[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.
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. ]
[ 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!!! ]
[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. ]
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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.
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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?
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[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.
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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?
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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]
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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?
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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]
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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.
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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..!