[ Hearing ominous noises upon his return home after a long day (more like week... maybe more than a week straight,) never sits well with Yzak. He perks up instantly and gets the creeping feeling that some sort of shenanigans are afoot. The thud against the wall, the way Ryunosuke's voice is pitched upward and the fact that Yzak can feel that tilde when he addresses him. ]
Ryunosuke?
[ And then comes that clacking of heels against the floor that definitely do not belong to his mother. (and yes yzak can tell, the mama's boy that he actually is and as weird as that sounds)
...
. . .
He feels the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, as if a shadow is slowly engulfing him. Part of him, the part of him that doesn't want to believe it, knows deep down what's coming. Yzak stares at the corner of the hallway where that sound is coming from as it grows closer, like some dumb prey animal about to get caught by a hunting predator. (a sexy one) ]
[While he's still walking, Ryunosuke takes a deep breath and does one of his little face slap rituals to try and psych himself up. YES this is impulsive, YES it's stupid, but he's going to make it work, dammit.
So the "predator" in question rounds the corner, and... Hmm. Can you really call this man "sexy", with the way he practically stumbles into view and immediately snaps into that rigid, upright posture he's so fond of taking when he's agitated in some way? It is exactly as Yzak fears, though: his inter-dimensional boyfriend has been... Maid.
It's not even a particularly skimpy outfit or anything, which is maybe for the best since we know Yzak would extra implode if it were. Indeed, Ryunosuke is sporting a simple black dress, knee-length with some lacy trim. Some lacy white headwear accented with a navy-blue bow sits perched atop his spiky black hair, and his feet are clad in those black high-heeled shoes which were making such a racket a moment ago. And of course: he has a frilly white apron on over the dress, tied neatly to accent his stupid skinny waist.
His face is bright red, and one corner of his mouth twitches as he puts on beaming smile and says:]
W-w-welcome home, M-master Yzak!!!
[He nearly shouts the greeting as he goes into a kind of aggressive bow... Not a polite curtsy as would suit a demure maid, but the kind of bow he's most used to giving, as a young man who is trying to be humble and respectful when greeting someone he knows. Ryunosuke is CLEARLY not hella comfortable in this outfit, but BY GOD is he making an effort to try and look like he is anyway.]
[ Unfortunately for Yzak the way Ryu awkwardly stumbles out and then tries so hard to recover from it with that loud, determined shouting is exactly the kind of thing that endears someone to him. So yes, sadly, this is sexy.
Seldom does Yzak's brain really feel like it's bluescreening, but this comes so unexpectedly (and thankfully he does not come unexpectedly as a result) that he doesn't know what to do for a moment. He just, stares, gaping and wide-eyed, because the mix of natural revulsion he has for maid outfits is clashing against the attraction he has for Ryunosuke. He, too, quickly starts to change color. He goes light pink as he stares at his face, dark pink when he looks down at his legs, red when he looks back up at his cute waist, and then absolutely crimson when he speaks and calls him Master Yzak and that almost takes him out.
He's already losing his composure, rigid and flailing a finger at him and screeching. ]
[Ryunosuke stands there grinning (a little bashfully, tbh) and waits patiently for Yzak finish his meltdown, which is a totally predicted and anticipated response from his Man. It's fine. He knows the spluttering and shrieking means it's a hit. And as for what's REALLY going on here...
He drops character for a moment and rubs the back of his head like the silly little anime guy he is, chuckling awkwardly.]
H-hah... I know, it's a bit ridiculous... Honestly, um. Your mother actually bought this for me...? I, I think she might have meant it as some kind of attempted slight or something, but it got me thinking... That I could use it to. You know... Help you out a bit...
[Have you heard of exposure therapy, Yzak? Ryu sure hasn't, but he's hitting on the principle of it anyway.]
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Ryunosuke?
[ And then comes that clacking of heels against the floor that definitely do not belong to his mother. (and yes yzak can tell, the mama's boy that he actually is and as weird as that sounds)
...
. . .
He feels the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, as if a shadow is slowly engulfing him. Part of him, the part of him that doesn't want to believe it, knows deep down what's coming. Yzak stares at the corner of the hallway where that sound is coming from as it grows closer, like some dumb prey animal about to get caught by a hunting predator. (a sexy one) ]
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So the "predator" in question rounds the corner, and... Hmm. Can you really call this man "sexy", with the way he practically stumbles into view and immediately snaps into that rigid, upright posture he's so fond of taking when he's agitated in some way? It is exactly as Yzak fears, though: his inter-dimensional boyfriend has been... Maid.
It's not even a particularly skimpy outfit or anything, which is maybe for the best since we know Yzak would extra implode if it were. Indeed, Ryunosuke is sporting a simple black dress, knee-length with some lacy trim. Some lacy white headwear accented with a navy-blue bow sits perched atop his spiky black hair, and his feet are clad in those black high-heeled shoes which were making such a racket a moment ago. And of course: he has a frilly white apron on over the dress, tied neatly to accent his stupid skinny waist.
His face is bright red, and one corner of his mouth twitches as he puts on beaming smile and says:]
W-w-welcome home, M-master Yzak!!!
[He nearly shouts the greeting as he goes into a kind of aggressive bow... Not a polite curtsy as would suit a demure maid, but the kind of bow he's most used to giving, as a young man who is trying to be humble and respectful when greeting someone he knows. Ryunosuke is CLEARLY not hella comfortable in this outfit, but BY GOD is he making an effort to try and look like he is anyway.]
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Seldom does Yzak's brain really feel like it's bluescreening, but this comes so unexpectedly (and thankfully he does not come unexpectedly as a result) that he doesn't know what to do for a moment. He just, stares, gaping and wide-eyed, because the mix of natural revulsion he has for maid outfits is clashing against the attraction he has for Ryunosuke. He, too, quickly starts to change color. He goes light pink as he stares at his face, dark pink when he looks down at his legs, red when he looks back up at his cute waist, and then absolutely crimson when he speaks and calls him Master Yzak and that almost takes him out.
He's already losing his composure, rigid and flailing a finger at him and screeching. ]
What the hell is going on!?
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He drops character for a moment and rubs the back of his head like the silly little anime guy he is, chuckling awkwardly.]
H-hah... I know, it's a bit ridiculous... Honestly, um. Your mother actually bought this for me...? I, I think she might have meant it as some kind of attempted slight or something, but it got me thinking... That I could use it to. You know... Help you out a bit...
[Have you heard of exposure therapy, Yzak? Ryu sure hasn't, but he's hitting on the principle of it anyway.]