...Well, um... if I had one, sure... but I'd also bring friends... [ on a night that isn't couples night. except maybe hinata. who would get a KICK out of pretending, he's sure. god that boy is embarrassing.
Wait, maybe he's got it— ] It's a nice place to propose, right?
Like, getting down on one knee while holding out a ring while everyone is watching?!
[ In a cafe?!
This might be too much for Daisuke to handle and his face is just getting super red like his eyes. It's made even more apparent because of how white his hair is. rip. ]
[ He sure feels a lot of pressure right now from attracting all the attention. It gets him to simmer down. He's trying his best to cool off and it eventually works. The waitress giggles and comes with their ordered food. Food is such a nice distraction. Daisuke arranges the plates, since he remembers which desserts were for him and Tsukasa. ]
[ Food is such a nice distraction, though Tsukasa's still embarrassed and it shows; he pokes at some of his desserts with a sigh, delighted at the prospect of sweets but... that whole debacle...... ]
...If you wouldn't mind... [ Daisuke'd ordered some pretty good stuff after all— ] Um... You can have some of mine too, if you want.
[ ... ]
S-Sorry for causing such a, um... a scene. [ Even if it was both their fault. Tsukasa's good weathering all the blame here. ] I hadn't meant anything, um... Well, I mean... Anyway, sorry.
Oh, no! It's fine... It's my fault too. I shouldn't have gotten so loud about it...
[ He laughs a little and looks down at his mango vacherin. It's sprinkled with bits of basil with vanilla ice cream on top of it. Daisuke pushes the vacherin plate towards Tsukasa to share it. ]
Let's just enjoy our food! It's what we came here for, after all.
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glances at the couples around them
and glances away. ]
...Well, um... if I had one, sure... but I'd also bring friends... [ on a night that isn't couples night. except maybe hinata. who would get a KICK out of pretending, he's sure. god that boy is embarrassing.
Wait, maybe he's got it— ] It's a nice place to propose, right?
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[ Well, that sure was loud. He seems to be really embarrassed at the fact that he blurted it out and shrinks into his chair. ]
I don't think I can handle that so early already...!
[ He wasn't talking about you, daisuke ]
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I-I was just speaking generally! Um, generally...! Like, this is the kind of place people might do that at, right?
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[ In a cafe?!
This might be too much for Daisuke to handle and his face is just getting super red like his eyes. It's made even more apparent because of how white his hair is. rip. ]
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W-Well, yes...! Ahh, but something in public like that's a lot of pressure, isn't it? That wouldn't be nice!
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Do you want some of mine too?
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...If you wouldn't mind... [ Daisuke'd ordered some pretty good stuff after all— ] Um... You can have some of mine too, if you want.
[ ... ]
S-Sorry for causing such a, um... a scene. [ Even if it was both their fault. Tsukasa's good weathering all the blame here. ] I hadn't meant anything, um... Well, I mean... Anyway, sorry.
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[ He laughs a little and looks down at his mango vacherin. It's sprinkled with bits of basil with vanilla ice cream on top of it. Daisuke pushes the vacherin plate towards Tsukasa to share it. ]
Let's just enjoy our food! It's what we came here for, after all.