[He did just jump him out of nowhere earlier. Sure, the tables have been turned at the moment, but it didn't negate the fact that Rinne did technically just bully him right before.
He tilts his head at the answer though, forgetting his own thoughts earlier in favor of turning that around in his head. Hmmm...]
Are ya sayin' that coz ya don't want to get married, or coz ya don't think you should? Coz if it's the former, that's all right, but if it's the latter-- yer an idiot.
[There's a bark of laughter as he carries the other to the elevator, pressing the button to his floor and waiting for it. No one really pays them any mind. They've probably seen weirder things and more shameless moments in the resort than someone carrying someone to their room.]
Hah. I wonder which one it is. [He knows which one it is.] Mora for your thoughts then? Why would it make me an idiot? Inquisitives minds can't help but wonder.
[Rinne obviously has an opinion and he can't help but be curious.]
Yer attentive, caring, and ya take care of others well. With yer endless patience with me, I'm surprised ya don't even consider yerself hubby material.
[And really, Rinne knows how annoying he can be. Hell, Monika was a refreshing reaction because she reminded him of how people acted back home, the way he planned it. He's pretty sure he can piss off the overly patient Tatsumi more than he can Wriothesley.]
If yer holding back coz of yer past, everyone's got skeletons in their closets. If ya think it's yer schedule, then ya just gotta make time for 'em. And if it's yer personality... Well, I can guarantee ya it's not gonna be half as much of a problem as you think.
Now, if yer just not interested, then there's nothing that can be done there. If anything, I'd say run the other way if someone forces you to tie the knot. But if it's something ya wanna do eventually, then ya just gotta do your best to provide for 'em and make them happy. That's how I see it.
[He can't help but laugh, but there's something flustered in the sound. He can't really hide the slight flush of his face and how his ears burn a little, but he tries and not talk about it.
He should had known better about asking for Rinne's opinion. It's worse because Rinne knew about his past.] It's nothing like that. Whether I'm interested or not is besides the point. [The elevator opens to Wriothesley's floor and he starts to head down the hallway to his room.]
I just don't think it's in my cards. [Why he thinks that is...well, it's simple to him, but Rinne is right. Wriothesley is an idiot.]
Would you like any help with your suit? Not a want to make you uncomfortable, but if you want to deal with it, it might do you better to just get it done with than to let it continue.
I can cool your pool down though if that's what you prefer.
[ Turns out that even half out of his head with the fever of arousal, Keita's Japanese need to decline a first offer outweighs the heat that rages through him at the very idea. ]
[Wriothesley is a business man at the end of the day. He isn't really one to accept a one-sided transaction, always a little hesitant to accept kindness. He's gotten better about it here, but he can understand not wanting to feel indebted.]
I'll be there soon.
[Wriothesley's shoes click against the tile floor as he heads passed all the different pools, peaking into them as he goes to find a familiar face. He knocks a hand against the wall once he finds the pool in question.] Knock knock.
[ There are so few places in the resort where one can be relatively alone, without running into others. Keita has found one of the few, a small, more secluded pool far to the right end of Crane's Respite, and there he's taken refuge from the world. When Wriothesley knocks, he'll find Keita tucked into a corner of the pool, nude and flushed with embarrassment and arousal, although at least his lower half is hidden beneath the surface of the water, which quells the shyness somewhat. ]
Mr. Wr— [ Wait, no. ] Wriothesley.
[ Keita runs a damp hand over his face, trying to cool himself down a little. This is why he had somewhat jokingly asked Wriothesley to freeze him solid—the heat of his own body is nearly unbearable. ]
Will you join me, or should I— [ A shiver, and Keita's throat works as he swallows hard. ] Should I come out?
[Wriothesley starts to undress himself, dropping his clothes into a pile, uncaring about folding it. It's just clothes, after all. His Vision was attached to a chain, resting around his neck. He usually kept it hidden here at the resort, but he'd probably need it for this.] No need. Stay in there and I'll join you.
[He gives the other a polite smile, despite their states of undress and moves to enter the pool that Keita has secluded himself into.] Unless you rather not in the pool? Whatever you're comfortable with, since I can assure you, I'm pretty easygoing with just about anything.
[He slides over to invade Keita's space a little. The shorter man can probably feel it. It's much cooler around Wriothesley and he's even cool to the touch.]
[What are you? A petulant child, Rinne??? But he puts Rinne down since they're now kicking and throwing a fit in his arms and they obviously don't want to be carried anymore.
He tilts his head curiously, watching with a bit of amusement at the change in demeanor.]
Oh? [His day is going very differently than expected. He thought he'd be getting some coffee and head back to his room to tinker about and most likely fall asleep. Now he was going on a date. He tilts his head curiously.] Do my words bother you that much?
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