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Ainen Rosso ([personal profile] flammadecinis) wrote2022-05-15 03:26 pm
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toaflame: (☀ if this problem lies in me)

[personal profile] toaflame 2023-01-03 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
[...oh, he's cooking. Adrian, who is more than a little food driven as a predator-who-likes-food, can't help but perk up a little when he realizes that's food he's smelling. Food in progress, anyway. He won't apologize for startling Rosso though, mostly because he's got some 'SPLAININ TO DO-

All while Adrian stands for a bit too long in the open doorway staring at his little apron...shorts....

Focus. He shuts the door behind him and shrugs off his jacket, tossing it onto the back of the couch before folding his arms firmly across his chest.]


No. More like I'm still tryin' to process how stupid you are.

[R...romance?]
toaflame: (☀ to take my throne above)

[personal profile] toaflame 2023-01-03 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
...what? No, not that.

[He grouses, as if he even bothered to explain to Rosso what the hell he's even talking about...]

You posted about me on the fuckin' Network, idiot!

[...well, not DIRECTLY, and it was anonymous, but he knows it was for sure him now

...well. He has a huge hunch. He just needs to see how Rosso responds first.]
toaflame: (☀ the time will come)

[personal profile] toaflame 2023-01-03 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
Of course I'm fucking talkin' about that!!!!!

[We do not talk about Rosso telling everyone he's his favorite person, he's flustered enough right now as it is. Can't you SEE how red his face is right now?

Especially since. Of course he did the dumb thing and read the post...of course he did. He needed to see what dumb things people were trying to tell him to do, alright.]


Like, I'm glad you didn't listen to any of the actual batshit insane stuff- [uh oh] -but you did the exact opposite of literally everything you were told to do?? Why'd you make the damn post at all?!
toaflame: (☀ everything inside of me)

[personal profile] toaflame 2023-01-03 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
[...it truly sinks in for Adrian in that moment just how stupid some of the replies to that post were, and he's not sure if Rosso gets that half of the people were just fucking with him. God, if he ever sees those people in public...not that it matters, since it was anon and they didn't know who they were talking to anyway. Maybe some of them actually have rocks for brains and thought those were good ideas.

But. It's less the fact that the replies were bad, and more...telling, that Rosso was considering each and every one because he wanted to do this right. Adrian never even needed any of that, as it was clear that the gesture of taking him out completely went over his head initially to begin with. His brain just isn't hard wired towards things like that, and yet...

This is definitely not the good kind of embarrassed. Adrian feels that familiar cold wash of "you fucked up" overtake him as his wings droop low behind his back, his previously lashing tail dropping down limp against the floor.]


Hey. Don't-

[He grits his teeth, kneads his claws into the carpet, and then hazards moving a step or two further into the apartment. Rosso is still in the kitchen with Adrian hovering in the den, yet they're within both eye and earshot.]

I never said I wanted somebody perfect.

[You're perfect to me, though, suddenly flashes in his brain in such a bizarre, intrusive way that it makes his head spin. What the fuck, he's NOT saying that.]

...I...I didn't know it meant that much to you.

[That HE meant so much to Rosso that he was just...trying everything. Willing to ask for advice where Adrian would prefer to just stew and ignore it.]
toaflame: (☀ just wanted to fit in)

[personal profile] toaflame 2023-01-03 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh. He didn't just fuck up.

He fucked up.

Adrian stands dumbly in the middle of Rosso's living room as he talks, but he doesn't say anything or interrupt him. He lets him finish, lets him say his piece, because it's what Adrian wanted, right? An explanation. He came in here guns blazing because he saw that post and got all flustered over it, and didn't really even stop to consider why Rosso even made it in the first place. It wasn't just on a whim or to be at his expense or anything like that. He was...trying, even if it ended up being kindof silly.

It's more than Adrian did, which was nothing. It isn't like Rosso wasn't giving him every sign under the sun that the feelings were there, he just chose to ignore it because "no way somebody could like me like that". It's just impossible, right?

And yeah, Adrian knows better than most how alone Rosso is. He doesn't have any of the Masters to go to for advice. The people here were really his only recourse, and the same goes for Adrian in most cases.

Adrian finally moves after what feels like an eternity, stepping soundlessly from the den into the kitchen proper. As much as he wants to come close, he doesn't invade Rosso's space right now because he knows good and well it probably isn't wanted. It's not hard to tell just from his tone of voice that his feelings have been hurt, and for what? Adrian not taking a half second to rub two braincells together.

He's not good at it, but it's time to try to use those words he's too busy keeping locked in his head all the time.]


What you did for me...what you keep doin' is some of the nicest shit anyone has ever done for me, and I won't hesitate to kick your ass if you dare say you fucked anythin' up again.

[...okay, bad start. He inhales through his teeth, pulling a hand through his mane until his claws get stuck and he has to awkwardly shake it free.]

I'm...Ainen, I'm sorry. I came in here runnin' my mouth 'bout shit that I don't know nothin' 'bout. It ain't like I know what the hell I'm doin' either. I've...I've never even tried to do anythin' like this before.

...not like you have.

[...]

All I've done is sit with my thumb up my ass. I'm only here cause'a you.

[And...maybe there's something messed up in his brain that recognizes Rosso as one of the best things that's ever happened to him, and in some wild fit of self depreciation is trying everything it can to destroy it. That, or maybe Adrian is just...thick-headed at the best of times, and has a knack for putting both feet in his mouth at once.

He chances stepping a bit closer until he's standing by the stove, just a few feet away from Rosso within touching distance while still giving him space.]


I didn't mean to make you feel like you messed up.
toaflame: (☀ cause this will be)

[personal profile] toaflame 2023-01-03 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
[No, Rosso is absolutely right to be confused, because the mixed messages Adrian is sending are quite literally off the charts. He knows that, yet it's hard to figure out what even he wants when he's so used to acting on impulse. Flying off the handle. Shouting and cursing until things start to make sense, because life has never really afforded him the chance to stop and think, or to act better than that.

The fact that Rosso can't even look at him right now stings, yet he doesn't feel like he deserves any different when he's the one acting like a fool.]


I don't...want you to do anythin'. I mean...you can do whatever you want, but like...I don't want you to feel like you gotta do somethin' specific or special for me.

[I don't deserve it]

...look. It ain't an excuse, I'll say that up front, but sometimes I just...this fuckin' monster brain, or whatever, it makes me... [He shakes his head, his lip curling. He knows what he's trying to say, but finding the words is hard.] ...I guess you're right in sayin' that post did kinda freak me out a little. Not 'cause of anythin' you did or said, but more like...I saw it, and all I could think about was people pryin' into our business. Your business. Like, I know you asked for advice, but all I could see was people fuckin' with you, and it made me...mad. Like I needed to go say somethin' or do somethin' on a post that's months old by now.

[His throat flexes, because he knows what he's about to say is...insane, but it's the best way he can describe it.]

You're mine now. And the territorial part of my stupid brain wants to keep you an' whatever we're doin' all to myself. It's exactly what I did with that bitch, and I know it, but I...it ain't somethin' I've gotten a handle on yet.

But it ain't all instinct, or whatever. I just don't think before I run my mouth.
toaflame: (☀ and watch from far away)

[personal profile] toaflame 2023-01-03 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
[The thing is, Adrian only gets protective like this over people he really cares about, and as many people as he considers "friend" in Ryslig, there are only a select few that fall firmly under that umbrella. Maya, Hanna, Kaito...Misha too, when he was in Adrian's life. So it's less a sense of "you can't do things without my input" and more...that he doesn't want to see Rosso getting heckled, or taken advantage of. He's allowed to do that, nobody else. Not that most people on that post were doing that...it seemed, actually, that the vast majority was actually trying to help. For better or worse.]

...and that's fine. Like. ...I make more anon posts than I do real ones. You've prob'ly seen 'em by now.

[Hell, Rosso has commented to several. Adrian's sure he's figured it out at this point.]

So like. Don't think you gotta not make any anymore. It's fine, really.

[Adrian will get over it, he's just got to work through his emotions like a Big Boy.

And that would be that, he thinks...if it weren't for the fact that Rosso keeps talking, and he says that he wants Adrian to be posessive, and he can feel his tail actually curl in response. He wants that...?

...okay, fuck it, he's not just going to keep standing here like a dumbass. He crosses the rest of the space separating them, and since Rosso has turned to face him (he just isn't looking at him), it's easier for Adrian to reach out and tentatively put his padded hands on Rosso's hips. He doesn't do anything, he just...rests them there, warm and soft, to keep a point of contact going as he talks.]


You really do make me mad as hell sometimes, but it's always gonna be over like...dumb shit, okay? Shit that don't matter. So when it matters, I...wanna try to be better about not doin' that. I'd never forgive myself if I fucked up a good thing just cause I can't keep myself under control.

...and. I.

[His ears droop, nearly invisible in his mane.]

Fuck, Ainen.

[Why is it so hard to just....

His paws shift a little, and without thinking he lifts Rosso up, suddenly. Impulsively, like most things he does these days. If there wasn't a hot stove literally right there he would have done this differently, but whatever. He holds Rosso up, chest-to-chest with Rosso's feet not touching the ground, and he kisses him. A bit tentatively, but purposeful. Apologetic. It lasts just for a moment before they part, and Adrian moves his grip on Rosso to pull him into a real, honest to god hug for once.]
toaflame: (☀ but you always knew)

I spent literally 45 minutes digging through threads trying to find this word u better appreciate it

[personal profile] toaflame 2023-01-03 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[Where Adrian has a knack for flustering Rosso, Rosso sure knows how to completely catch him off guard pretty much at every opportunity. He had already worried that just doing this much would be too far when they’d just been having a pretty serious argument, so to have Rosso reposition himself so that he’s sitting up on his hips, well. He doesn’t feel quite so bad now about wishing he’d done that from the outset, even if it leaves him extremely hyper aware of. Everything. Just everything.

Adrian’s whiskers twitch for a moment, his expression a bit goofy with his surprise, before he settles on adopting a less firm, more relaxed grip at Rosso’s hips now that he’s holding onto him better. Maybe he’ll just hold onto his thighs instead….yeah.

Anyway……

They’ve kissed, but everything still feels like so much all at once as they embrace by the stove, and Adrian is certain Rosso can feel his stupid heart beating way too hard deep in his chest.]


…couldn’t agree more.

[Trying to navigate a normal conversation can be a minefield for Adrian on a good day, after all. And while they’ve so far managed to work around each others’ various eccentricies…he hates to imagine what a “real” fight between them would look like. But that’s what he signed up for, and he’s willing to deal with that if and when it comes, for Rosso’s sake.

He rests his head against the other’s for a long moment, wracking his brain. Trying to remember…]


Nae sarang.
toaflame: (☀ and you)

[personal profile] toaflame 2023-01-04 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Hah...fluent in being a sap, maybe.

[At least Rosso is receiving it well! He had the slightest twinge of worry that he might take offense to just how horrifically he's butchering these words, because rest assured he will continue to pronounce them badly.

His expression softens a touch as he keeps Rosso held close, their foreheads still touching while whatever Rosso is making for their dinner bubbles audibly on the stove behind him. Dangerously close, but it's fine, Adrian probably won't let his tail catch fire.]


...'preciate it, babe.

[OH we're breaking that out now, okay]

And...next time I got some kinda beef, I'll try to...talk to you 'bout it normal first.

[You know, before he breaks the door down screaming. If Rosso can get better about that, so can he.]
toaflame: (☀ here we are)

[personal profile] toaflame 2023-01-04 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
Oh didn't I?

[Adrian smirks, his tail twitching behind him as Rosso tries to instruct him on the proper use of Elrian words. Now, he COULD just drop Rosso, but he doesn't really want to do that...he can think of something better.]

Lessee...

[He sticks his tongue out for a moment, as if trying to figure out how to position it, before saying with all the confidence in the world:]

Nee Sorange.

[Is he being a shit on purpose? Is he just having that much trouble?

Who can say......]
toaflame: (☀ farewell)

[personal profile] toaflame 2023-01-04 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh hello. Rosso leans in close, practically murmuring the syllables against Adrian's muzzle, causing his whiskers to twitch again. His paws shift as well, kneading slightly against Rosso's very plush thighs.]

...Nae-

[Adrian closes the gap between them mid-word, catching Rosso in a kiss. A kiss with tongue this time, thanks, enough so that by the time Adrian pulls away again, his tongue is still lolling from his mouth and Rosso's lips are left just slightly glistening from it.

And he smirks.]


Sarang.
toaflame: (☀ as a child you would wait)

[personal profile] toaflame 2023-01-04 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
Guess not...but I might need you to teach me some of the others sometimes. Kinda hard, with my fangs and all.

[So yes, Rosso is ABSOLUTELY correct that this is not and will not be the last time Adrian butchers Elrian...

As much as he'd love to keep holding him though, he does finally move to set Rosso back down on the floor, reaching out to...sort of awkwardly tug down the front of his apron, it got bunched up between them during all of that.]


Anyway, uh. We good?

[Until the next argument, or meltdown, or whatever else. But hey, that's all part of being in a relationship, ain't it?]

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