Ziggy Stardust (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ziggyplayedguitar) wrote2021-03-08 08:50 pm
ziggyplayedguitar) wrote2021-03-08 08:50 pm
If my love is your love
Ziggy knew this was special on so many levels and for so many reasons. He was determined to make it perfect. That included calling weeks ahead to ensure the menu that came to their table was completely vegetarian and safe for his species. There were a lot of things someone could do as a rockstar that others couldn't. The restaurant was jackets required but had several seating areas and he eventually settled on a warm room with huge windows.
That had been awhile back now. The day was here and Ziggy was a whirlwind as he prepared. He started with starry make up and added petals around one eye for a little more drama. It was finally time for the outfit he had been hiding from Minoru as a surprise for weeks. Everything was in order and he checked several times before finishing everything off with a glamorous pair of earrings and plunging necklace.
Then he was out the door and to the limo. It was tradition for the masculine to pick up the feminine for something like this but Ziggy didn't care about these traditions. He pulled up in the red limo with wrist corsage Ziggy had made for Minoru, on the suggestion of his father who said this was traditional for first important dates. With flowers in hand he clopped up to their place in his heavy heels and then rang for the apartment. He had to admit some nerves, oddly on behalf of the human more than himself.
That had been awhile back now. The day was here and Ziggy was a whirlwind as he prepared. He started with starry make up and added petals around one eye for a little more drama. It was finally time for the outfit he had been hiding from Minoru as a surprise for weeks. Everything was in order and he checked several times before finishing everything off with a glamorous pair of earrings and plunging necklace.
Then he was out the door and to the limo. It was tradition for the masculine to pick up the feminine for something like this but Ziggy didn't care about these traditions. He pulled up in the red limo with wrist corsage Ziggy had made for Minoru, on the suggestion of his father who said this was traditional for first important dates. With flowers in hand he clopped up to their place in his heavy heels and then rang for the apartment. He had to admit some nerves, oddly on behalf of the human more than himself.
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Minoru leaned into the touch. He liked it when Ziggy messed with his hair.
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Ziggy liked this as much as he liked sex. Connection is what was important and it took him time to learn more ways to get that beyond physical. The position was slightly awkward but Ziggy leans in, pressing his cheek into the top of Minoru's head. He let out a content sigh.
"Do I get to take you to bed and sleep with you tonight?" The humor and mischief is alive in his voice but honestly, he is feeling cuddly. Those emotions loud in his empathy as he sat close to his partner.
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For someone who didn’t care much for onsens and didn’t find them very soothing, Ziggy’s relaxation and desire to cuddle was contagious. Minoru could learn to like this.
“Mmhmm. And in my bed this time.” He chuckled softly.
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"And this time, no vomiting, overdose or deafening screams." He leaned in and closed his eyes. "Unless you snore."
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Brothers being brothers, they’d argued before over whether that counted.
As the water slowly cooled, the scent began to fade. But it still retained that milky green appearance. Soon, it was cool enough for Minoru to suggest they give Chichi’s favorite shampoo and conditioner a try. Truth be told, though, everything she swore by couldn’t possibly compare to a scalp massage from those long and dexterous Anthean fingers and the empathic touches that came with them.
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The heat off the water subsided and Ziggy stood up to pull off his silver jacket, hanging it on the back of the door. It left him shirtless and he considered the pants but left them for now. He's in good spirits, though it's calmer than his usual elated crazier energy.
"I can give you a massage too." Ziggy mentions as he sits back down on the tub-side. The thought loud enough to hear for the Anthean. "Wet your hair and I'll try not to put you to sleep."
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Minoru grinned as he pretended he was back at the second stage of the American Ninja Warrior finals and dunked himself under the water sideways. He was a bit more mindful, though, and didn’t make anywhere near as large a splash.
The discomfort of being completely soaked was definitely tempered by Ziggy’s calm, loving intentions.
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When Minoru comes back up Ziggy is waiting with a small towel so he can dry his face off. Antheans aren't overjoyed with getting wet either. One of the many parallels Newton drew between cats and their species.
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“I’ve learned never to underestimate you.” He teased. But he knew it was highly unlikely that would work out so well. Ziggy had many talents, but physical strength wasn’t one of them.
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Push comes to shove or a dire situation Ziggy would make due and find a way. This was not one of those cases. Besides, telepathy had uses when you needed to wake someone up, no matter how deep the sleep.
"Do you want your massage with or without soap?"
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For the first time, he realized that despite their playful banter, Ziggy was about as into this spa night as he was.
“This is… really not your cup of tea either, is it.”
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He trailed off while staring into the water for a moment. "I don't like soaking in water or using soap. They make my skin itchy and dry. I took after my mother and have skin for a waterless desert."
They'd never really talked about the small limitations of being Anthean in a human culture. The day to day things humans did but he didn't want or bothered him in some way.
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He looked at Ziggy and then at all the bath products his mother swore by.
“I know you don’t often get to just be a girl. Not in your world, anyway. Since you have to be human there, and that half is, well…” his voice trailed off slightly. He had good intentions. And truth be told, the intimacy and closeness had been wonderful. “I wanted to treat you to… um… feeling girly. And special…”
He looked back at Ziggy with a wet, lopsided smile.
“I guess I should have asked an Anthean what that meant instead of Mama.”
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Ziggy's expression softened while Minoru spoke and he leaned back in to put his cheek on Minoru's head. Wet hair be damned for the moment. "Minoru, you always make me feel girly and special."
Then he was sitting up to look at his partner seriously for a moment. "I'm not just an Anthean. I like being treated like a Human as much as an Anthean. My gender and my species are both and I'm glad you want to treat me like a human woman. It means a lot."
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“I think I’ll just stick to treating you like Ziggy Stardust. It’s less… um…” he blushed. “Less wet.”
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He winked at Minoru playfully. "Why don't we get you dried and I can give you that massage in bed instead of here."
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Not splashing was an afterthought, but hopefully he didn’t get the self-proclaimed dry desert creature too wet in the process.
In the midst of drying himself off, he did ask if Ziggy still wanted him to try painting his nails.
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"Massage first if you still want one." He mentions without looking at Minoru. "Then you can do my nails."
Ziggy is easy going since the time and the closeness matters more than what they are doing exactly. Traditional probably wasn't the best fit for them, at least not completely.
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“I’d very much still like one.” He replied softly. “As long as you still want to give me one.”
The intimacy, the closeness… Ziggy was right in that being the important part.
“Oh! I grabbed you some pajamas too, if you want to change into something more comfortable.” He didn’t have a kimono or anything like Ziggy would have in his own closet, but Minoru had looked through his drawers for something soft and relatively thin - shorts and a thin top. “If nothing else, in the morning, you can honestly tease my brother about getting into my pants.”
As if he’d fall for the same kind of wordplay jokes twice.
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"I'll change when you're done." It reminds him that maybe he should leave a couple basic things here for the future. A kimono, a change of clothes, some other things. Ziggy laughs easily at the comment. "Naked baths, getting into your pants and bed; people are going to think you're dirty behind closed doors because of my charms."
He can barely get the words out without laughing.
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He hopped into a pair of pants and tugged on a Spiders t-shirt that he’d bought from the tour.
“The people who really matter know the truth.” He finally recovered his voice enough from laughing so hard. “They know we’re both dirty because we don’t like getting wet.”
There did come a point in every relationship where a toothbrush got left at the other one’s house, so to speak. This probably was the time.
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"If I'm dirty it is because of you." Ziggy is back to giggling again. "I don't sweat or climb around on filthy shit."
The teasing lightened his mood when he turned around and touched Minoru's cheek. "Go get comfortable and I'll change."
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There were a lot of feelings to sense. Embarrassment-turned-relief, happy-go-lucky optimism, care and concern for Ziggy’s needs and feelings, the simple desire to finish wringing all the water out of his hair…
“Okay.” He smiled back. As it started to dry, his hair really did just start sticking up in all its usual crazy directions. “If you need anything in here, help yourself.”
Minoru made his way past the rows of tea candles, and hopped down on his bed. It was smaller than Ziggy’s. But so was their apartment, compared to the rock star’s townhouse.
Minoru’s room was neat, but sparse. With Kazumi living out in the main room, Minoru didn’t really have a lot there aside from a small table by the window (it basically doubled as a stool), a chair with a stack of textbooks on it (hilariously, that seemed to double as a table) and a few nice plants. His bed was low to the ground, and haphazardly made. The shelf next to his bed was ground zero for the important items - wallet, PINpoint, keys, the framed acceptance letter for American Ninja Warrior and various pictures of the family. A yoga mat was rolled up underneath it, and his gym bag wasn’t too far from that.
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He wasn't here to see the room or the items in the house; except maybe Kazumi who he would visit before leaving tomorrow. Eventually he comes out after neatly setting his suit and shoes out of the way. He walks right across the bed to sit down beside Minoru. He instantly ruffled his hair up with both hands. His relationships were all different and this one had a childishness to it sometimes. Ziggy loved that part of it.
"I should bring something for your sill from home." Ziggy mentions when he sees the plants. His mother had rubbed off on him in regard to greenery.
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“An Anthean plant?” He confirmed, though he’d love just about anything Ziggy brought over, regardless of where it was originally grown. “Sure! I can look at it, not get it wet, and think of you.”
He wrapped his arms around his koibito, cuddling up against him.
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