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[elementalherodragonlord]

CRUSH CONFESSION

♡ comment with your character!

♡ some mysterious person has feelings for you, ones they couldn't confess until this particular instant. now's their shot to fess up!

♡ thread out a gradual discovery (and maybe more). unless things get awkward. unless things get wild. you never know who might have become your secret admirer after they noticed how unforgettable you are!

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[ash_elvhen]

[Having a one-night stand with one of the most popular people in his graduating class wasn't really in Oren's agenda for the evening when Adora invited him to their local gay bar for a Pride event. The original plan was to let Adora dress him up, have a few drinks together, and then go home. Steps one and two went as expected, the two of them ending up at one end of the bar in matching glittered cheeks with matching pink martini glasses, until Taashath met Oren's eyes from across the room. Things escalated so quickly from there that all Oren could do was hold on for the ride.

This is not Oren's normal Saturday night. He's only ever had one even remotely similar experience in college, mostly having had sex in the context of one long-term relationship in the first couple years of undergrad. He hopes Adora will forgive him for disappearing on her but this is an opportunity he really couldn't pass up.

Oren had such a massive crush on Taashath when they were teenagers. He shined like the sun up on their school stage and in their shared classes, Oren couldn't help but be drawn in by him. It was a totally impossible prospect though. They were in completely different social spheres and they barely even spoke to each other unless they were in the same groups for in-class activities.

The crush cooled over time but the attraction never did. Now, laying in Taashath's bed, he's captivated. Taashath is still one of the most beautiful people Oren has ever seen even with his hair out of place and makeup sweating off. Oren is pretty sure the glitter that was applied to his cheeks hours ago must be all over the place, too, so he certainly can't judge.

Oren's got one hand resting solidly on Taashath's back, cradling him against his body, and one hand slowly trailing up and down the arm Taashath has draped across him. When Taashath tilts his head up towards him, Oren reaches up to wipe at a smudge of red under Taashath's mouth. He returns the smile, an amused expression on his face.]

I didn't realize you'd built up expectations so quickly. I'm glad I didn't let you down.

[quietgardens]

[Oh, Oren, don't do that, he only came like 5 minutes ago, you can't just touch his mouth like that. In the dim light of Taashath's bedroom (and they had left a lamp on, much to Taashath's enduring delight), it's easy to see how his pupils dilate.]

Ah.

[He ducks his head a little and laughs.]

Not so quickly, to be honest. I nursed a crush on you all through high school. A bit embarrassing to admit, I was very shy about it.

[ash_elvhen]

[Oren almost completely misses what Taashath is saying, too busy watching his eyes, thinking about asking if he can kiss him again, but then...]

Wait--I'm sorry, you had a crush on me???

[He sits up a little on his arms, surprised.]

Are you serious???

[Once he realizes he's knocked Taashath slightly off of his chest he readjusts himself so he can be a better pillow.]

Sorry--I just...I can't believe it.

[quietgardens]

[Well, this is going in a different direction than expected. Taashath makes a tiny noise of discontent when Oren moves, but takes the opportunity to adjust how he's snuggled up, angled more for looking at Oren than merging with his shoulder.]

Yes? Oren, when we were 15 you held an umbrella over me so I wouldn't get wet during a fire drill. It was like something out of a romantic movie, and you didn't even make a big deal out of it, like it was just something people do.

[He doesn't seem embarrassed now, somewhere between fond and genuine disbelief.]

[ash_elvhen]

[The fire drill...that was so long ago. Almost 10 years now, but Oren remembers it like it was yesterday. He remembers how nervous he was trying not to make Taashath uncomfortable by standing too close, hiding how flushed his face was from mere proximity.

Oren looks down at Taashath now, processing his expression. His voice comes out quieter than it was moments ago.]

I thought it...was just something people do....

[He covers his face with his hands.]

I can't believe this....Taashath....I had a crush on you all through high school.

these are the stupidest smart people goddammit

[quietgardens]

[Taashath is opening his mouth to say something to the tune of 'well, yes, that's something insanely sweet kissable boys do', but then Oren drops that second line and he just. Stops. His eyes go wide and he just stares for a long moment.]

You--

[Oh, his voice was up like a couple octaves there, impressive. He clears his throat, mind suddenly racing.]

You did.

[It doesn't sound like a question, more like something he's trying out and unsure of.]

That's... God. I had no idea.

they EXTREMELY ARE

[ash_elvhen]

[Oren drops his hands a little from his face so he can peek at Taashath when he goes quiet, meeting his wide eyes, then drops them to his sides again.]

Well! I was trying very hard to keep it that way at the time!

[He stares at Taashath in silence for a moment and then he can't help but laugh. It comes out in a little burst, unexpected.]

This is so... [One of his hands goes to his forehead, fingers through his curls, pushing them out of his face.] completely unbelievable.

[Oren flops back down on Taashath's pillows more fully, looking up at the ceiling.]

And now--now, almost ten years later, I'm finding out that those feelings were mutual in your bed. Is this actually happening right now??

[quietgardens]

[Taashath's chest flutters a little when Oren laughs. This whole situation feels like something out of a dream, but he's always been good in strange or high-tension situations. Oren embraces the vertical, but Taashath quietly shifts so he can sit up, hip and thigh still tucked up against Oren's side.]

Ah, well-- In the event that we aren't sharing an erotic dream sequence out of a french indie film...

[He leans forward, back into Oren's field of vision.]

Would you like to get brunch in the morning? As a date. I understand if we, ah, missed our window, but I'd had a fantastic time tonight even discounting the nostalgia.

[ash_elvhen]

[When Taashath shifts Oren finds himself distracted again at the sight of him. His eyes roaming from Taashath's eyes, mouth, down his chest, then back as he processes the question he's being asked. Another smile warms Oren's expression, this one much more affectionate than amused.

Taashath wants him to spend the night. He had a good time with him. He doesn't want it to be a one time thing. He wants to go on a date. With Oren.]

I, uh, don't really have anything to wear--[The tone is light, a little joke.]--but, yes. I'd love to go on a date with you. I should just...probably text Adora to let her know I won't be home tonight.

[quietgardens]

[Cards on the table-- Taashath laughs openly at Oren's joke about the clothes. He's feeling a little giddy.]

I'd offer to lend you some of mine, but I think they'd be a bit tight around the shoulders. You could go home to grab something, or we could make it an aesthetic choice. I doubt we'd be the only people at the diner in last night's clothes.

[He glances over to the mess of their clothes on the floor.]

Do you need help finding your phone? My roommate is already, ah, aware of where I ran off to. She practically shoved me out of our booth when I noticed you across the room.

[ash_elvhen]

[With a chuckle, Oren bends over the side of Taashath's bed and scoops up his pants. His arms are long, he doesn't even need to stretch much.]

I've got it.

[As he's digging the phone out of his pocket he keeps talking.]

I'm glad to hear that if I run into your roommate later tonight she won't be alarmed.

[When the phone comes out he notices a few messages from Adora. He swipes to open the thread and sees that he's not the only one who got lucky tonight. His eyebrows go up.]

Oh--I...guess it's a good thing I'm spending the night after all.

[He messages back that he won't be home anyway and that he expects details tomorrow after his brunch date, sets his phone down on the bedside table, and turns himself back towards Taashath.]

Okay, I'm all yours.

maaaaybe thread end??? did we do it???

[quietgardens]

[You know, Taashath WAS going to comment on the thing with the roommates. He was. It sounds like Oren's friend got laid too and honestly, good for her. He's going to have a spider-man pointing incident with Pearl in the morning and everything.]

[But then Oren dropped that last line, and now Taashath is distracted by a flurry of butterflies.]

All mine, huh?

[He laughs and rolls over so he can be on top of Oren again, smiling.]

I'd better make the most of that.