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[Elliot gets up from the motorcycle when it's safe to do so, smiling up at Eren as he puts his arm around him. Yes please, give him your body warmth.]

I-It's okay. I know it's just in the shop... [Eren couldn't help that bit. Or that it goes this cold this fast.] Y-You look pretty cold too though.

[ him?? cold??? no he is not cold, he’s just . . . vibrating to further intensify his heating properties. at least, this time, he will not deny what is very, very obviously true. he is a little cold. ]

Nothing a little teamwork won’t fix. [ GET IT, BECAUSE BODY HEAT. he gives a reassuring smile at least, and once they near those tall, open theater doors, he stops a bit before that just to straighten his posture, and offer his arm in a gentlemanly hook again. in other times, he might’ve been worried sick— and there might be a pinch of nervousness in his middle, but there’s a fairly larger desire to just do him. do them. that’s what mattered, and that’s what this was even for.

he just smiles, a lot, like a dork, and once they’re in— well, it’s certainly beautiful. much gala, very music. they even have a place to take the coats! you know what eren’s excited for? to see him in full suit. and, of course, for elliot to see him in full uniform. ]

[ HE GETS IT, and it gets a little chuckle out of him. Elliot was already feeling excited as they approached the theater doors- they're actually going! But Eren offering a gentlemanly arm like that as they are heading in? Man, Elliot is completely charmed by it and takes his arm while beaming. Going to a fancy gala with his boyfriend? It's like something out of fairy tale.

Once inside? He can't help but look around in clear awe.]

Pretty...!

[But oh, coats are being taken. He makes a quick "oh hold on!" as he switches his wallet and phone out of his coat pocket and into his pants pocket, before handing his over his coat. His suit isn't very fancy. It's actually the suit he wears at his job. A black suit with a nice (clip on) tie. But it fits him, and it's nice enough to pass for a gala]

[ a miracle, a true miracle that he’s gotten this far to the point of charming. eren, you charmer. and two months ago you were freaking out about how to touch his hand. eren feels all the good feeling flutters the world could offer him at that moment, from the reaction (it was pretty, but most of all, he was happy he could be the one to bring him), to how . . . great he looked, with the coat gone. it didn’t matter if it was his only one!)

dawning that royal blue, silver buttons and wings to his rank once his own coat is gone, eren only needs to adjust the one thing that bothers him— the gosh darn bow tie. this thing felt like it would choke him at some point . . . but occasions are occasions! his shoulder insignia makes up for it, anyway. giving a bit of a lean forward and with his voice lowered: ]

Pretty handsome. [ the way he’s looking at elliot though makes it a complete given that he’s not talking about the theater. ayyy. he takes his arm then, to lead him to the inner doors, or, if he wanted to walk around first. take some pictures or mingle. or do all that while they go to get their tickets punched, why not. ] We can go in whenever you want.

[ you can hear the sound of instruments tuning together, all at once! ]

[Honestly, Elliot's always found Eren's acts to be charming, even back when he was a nervous wreck. Still, it's nice that they've gotten so far. Being close to one another, the little touches between them- while the flutters and good feelings were there, they felt normal. It's probably why when he notices Eren's troubles with the bow tie, he doesn't think twice to reach up and help adjust it for him - making sure it's looser but still straightened out.]

Aw. [He smiles, knowing full well what Eren is referring to.] Speak for yourself.

[But that's a good intent, because while they are waiting for their tickets to be punched, Elliot does pull out his phone to take some photos of the theater. They'll be good to put up on his Instagram account later, and Yusuke would love seeing the artsy architecture. Though hearing those instruments tune? Just makes him buzz with excitement. Forget mingling, he really does want to go in. But-]

One sec- [He directs the phone's camera in Eren's] Hehe, I just want a picture of my handsome date before we go in. Smile!

[ elliot is fixing his bow tie, god bless this moment, and also, bless me, owlie, for not dying at how god damn cute and being able to give continuation. eren pauses and let’s his arms fall down to his sides, watching elliot loosen some of his previous work while smiling the whole damn way. his eyes might as well be melting into pools by now— natural indeed, like it should’ve always been that way, but never losing that pinch of excitement either.

(they’re going to blush and flirt into the next dimension at this rate!!!!!!! not that that is a bad thing!!!!!! they’ll create their own dimension. level up.)

eren nods a quiet thank you once he finishes, following and watching as elliot takes his pictures— it’s cute, that is, until he asks for one of him. god, he’s not photogenic (he probably is), and while the genuine yet sheepish smile comes up, well, why not go with it? ]

Just this once.

[ we all know it’ll never be just this once, though. so, he keeps his smile, offering a small salute to complete the shot with his uniform, because a salute would look pretty neat and particularly eren for elliot to keep: without thinking, his right hand pulls into a fist to his chest, over his heart, while his other hand, also a fist, curves in the opposite way against his back. smile in gear.

(that’s so patriotic it’s not even american). ]

[Elliot didn't know that Eren was trying to salute, so the hand gesture while it's a bit weird to him? He doesn't think much of it- maybe it's some gesture that he just doesn't know what it means. Maybe Eren did it out of some nervous habit since he knows he's shy in front of the camera. So he'll take the picture without any real thought to it, then looks at it with a smile]

Perfect. Thanks.

[Then he'll pocket the phone and reach for Eren's arm again. There's a very happy smile on his face.]

Okay. Ready to go in!

[ it’s only after the the fact that eren realizes his salute mixup that he seems a little more awkward. surprised, but embarrassed as he rubs his face and hopes that that flew over everyone else’s heads just as much as it did for elliot. that’s not what he meant to do at all, but when he thought of saluting . . . it just came.

“offer up your hearts”. he liked the meaning. ]

Sure you don’t want another one? [ he’ll do the right salute next time, promise. he says as he takes him inside anyway. the acoustics in the actual theater room were impressive, and looking at their ticket, he finds their seat— all the way up front. they’re just a row or so away from the instrument lineup, tuning the strings, the chords . . . the inside is beautiful too, and he can’t help but to look up at the chandelier. haha, woah.

they’re going to get a blast of sound. so emotional!!!! ]

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Hehe, no we gotta get our seats. Later though! [Now that they were in sight of the orchestra, Elliot had a one track mind. Even though Eren knows the way to the seats, Elliot's moving so quickly and excitedly he's practically tugging Eren along.

As they sit down, his eyes are completely transfixed at the stage and the orchestra]

What great seats- we can see every player!

[ at least he can redeem himself!! and never mind that either, elliot is actually pulling him. eren gives a chuckle to himself at the palpable enthusiasm, more than palpable really, finally getting to their seats and settling down.

can’t take his eyes off of you, boy. you’re radiating and it’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. thank you, hollywood at recollé. this is the cutest shit eren has ever seen and he won’t say it but let it be known.

he leans over, and in a surprisingly low voice: ]

If you can see the note they play from here, imagine the sound.

[ he wants to see it.

he wants to see elliot explode ]

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[Oh he is definitely radiating in happiness. Listening to live music was only one of his favorite things to do (right after performing live music). And to be so close to a full on orchestra, oh, it's so good.

He smiles over at Eren (though really, the smiles are not stop at this point).]

Heehee, I won't have to imagine thanks to you.

[He'll lean close to deliver a quick peck on the cheek before he pulls away, once again focusing on the stage. The orchestra is just about ready to go, and Elliot is on the edge of his seat in anticipation. ]

[ double score. eren’s insides mildly double over when given the kiss to his cheek, smiling proudly that this, indeed, was the best choice he’s made in random gift giving. he’s definitely subscribing to the events that happen around here.

the lights begin to dim and focus on the musicians and maestro, the theater filling completely and total silence falling over them— it’s really impressive. eren takes elliot’s hand in his and gives him one more admiring glance before hollywood in recollé commences. their first score, CAMBRIDGE, 1963 to start the night off with something jubilant and welcoming. there are only very short pauses in between with a sense of continuation for each score as the lineup goes: MAN OF STEEL, DRAGONSTONE, PARADISE FOUND, PRAYING, AVATAR SUITE, THE IMITATION GAME, HOPE— the list goes on and i could literally go on forever too so let’s just say, a lot of good songs. all are stunning appearances with a show of lights and projected scenes of the filming projects they belong to behind the orchestra, making hearts pound, emotion soar and tears shed over the audience. speaking of that . . .

the last two songs are classics. FREEDOM in particular (look at that irony) has eren’s eyes going red, shining and blinking rapidly as it leads to an explosion of emotion and shivers. he’s not crying. no. it’s probably the lighting. the finale, after a nearly two hour show, is TITANIC SUITE, and yeah that doesn’t make anyone cry at all. it’s full of feeling that one can’t really put in words, and the musicians did an excellent job bringing that out. the theater explodes with an applause, holy hell, eren included. it’s amazing. ]

[Oh it was the best choice indeed. Good job Eren.

Elliot listens to the entire concert, with absolute no sign of boredom or fatigue. Every once awhile, he'll lean over and whisper a fact about a particular piece if he knows if - if it's difficult to play, what that strange instrument they brought out is - any interesting fact he happens to know about the composition. But for the most part, his undivided attention is on the music. Sometimes his eyes are focused on the orchestra, eyes darting around as he tries to take in every instrument. Other times, his eyes are closed with a smile on his face as he just visualizes the music.

And yeah, it's pretty needless to say he's brought to tears a few times just by the sheer beauty and skill of these performers.

By the time it finishes? Elliot of course joins into the applause, even jumping up from his seat to give a standing ovation as he claps very enthusiastically. Then he falls back into the chair as he needs a moment to collect himself]

Haha...wow....

[ eren listens actually, with interest whenever he did give his blurbs— it was just a really, really satisfying thing to see him so happy. it made eren happy down to the core, not to mention how good the actual orchestra was. how can one sleep through something so spectacular? even more so with these seats, the vibrations of every instrument felt like your own blood pulsing to each rhythm.

of course, eren’s eyes would switch between the show and elliot constantly, to see every bit of reaction— he was part of the show. it was also his day, and eren!!! just can’t get over him. the musicians bow and wave their bows if they had them, and once eren’s done applauding on his own feet, he settles back down, breath nearly exhilarated still and immediately leaning over. ]

When am I gonna see you up there?

[ cAN YOU iMaGINE ]

[Elliot blushes a little at Eren's words, smiling. Him, performing in an orchestra like that. It was definitely a dream of his. Performing alone had its own benefits, but performing as a harmonized team like that ... it was something else. So many people, working in perfect harmony to bring such incredible music - few things were more beautiful than that to Elliot]

Hehe, one day. Still got a ways to go first.

[ he likes when he can get that sort of reaction from him, when he doesn’t even try to purposely do so! it’s as if it lit up the world for a few still moments where he just sort of forgot about everything else around them. his dazed staring says it all. ]

It really suits you, [ and going to hold elliot’s hand in his, he reaches for the row of seats in front of them with his other hand. ] and I want this row.

[ first!!!! row!!! seats!!!! ]

[Elliot's attention meanwhile is focused on Eren, letting his hand be held. As the rest of the concert hall starts to empty out, these two remain in their seats- just lost in their own little world. ]

Aha, well I'm not sure if I can pull that off if I'm one player in an orchestra, buuut for any show I run? You'd definitely get front row. Promise.

[ they certainly are just sitting there as everyone starts to leave. it’s emptier, but does eren notice immediately . . . . no. the place has beautiful lighting and a lovely atmosphere, what more can he want to talk— or flirt, with the sun personified. ]

More than sold. I’ll be able to take you home, too. [ aY. LIKE TODAY. he’ll still be able to spend the rest of the night with him. after a short pause: ] Pull what off, success?

Haha, pull off getting a front row seat with an entire orchestra of people competing to get those spots too. I'm sure they'll have people coming to see them too.

[Like he's gonna fight a tuba player for those spots. TUBAS ARE BIG AND SCARY]

Speaking of taking me home though... the ride back's gonna be cold, so I was thinking of making us some egg drop soup to warm up? I mean, a-as long as you don't mind that it glows.

[ you show that tuba who’s boss elliot

but, with a softened up smile, his lips pull back enough to show teeth to show his approval. snowfall, cold, warming up with some soup and a blanket, and the electric fireplace, and body warmth . . . what’s there to not like about winter 👌🏻👀 ]

Yeah— and we can debut the fireplace. [ there are just good ideas all over the place today. ] You’re making those glow, too?

Oh, that sounds nice and cozy. [Curling up with his boyfriend in front of a warm fireplace? Heck yes. He wasn't a fan of the cold, but he's happy for this]

Ehe, yeah. But it's okay! It's safe to eat and I've even thought up a pretty good name: "Sundrop Soup", hehe.

[...There's a good chance all his dishes are going to end up with pun names. Just remember you choose to date this]

[ sundrop soup is cute. you’re cute, elliot. it’s very elliot, and this is why he chooses you. you can’t even make him stop smiling— he even has to wet his lips. ]

Hah, I wouldn’t doubt its safety. [ not when elliot’s behind it— if anything, it just means it’s magical (literally eren, it’s magical). he doubletakes then, his eyes briefly skimming upwards and back to elliot, soon around them, and he gives a surprised “oh” when the theater room is pretty much empty.

he’s not even sorry. but going home is getting pretty tempting with all those good things involves. ]

Wanna get to that?

[You're adorable Eren ok. Just adorable.

When Eren looks around, Elliot too will notice how empty the theater room has become. He gives a sheepish smile and laugh] Ehe, oops.

[Guess he got distracted! But oh well. He'll take Eren's hand and nod]

Yeah. Let's go home. [Technically Eren's home, but eh. Eren's place feels like a home enough]

[ home. do you know how much that makes him feel happy, though? elliot calling his place home! he really, really can’t wait, and if he were a bit more reckless he’d probably speed home. but, he wasn’t ready to take that much of a risk to cut down a few minutes, neither did he want to give elliot a heart attack before they got there.

but before he gets up, he leans over to plant a firm yet hearty kiss right over his lips, rubbing his hand— and nearly bouncing up to show all that healthy enthusiasm, turning the tables and being the one to pull him up the isle now.

he adores you, way too much, and the night was just getting started!!! ]

Let’s go.

[Yes please don't kill Elliot. That'd be really appreciated honey.

He'll return that kiss and give a happy little laugh as Eren pulls him along. He's really cute when he gets this happy. He only stalls long enough to give one last wistful glance at the orchestra who are still working to close up for the night. Someday, he tells himself. Someday he'll be the one on that stage, performing with people like them.

After that moment, he breaks away his glance and speeds up his pace to keep up with Eren. ]

Haha, don't forget our coats..!

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