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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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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He snuggled into the hug and burying face in Minoru's hair even if it is still damp. "Are you saying we're the same? Pretty to look at, dreamy enough for a daydream, and hate to get wet?"
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It took a little bit of maneuvering, as well as a few questions and confirmations, to figure out the most comfortable positions for a scalp massage. Of course, Minoru wanted Ziggy to be as comfortable as he was, no matter how they ended up.
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"Are you going to fall asleep on me?"
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“Not yet.” He insisted despite the yawn. “But if I do, just slide me off and make yourself comfortable too, okay?”
Doing this on the bed was a way better idea than sitting in the bathtub. The small circular motions along his scalp felt so good, and Ziggy had ample room to maneuver. The mattress felt so soft against his back. And bony Anthean limbs be damned, Ziggy always made a very comfortable pillow.
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"You humans always fall asleep on me." Ziggy gazes down at him teasing and grinning. This is another moment where he would normally lean down and kiss someone. Instead, he bends over and presses his forehead to Minoru's chest or wherever it ends up contacting.
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“We’re just… cute like that…” he yawned again. “Can’t help ourselves…”
Not like this, anyway. It was just too relaxing. Minoru felt safe. He felt loved. Ziggy could probably feel it empathically, as well as by the steady rise and fall of his chest against his forehead.
He really would fall asleep on Ziggy, though. At least for a nap.
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He's happy, bubbling with it in his calmer emotions as he strokes Minoru's cheeks. If Minoru falls asleep he won't mind at all given the part of his life that was spent watching his lovers sleep. The time not wasted but spent in the moment, listening to and feeling their presence.
When the inevitable happens Ziggy gently moves Minoru to slide down beside him, head on his chest and listening to his breath until he wakes up again.