[ Dash nudges the door open slowly, poking his head in first. It looks like he's got a bag slung of his back. ]
Hey there, [ he says, waving a little once he's inside. ] I brought some things I had lying around... [ Shaking the bag a bit to emphasize as much, he peers over at Jiho's work. ]
Is there any way I can help or something? It would probably be more like you helping me. Maybe between the two of us, we can actually make something recognizable.
[jiho might be a little surprised to hear that. it's definitely nice for him to have some of dash's company. that's reflected in his smile.]
This isn't a date, is it? [wait, he needs to say that a little louder. possibly go to his door.] Dash, this isn't a date, is it? Do you think the other Mr. Dash heard me?
I would never do a thing like that to you, Jiho. [ And, like Jiho's mental scenario where he carries Dash past Neve to no reaction at all, it's probably quite clear that Dash would absolutely never put Jiho in actual danger.
Nope.
But it is kind of fun to back-and-forth about it. ]
So! Tell me. [ He smiles brilliantly, setting a skein of yarn on his lap. ] Are we going to dinner on our date?
I have some stolen MREs. I think most of them are meat loaf.
[in case of emergency. jiho's been collecting more things like that lately, wanting to make sure that they're always prepared for the worst.]
Do you like Italian? Just don't tell the owner that you're my date. He might ask me about the first one right in front of you and that would be awkward. No one likes a playboy, right?
You're really proactive, Jiho, [ Dash says, giving him a look that's something akin to surprise. Not because of what he said, but because of what Jiho said.
Meatloaf? Really? ]
Wow, you're dating someone besides me, Jiho? [ Dash puts his hand to his chest, still holding onto a skein of yarn when he does it. ] I honestly don't know what to say. You really are a playboy, huh?
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[ He's puttering around now, throwing some things in a bag and making ready to head your way, Jiho! ]
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[jiho's always made it a habit of keeping his senses sharp, so he hears dash by the time he's at the top of the stairs.
he's currently doing...something with his yarn. making knots with his needles, mostly.]
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Hey there, [ he says, waving a little once he's inside. ] I brought some things I had lying around... [ Shaking the bag a bit to emphasize as much, he peers over at Jiho's work. ]
What are you making?
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[it's mumbled, brows knitting more than jiho is as he concentrates. he takes a heavy breath before looking up at dash.]
Hey. Thanks for coming up here.
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Mm-mm, I'm happy to be here. Is it okay if I sit? [ He points to the spot nearest Jiho. ]
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[he and rook nap a lot. there doesn't seem to be a point in making it up.]
You came prepared.
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Naps are sacred. ]
Well, it's a lot harder for me to use these things now, but I've been collecting them anyway. I thought you might get more use out of them.
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Is there any way I can help or something? It would probably be more like you helping me. Maybe between the two of us, we can actually make something recognizable.
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It's more fun to make things together, isn't it?
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[jiho might be a little surprised to hear that. it's definitely nice for him to have some of dash's company. that's reflected in his smile.]
This isn't a date, is it? [wait, he needs to say that a little louder. possibly go to his door.] Dash, this isn't a date, is it? Do you think the other Mr. Dash heard me?
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[ He laughs a little at the second remark. ]
I'm not sure. Should we try it a little louder? [ He raises his voice a bit. ] Neve, I'm going on a date with Jiho!
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[it's a mock accusal. he could carry dash down those stairs in his arms and neve would probably just give him a flat look for it.
he didn't expect dash to play along, but it's pretty cute.]
He knows I'm full of it, but if he hears you say that, he's coming for me.
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I would never do a thing like that to you, Jiho. [ And, like Jiho's mental scenario where he carries Dash past Neve to no reaction at all, it's probably quite clear that Dash would absolutely never put Jiho in actual danger.
Nope.
But it is kind of fun to back-and-forth about it. ]
So! Tell me. [ He smiles brilliantly, setting a skein of yarn on his lap. ] Are we going to dinner on our date?
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[in case of emergency. jiho's been collecting more things like that lately, wanting to make sure that they're always prepared for the worst.]
Do you like Italian? Just don't tell the owner that you're my date. He might ask me about the first one right in front of you and that would be awkward. No one likes a playboy, right?
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Meatloaf? Really? ]
Wow, you're dating someone besides me, Jiho? [ Dash puts his hand to his chest, still holding onto a skein of yarn when he does it. ] I honestly don't know what to say. You really are a playboy, huh?