fiddlestick | Class VII Text Group @ recolle

[Crow's practically beaming, his own jump in his heart shoved back down deep where it belongs.]

Nothing, nothing! Just brainstorming, is all.

[(x) DOUBT]

Whatever you're brainstorming, that smile on your face tells me I don't want any part of it...

[Elliot laughs]

No kidding...

[From the expression, Crow is either plotting to set him up or go full Queer Eye on the poor boy. So in a joking tone:] What if you took him out for a date Crow? Like, a practice one.

[not a practice one at all]

[Crow's eyes flutter in surprise at Elliot's proposition. Not that he's against helping a bro out, but he won't admit that his blood ran icy for a split second there. Not out of dread, but something else. Something he didn't really want to address right now.

Just for practice.

He's quick to mask that surprise with a smile, turning to look at Rean.]

Well? How about it?

Wanna go on a date with me?

[Crow this is gonna look hilarious in a month or two.]

W-wha—

[Rean's cheeks were twinged pink before just from talking about this, but that flush blossoms into a bright red at the suggestion.]

Who goes on a date as "practice?!"

[...Rean. That's not a "no."]

[Yeah Crow, you take this bait. take it]

Eheh, um...people who need to get more comfortable about dating?

[HE MAY BE BSING HERE]

[He's got you, Elliot, let him take it from here.]

Well, you said you wanted it to be 'fated', right? Better get out all the nervousness with a guy you trust than with Mr. or Ms. Right.

So that when you do find them, you won't overthink things.

[Rean would be tempted to bury his face in his hands and just hope to sink into the couch and vanish right here and now, if Pachinko wasn't so insistent for pets.

Fine. Fine, he'll continue being corporeal for you, kitty. Because he loves you.]

Trust me, the way my head is? No amount of "practice" is going to keep me from overthinking things...

[He mutters that under his breath, then just sighs as he tries to clear his head and beat back some of how his cheeks are burning so he can actually respond.]

I... listen. I'll... consider it? I guess? But right now I'm not sure I can make myself think of that as anything other than confusing and awkward.

[Elliot offers a sympathetic laugh towards Rean]

Crow has a point.

But alright. As long as you think about it! Between Crow and me brainstorming, it'd be pretty easy to come up with possible practice dates.

[No job is too small for the concert duo, especially if it means orchestrating Rean's love life]

[Crow can't help but chuckle too, seeing Rean's face flush like this. If he had to be honest, it was adorable--Rean was always so composed, or he at least liked to show that on the outside. So seeing these little pieces of Rean that weren't so 'ideal' were nice.]

Exactly. Elliot and I've got your back, whether or not you decide to go on one or not.

[Pachinko looks over at Crow evenly, blinking slowly with almost half lidded eyes. Is he just content? Or is he on Team Elliot and thinks his human is stupid for not seeing the obvious? Who knows.]

The way I see it? It's an excuse for food.

[Let's all be honest — Pachinko is on Team Pachinko. Give him all the pets.

If Rean knew Crow was thinking he was adorable right now, he might just faint from all the blood rushing to his cheeks at once. There's only so much one awkward weeb can handle all at once, and even this is rapidly approaching that point. So, really, it's for the best that Crow's keeping it to himself.

Food, though, food is neutral enough for him to grab hold of and run with.]

...You do have a point, there, but it's not like we can't just go get food without you two trying to set me up for something awkward...

[Mgh.]

Whatever. I'll keep it in mind, but can we just move on for now? Please?

[There is only Team Pachinko. No other team. Only Pachinko matters.]

Haha, okay. Sorry Rean. We can change the subject.

Right, right. After all, you did come here to see Pachinko.

So...

[Give him a minute as he reaches behind the couch, pulling out a little cat toy attached to a stick, handing it over to Rean.]

Knock yourself out.

[!! A toy!

Well, it looks like that smooths over any anxieties Rean has left over, because he's quick to take it and hold it out so that the toy dangles.

Pachinko's eyes go wide at the sight of the toy, scrambling off Rean's lap to bat at it before catching it in his mouth and trying to walk away with it. Alas, string.

Pachiko whirls his head back at the toy, betrayed, as Rean laughs.]

[This is the purest thing Elliot's ever seen. Don't mind him as he just watches forever okay. Dang]

[Oh, now THAT's cute...Crow just leans back against his chair, curling his legs into the seat and leaning his chin on his knuckles, watching the two play. His eyes always had a lazy disposition about them...but there's a hint of something different this time.

Something warmer...

Like he could watch these two play for hours and not even get bored.]

Can't believe I've had my cat for a day and I'm already second place.

[Rean's so focused on Pachinko he doesn't even think to look in Crow's direction for long. He does curiously glance at him for that statement, but it's fleeting at best.]

I doubt that's true. He's just happy to be getting all the attention, seems to me—

[And unhappy that the toy-human is no longer paying all the attention to him, apparently, because he's now reaching up and batting at the end of the stick as opposed to the toy itself.]

H-Hey! Clever little...

Haha, sorry Crow. I'm sure he loves you too.

[Even if you are #2 in the cat's heart. Them are the breaks]

They are pretty cute together though.

[Crow chuckles when Pachinko's going right for the stick itself, eyes glittering jovially.]

Papa's already rubbing off on him, I see. Go for the big gamble when you've got the chance, right, 'chinko?

[Pachinko seems to mew in response, but his eyes are still locked on that toy as he tries to wrap his front paws around it.]

By the way, thanks Elliot. Couldn't have done it without your down payment, that's for sure.

[Just yanking the stick up to get Pachinko to play with the toy again.]

The toy is down here, not the string! Geh... it hasn't even been a day and he's already taking too much after you...

[this is so pure. He may be pulling out his phone to get a picture or two]

Hehe, oh don't worry about it! The money went to great use! Pachinko got a home, you got a roommate, and Rean has a furry friend!

Three way win, as I see it.

[Please Elliot. Send him any and all pictures you grab. That's not vocalized but hopefully you'll know.]

[Pachinko seems to know he's being talked about, looking over for just a second with his ears perked up....before quickly going back to the toy.

He'll thank you later, small human. Rean's got his toy right now and that's 100% his concentration.]

Well, looks like he took to you guys better than I could've imagined. You'll have to visit him now.

[Rean laughs a little as he bounces that toy for Pachinko.]

Oh, nooo. I have to come hang out with you. How awful.

[He couldn't maintain that deadpan if he tried.]

[Bro. Bro. Don't worry, he's got you covered.

Elliot is just grinning over here. The plan is going way better than expected, oh yes. Thank his lucky stars]

Hehe, I'm fine with that!

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