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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 ]

Edited 2017-11-27 00:10 (UTC)

[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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