[Kysaly]

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"I can agree there." Sometimes, that's all that the medical field felt like. One lie after another, until there was hardly anything left for themselves to know if auting was true. Honesty was important, maybe even the most important.
Because of that reason, Kysaly found themselves a bit distraught by his next words. For a moment, Kysaly perked honest the idea of themselves being interesting enough for someone to court. Almost immediately afterwards, they'd deflate, realizing that they were referring to a good coffee joint to go to. You couldn't see it on Kysaly's face, but they were internally pouting.

The mixed signals were confusing then a bit too much, with the wink and the man standing over them giving them a shock as to what to feel. They hadn't dated since college, and even then it was usually drunken flings for a good time. Is that what Nobu wanted? Did he want someone convenient? Why the hell was Kysaly even caring? They'd shake their head, trimming to remove the thoughts from their mind. Kysaly was a business person, so they needed to play the game. Kysaly would stand, being meer inches away from the position that Nobu had taken over them. "It was a pleasure to make your acquaintance. My door will always be open for you to come in and get something, no matter what that may be." A sly little grin, before they'd let themselves longer in their proximity a little too long. "I should be careful to expect too much, someone like you is bound to a lot of suitors... I wouldn't want you to bring in a big crowd."

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[Nobu]

While being a devilish type at times for the sake of jest, Nobu knew that he didn't want to end their meeting on something sour. It was clear that he had an effect on Kysaly and that the feeling was mutual, but the conflict that seeped through the body language of the cafe owner meant that it would be ideal to leave on a much more positive note. Nobu was in no place to date when he had a sick little ritual of being toxic to himself in the mirror before his outings, but desire didn't work so simply.

There was normalcy in Kysaly's establishment. It was small, hard-fought for and real. It wasn't a mountain of mischief and games, a reprieve from the dark of the world. There had to be more to Kysaly for someone to want something like that. They admonished themselves even while having their business be grown from the ground. As the proprietor would enter the man's space, he couldn't help but lean his midsection forward slightly and his upper body back.

Inviting. "You'll see me. Especially if you have dinner with me when you're next available, my treat." Unsure if he would sound undesirable for being so available, he wondered how someone might respect his vague "work" he focused on. Eventually, people wouldn't be so charitable or he'd attract the wrong kind of contractors and would need a job again. Thankfully, being in the soulless corporate life helped him save.

Out of all of the boldness, asking someone out for dinner during a first meeting was modern-day bold. It used to be more common, not that it was better. But having Kysaly in his space made him feel like all the signs were there. "I'd love to show you some hidden gems you might not know about that are right around the corner, even." He wouldn't move until he had his answer, enjoying Kysaly's space for as long as he could.

Leaning down and whispering in their ear, he would give his last bold move. "If they interested me, I wouldn't be asking you out." It would surely give him the reaction he'd relished. A building tension from complimenting Kysaly prior. How would that tension release in this moment?

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[Kysaly]

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For as bold as Kysaly tried to be, it wasn't something that they were good at. Most of their life had been having their face in books to study, so being faced with someone so forthright was a welcome surprise. Kysaly froze a bit at his movements, but kept their body still like a statue. It was easy to get carried away, which was not something Kysaly should be doing with a man they'd known for a few minutes. A professional like Kysaly was of course, better than that.

"Alright, I'm here every day, so come around when it's best for you. I'll make time." It would be pretty way to close up the shop if needed, as they didn't have enough foot traffic go have to always keep their doors open for all of their hours.

Around the corner, huh? Kysaly would smirk at the thought, realizing that Nobu was a lot more surprising that they had originally thought. Having taken his order, Kysaly could not have anticipated something like this happening.

As he leaned in, Kysaly felt their body slowly dip closer to Nobu, their head moving as if to catch a glimpse of his mouth on their ear. Then, they snapped back to reality; they couldn't play so easy to get, not now. Though their cheeks were flushed, Kysaly would boldly give him a kiss on the cheek, before taking a step back to allow some much needed space. "If you're good, you'll get a kiss on your lips. I expect a good night out, Mr. Igarashi."

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[Nobu]

Something sparked inside of Nobu as Kysaly, whom he treated as just a frightened lamb, showed that they had real courage. They would not recede from Nobu's flirtation, even going as far as to kiss the man on his cheek. While those of less experience would freeze up and be unable to function, Kysaly would see a cool smile and unnerved demeanor from the man who came to the cafe on a whim. Being invited to return just so they could go on a date was already good enough.

Kysaly took it a step further and that excited Nobu. He hadn't had someone so ready for the chase in a while. It wouldn't be a simple chase, just one that didn't energize fear and only encouraged pursuit. There was an assumption, or maybe a small lie, that Nobu was the one that needed to be well-behaved like a good boy. The roles between them would unveil as their energies would collide and react.

"I'll be good, Kys. The question is if you'll be." Winking and walking away, he would feel a heat in his chest, in his breath, in the blood flowing through his veins. Every bit of him intensified with heat and he looked over his shoulder briefly while putting his glasses back on. In that slight moment, Kysaly might see the spark in Nobu's eyes from his quirk. A spark that meant more than just another discharge of lightning.

The spark between them as an unexpected chase was coming to be. "Have a good night, Kysaly. It was lovely meeting you." With that, he would politely exit the cafe and head home. He had a long night ahead of him.

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