How do we shot dating

[glaciates]

Who: Isaac McDougal (glaciates) and Solf J. Kimblee (explosivecombat)
Where: Route 34
When: April 21, evening
Summary: Kimblee and Isaac attempt this "dating" thing.
Rating: PG to PG-13
Log:

[April 13. Eight days ago. Maybe it was naive of him (or far too sentimental), but he wouldn't be forgetting that date any time soon. That was the day he accidentally texted the entire network, asking for advice in a relationship. It was supposed to be private to Hughes, but... Well, he can't really complain. Things worked out.]

[...He's dating Solf J. Kimblee. He's not sure what to do with this knowledge. Other than smile stupidly when he's certain people aren't looking.]

[He's actually been in a much better mood for the past week. Normally he spends his time avoiding people and Goldenrod City entirely. That hasn't changed much; he only enters the city occasionally, usually in search of Kimblee. He's relaxing a bit more and he's not quite as worried about being attacked.]

[Isaac is finally getting used to being in Johto. Things are finally settling in. He really couldn't be happier.]

[That said, going on an actual date with Kimblee isn't something he'd actually considered. Dating in general isn't something Isaac is very comfortable with - but then again, what is he comfortable with? Other than reassuring everyone that he's a horrible person, obviously. So when he told Kimblee he was interested in a relationship... well, he hadn't thought it out this far in advance. Kimblee was supposed to turn him down. This wasn't supposed to happen.]

[Not like he's complaining or anything.]

[Isaac is much more comfortable outside of Goldenrod City, and he's currently standing on the shore of the river alongside Route 34. He spends the majority of his time around water - it's a force of habit by now. He can't use his alchemy, but he feels much safer when he does have a source of water nearby. He's not thinking about that, though; he's more focused on the fact that he has no idea what to do on a date with Kimblee. He normally doesn't have any idea what to do on dates but this is different. It's... well, it's a date with a man. This wasn't something that happened very often back home. Openly gay men weren't very common in 1915, after all.]

[Cornelius, Isaac's Surskit, is currently perched on his shoulder, keeping an eye out for danger - or more likely, Kimblee. Isaac's a bit too lost in his own thoughts to notice anyone anyway.]

[Oh, and if you're wondering, Kimblee, this was totally your idea. You did suggest it, after all! ...You totally know this is a date, right? Of course you do.]

Comments

[glaciates]

[Nope! c: He's comfortable, thank you very much!]

[Seriously, he could just hug you like this forever! This is really all he needs for a date to be amazing so uh. He's very easy to please, needless to say.]

[Hopefully you don't try to escape any time soon. :|]

[explosivecombat]

[He's starting to realize exactly how easy Isaac is to please, yes; however, unlike his boyfriend over there, Kimblee has never really been very receptive to this sort of affection for prolonged periods of time. Once in a while is okay; the longer it goes on, however...

...okay brb squirming a bit

mmmmnnnnnnnnnnngh

let go]

[glaciates]

[Is there any response to this that isn't "aww man >:"?]

[But he'll let go quickly enough and draw back a bit! ...Cue playing with his ponytail and being the most flustered thing ever. He doesn't apologize or anything, but it should be obvious that he's considering it. Not that he did anything wrong, but he made things awkward...]

[explosivecombat]

[...what about this isn't awkward, Isaac...

Regardless, once Isaac has let go of him Kimblee seems to relax immediately; he has no problem with the closeness, he just isn't terribly fond of being held for long periods of time in a way that ensures he can't get away easily if he wants to. He sets about proving this almost immediately, tightening his grip on Isaac's hand a bit while he steps a bit closer, reaching up to toy with that one ridiculous lock of hair Isaac has going on in the front, smirking as he does so.]

All right, Isaac...? You seem a bit flustered.

[glaciates]

["A bit" is possibly the understatement of the century, Kimblee.]

Y-yeah. I'm fine. Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?

[That's a bit defensive, but it's due to being caught off-guard than irritation. He wasn't expecting Kimblee to start playing with his hair, at any rate. He'll just be staring upwards and herping. Forever.]

[It's not that he doesn't like it - quite the opposite. He's very pleased with it. That's the problem. He's not sure what to do with the intimate gesture here, other than herp at them and kind of freak out. No big deal. Really.]

[explosivecombat]

[...well. That isn't normal at all, is it...

Kimblee pulls his hand away at the sudden...mild mental blip that Isaac seems to be having; he doesn't seem displeased about it, and his expression remains calm, but there's a definite inquisitive look in his eyes.]

You're sure?

[glaciates]

[So tsuning doesn't work, and neither does freaking out. Who knew?]

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. I just wasn't expecting that, that's all.

[He'll tighten his grip on Kimblee's hand again, then. It's alright. Really.]

[explosivecombat]

[..."work"? What are you even trying to do?

However, Kimblee doesn't seem displeased by that - really, he takes it as an invitation to start with the hairplaying again. You have the most ridiculous forelock here, good sir.]

Well, you should likely get used to it. Your hair really does look so much better long.

[glaciates]

[...Don't ask him, he really has no idea.]

[Isaac rolls his eyes at that, but he doesn't try to stop Kimblee from playing with his hair. It's kind of the most energetic forelock in the world. It's randomly curly while the rest of his hair... isn't. So uh. Have fun with that, Kimblee?]

Yeah, well. Thanks. I like it longer. It wasn't this long before Ishval, but it wasn't... that short obviously.

[Make any reference to looking like a shaved cat...]

[explosivecombat]

Well, I should hope not. [...goodness, this is fascinating. Why is it so bouncy?] No offense, but you always looked vaguely like a shaved cat in Ishval - I definitely do prefer it this way.

[glaciates]

[WHY DO YOU DO THESE THINGS...]

Yeah well. I never liked my hair short. I mean, it's not exactly great to keep it this long...

[How he managed to actually fight with his hair that long is still a mystery. Oh well.]

[explosivecombat]

[Well, that will get him to pause, actually; have the oddest look ever.]

Why did you, then? It must have made fighting horribly inconvenient, to say nothing of the fact that it's an identifying feature.

[glaciates]

Well, I like it.

[Headtilt? He obviously doesn't headtilt quite enough to pull that strand out of your hand there, but he's quite confused by the question. Of course it would make more sense to cut it, but it never even occurred to him. He's not sure why.]

I don't know. It never bothered me enough to do anything about it.

[explosivecombat]

[...okay, that look amuses him a good amount, actually.]

Well! "I like it" is as good a reason as any; after all, my hair isn't exactly convenient, either.

[glaciates]

Yeah, I figured.

[Isaac smiles at that - Kimblee's hair has always looked nice! He actually likes the little hairtenna going on here - they're a lot longer than they were back in Ishval!]

I've always liked your hairstyle.

[...Not that he realizes that he's copied it or anything...]

[explosivecombat]

[Don't worry, Kimblee has yet to notice, either.]

Ah, thank you - although I admit that it's foregoing practicality for aesthetics. When it's cut short, it looks painfully stupid; I've had it long since I was a teenager.

[glaciates]

Yeah, I can definitely see why. Short hair's kind of a pain.

[Though to be fair, he's pretty sure Kimblee could rock any kind of haircut...]

[explosivecombat]

[...oh, you have not seen him with short hair. "Shaved cat" does not even begin to do it justice - Kimblee's hair is incredibly thin and ridiculously lank, so if you crop it too close the result is honestly closer to "shaved cat with mange."]

It is, yes. I do imagine it would be more convenient for you, however, given how close you have to be to others for your alchemy to work in certain circumstances - I'm assuming that was the logic behind the...ah, cropping in Ishval?

[And he's back to actively playing with that weird forelock again as he speaks; no, really, this is mesmerizing...]

[glaciates]

[Okay that's... kind of pathetic, really. But you could probably work it! ...The irritation would be adorable, at least!]

Yeah, it would be easier. And everyone who went through basic had their hair cropped off - or did you manage to get out of that?

[His tone is light; he's obviously teasing.]

I wasn't fond of it, obviously. I'm used to having my hair longer so it was... kind of uncomfortable, really. It would probably make more sense to chop it all off but... well, I've gotten used to fighting with it long.

[A shrug! He'll let you keep playing with that strand of hair it's... kind of nice, okay.]

[explosivecombat]

Ah, that's right, you were just out of basic - no, believe me, I had to go through my own horrendous shaved-cat stage then, too.

[What with how easily the conversation is suddenly going, Isaac is clearly relaxing; it's...nice, really.]

And I always did like watching you fight, those few times we shared the battlefield; it was fascinating, really. I'd like to see it again sometime.

[glaciates]

Yeah? Oh c'mon, I bet you didn't look half as bad.

[This is actually the most relaxed he's been in quite some time. That might have even been some playful flirting! Maybe. More likely than not it was Isaac putting himself down, but you know. Same thing, right?]

Really? Well, I can't use my alchemy here, but I'm keeping up with my own training.

[Technically he can never use his alchemy again. He won't be returning home, after all. But he's fine with that. It's not something to bring up now.]

Now that some of my Pokémon have evolved, I can actually spar with them. It's good practice.

[Not that he really needs to worry - he suspects Bradley's returned home. He doesn't have anyone to really worry about here.]

[explosivecombat]

[...Isaac, you almost flirted with him just now. He's proud of you.

Either way, the comment about alchemy causes an involuntary tightening of his grip against Isaac's hand; he doesn't seem to realize that he's doing it, and to his credit his expression doesn't flicker too badly, if at all, but he isn't exactly happy with that topic and is pleased when Isaac moves on from it.]

Oh, I can imagine; mine aren't exactly well-suited for that, though I have been keeping my fighting strength up as well as possible.

[glaciates]

[Isaac does notice Kimblee's grip tighten, and for a moment he looks mildly confused. If there's an issue, Kimblee will tell him. He relaxes again; whatever it is that's bothering Kimblee, it probably isn't too bad.]

Yeah? Well if you're worried about keeping up, you could always borrow one of mine.

[...]

Or you know, spar with me.

[...You're getting a smirk now, Kimblee!]

[explosivecombat]

[...Isaac, he is dating you right now

so it is perfectly fine and understandable that he found that

really goddamn sexy just now

right

of course it is]

Is that so~?

Perhaps I'll have to take you up on that sometime; don't expect me to go easy on you.

[glaciates]

[...Just don't tell him that or you'll get 8D and that probably won't help any.]

I'd be insulted if you did. I look forward to it.

[Kimblee was amazing in Ishval, but obviously Isaac never had the chance to fight against him. He's still smirking, quite pleased with himself. Isaac has never been very confident, but when it comes to his abilities...]