro was beside himself- smiling with his chin on his knitted fingers. No matter what, he couldn’t seem to shake the smile as the other went and came back to sit with him. A present in hand. 

     Thank god. If that line had worked Mikau would have had to fumble around physically too, if you know what I mean -

     “I- um, good idea.” Mikau no longer had a script for this interaction or clever things he’d read from a book. He could put up a good bravado front a bit longer too though, definitely! Tough it out for just a bit longer. He cleared his throat in an attempt to recompose himself, then attempted to mimic the ‘smolder’ eyes that made girls swoon. He hadn’t successfully done it for anyone who wasn’t a girl yet..

     “Maybe you could could teach me over a cup of coffee?” Coffee, a safe bet seeing as he was drinking it currently, and asked in a normal, smoldering (?) manner.

Verro covered his mouth again, hiding the smile and the bubbling laugh. That look- how was he even supposed to read it? It looked like he was trying to be sexy, but not quite making it- and yet Verro still found it charmingly funny. He can honestly admit that he had never had someone attempt to ‘seduce’ him with their eyes or expression, or anyone for that matter, to seduce him at all. He was still remarkably flattered. Interested.

“ You are the only one on the throne, with no Heir’s and no Queen, if I were to kill you only the generals would remain and they are power hungry as it is, the power vacuum would cripple your arms easily.” He’s logical in his argument as he regards the other male waiting for him to respond, he knows he could kill him, he’s giving him the chance to make an argument or maybe he’s toying with the brat. Who knows?

Verro stared up at him, frowning at his prize. He brought forth some good points that he could not argue. He was nothing more than a fancy trophy atop of pedestal- it would be easy to knock him down. Verro wouldn’t have even give a fight at this point. 

He was so tired and it showed in how he sighed and laid in his bed, pulling the covers over his body. He didn’t know how to stop the war. It didn’t look like there was a chance of a truce being made at this point. He may be the prince of his lands, but his people did not respect or do as he bid. He didn’t know what was going on any more.

His country was out of control, and he didn’t know what to do. His father and mother had deceased years ago, and with only being freshly an adult, he didn’t have the knowledge or experience in dealing with something of this mass. 

In fact... if he could just escape it, he would... death almost seemed like a blessing. It was a way out of the mess he created for sure and if this man was going to give it freely... well...

@laughterlives​ continued from here

     Target seems flustered. Success. Coolness factor from last night’s embarrassment slowly ris-

     Shit. This response was not accounted for. No prepared reply. what do? No no, he prepared for this! Quick, what were some other map related pickup lines he’d seen? What had had he seen in the comment bulletin?

     “Actually, I want directions to your ass.” Cue a wink and elbow rested on the counter as he leaned forward. Fuck!! Why was that the first he thought of? Roll with it, just roll with it. Maybe that coffee won’t get thrown in your face.

Mikau was lucky that he didn’t have that coffee near his lips, otherwise it would have been a mess. Thankfully, it was away from his mouth when he snorted and laughed.

“Perhaps you would like some direction into how to get to that stage first,” he suggested with a flirtatious smile, finally taking another sip of his beverage. “I don’t roll over so easily.”

Verro, who was still hung over, looked over to the Zora that he had most definitely, without a doubt, had seen at the concert last night. What he hadn’t expected was to be approached and did he just-….?

He blinked and then stared at the Zora, his face growing gradually redder.

He brought his hand to his mouth, biting his knuckle as he tried to keep in the bubble that was ready to burst- he didn’t know if he was going to laugh out right at the attempt or giggle giddily if he was truly honest. It was cheesy- so stupidly cheesy, and Verro was ashamed of himself for enjoying it.