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interstellar55552015-10-26 05:32 pm
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What a mess, what a mystery we've made
Who: Kido and Momo
What: A date because they're losers
When: After the Pride event, before the Virgo event.
Where: Random places about the city.
Warnings: They're sappy and stupid lesbeans and we'll let you know if more comes later.
[The last few days have been a literal hell. Finding out two of her bandmates had nearly been killed. Getting slammed with a memory she didn't have, watching a woman (sister...?) she didn't know burning alive while twisting herself around in a stupid joke laser maze. Waking up from nightmares of burning houses whenever she tried to close her eyes for more than a few minutes at a time...
When Momo told her she had time tonight, Kido jumped at the chance. The chance to get out of the penthouse, to try to forget about the sister she never had, to get away from Pride for a little while and their goddamn stunt.
The only problem was that Kido had promised Momo a skirt on her body next they met. And boy howdy did she feel naked as hell. She reached for her hood to pull it over her face only to realize she didn't have it on. She was going all out on this--partially because she wanted to avoid the gaze of anyone who might be suspicious of her, and partially because she wanted Momo to say she looked good again. Skirt and blouse and sunglasses and hair tied up and thigh high socks everywhere (even if one kept slipping down and she just gave up so it was currently bunched up around her calf. act like it's on purpose. it's fashion now). She checks her phone so many times as she waits at their meeting spot (their spot, she thinks, like they're going to use this much more often, like there's significance to it) that she's drained a good portion of the battery away by the time Momo shows up. She's jumpy to everyone who even might be acknowledging her. With no way to cover her face, she wonders if anyone will recognize her.]
What: A date because they're losers
When: After the Pride event, before the Virgo event.
Where: Random places about the city.
Warnings: They're sappy and stupid lesbeans and we'll let you know if more comes later.
[The last few days have been a literal hell. Finding out two of her bandmates had nearly been killed. Getting slammed with a memory she didn't have, watching a woman (sister...?) she didn't know burning alive while twisting herself around in a stupid joke laser maze. Waking up from nightmares of burning houses whenever she tried to close her eyes for more than a few minutes at a time...
When Momo told her she had time tonight, Kido jumped at the chance. The chance to get out of the penthouse, to try to forget about the sister she never had, to get away from Pride for a little while and their goddamn stunt.
The only problem was that Kido had promised Momo a skirt on her body next they met. And boy howdy did she feel naked as hell. She reached for her hood to pull it over her face only to realize she didn't have it on. She was going all out on this--partially because she wanted to avoid the gaze of anyone who might be suspicious of her, and partially because she wanted Momo to say she looked good again. Skirt and blouse and sunglasses and hair tied up and thigh high socks everywhere (even if one kept slipping down and she just gave up so it was currently bunched up around her calf. act like it's on purpose. it's fashion now). She checks her phone so many times as she waits at their meeting spot (their spot, she thinks, like they're going to use this much more often, like there's significance to it) that she's drained a good portion of the battery away by the time Momo shows up. She's jumpy to everyone who even might be acknowledging her. With no way to cover her face, she wonders if anyone will recognize her.]

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If she hadn't seen the photo in the text, there was no way Momo would have recognized her at first. There was so much to take in, and... she really did look amazing. Her hair, her skirt, her...
... no, the socks thing. That couldn't be... It had to be a coincidence. But it was still a coincidence that really worked for Momo. She approached quietly, almost but not quite sheepish. She still wasn't used to this whole 'dating the enemy' thing.]
Hey.
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Kido smiles when she approaches, reaching up to tuck Momo's hair behind her ear in a HOPEFULLY VERY CHARMING AND ATTRACTIVE way.] I'm glad you came. [As if she was worried Momo might not show up this time. She tries not to take the quiet approach as negative judgment of her apparel and general person, but she's been especially worried since the whole... hazing... of how people see her.]
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Wouldn't miss it for anything. You... you look really nice.
[REALLY NICE. LIKE. DANG.]
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You do, too. But you always look nice.
[Since the brushing of the hair worked out, Kido is a little more daring, leaning over to kiss Momo's cheek. They're dating. This is okay. It's not like they haven't kissed before. This is how you date. She needs the upper hand.]
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Like you ever don't.
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[She reaches for Momo's hand, tugging her forward to walk. Come on, so they can find some place other people won't see them. Momo's still recognizable.]
Do you want to go get dinner? [Date stuff!]
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Yeah, but still. No matter what you have on you look nice, because you're you!
[There might be a tiny gurgle in her stomach at the thought of food, yeah.]
Sounds good. You have anything in mind?
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There's a little place nearby. Quiet. Pretty private. Is that okay?
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Did your bandmates bother you about leaving or anything? [She's bad at small talk and she knows she has to sneak out if she wants to leave without being made up.]
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Not really? I know at least one of them is really into the idea of us dating, though, so that helps. I'm getting good at sneaking!
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Well, at least he's okay with it. I wouldn't want to get my ass kicked by a Virgo musician or something.
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Yup! Hopefully eventually I can tell the others, but... y'know...
[She's scared.]
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... Does doing this bother you?
[Her voice catches halfway through. She doesn't really want the answer.]
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Not "bother," but... I'm not as strong as you. I get worried about the rebelling thing. But you're worth dealing with that worry. So please don't think that I don't want this, I just... I don't know.
[A sigh.]
It... it's complicated. But I don't want to stop, if that's what you're asking.
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I'm not going anywhere, if you want to wait. Until you figure it out.
[And that says a lot. Kido gives a shit that Momo's comfortable. She wants to hold onto her and not let her go, but...
She's never cared this much about anybody before.
God that's stupid, isn't it.]
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Nah. You're stuck with me.
[Get it? Like... like tree sap? It's sticky.]
Like I said: you're worth it.
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She's got. The Mad Dokis. Jesus, Momo, why are you so cute. She pauses long enough to lean over and kiss her.]
I'm lucky, then. I got to you before someone else could.
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After the kiss she leans against Kido's shoulder a li'l. For closeness.]
Mmhm. You snatched me right up!
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[She likes that closeness, moving her hand to move it around Momo's waist LIKE A LOSER.]
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[She presses even closer at that, grinning. Kido is best gf.]
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Savor it while you can. I'm not going out like this in public again. I feel naked.
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[Because y'know. You suggested a thing in those texts, Kido. And she followed through. JS.]
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Will I get to see, later, then?
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I hope so.
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I'd take you away now, if I didn't feel like it wouldn't be respectable to take this elsewhere without dinner first.
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[A glance around.]
Are we close, by the way?
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[Traditional food. Her mom didn't cook it but, well. Someone did and she still likes it so it doesn't matter.]
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This place looks great!
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The spotlight suits you, anyway.
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[Blushublushu]
Yeah, well... the lighting guys are really good at their job! I mean, uh! Thanks. Thanks. That's what I meant.
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Do you get that way every time someone compliments you or am I special?
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But I'm being honest.
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[Bluuuuush.]
Well, uh. Thanks.
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