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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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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.