chronicgambler | IC INBOX for Prisma

in danger wtf??? did u hurt him??

No, I did not hurt him.

[ FINE SENDING HIM THE STOREFRONT LOCATION TOO. ]

If you do not believe me, I can understand.
Here is where we are.

im comin hold on

[He is dashing out the door with mic in hand. You're lucky he was clothed.]

Awww no fun!

Hmmm. In charge in only certain moments.

( gentaro tosses him a sly look, though it’s not entirely heated. right now, he just feels drunk off the honest vulnerability between them. his hand does climb down dice’s chest, though. )

If you were a King, what would I be? You can’t say thief, that’s copyright.

Is that so...? I’m a far cry from a pachinko parlour or a roll of the dice.

( yet he trusts dice when he says that. he rest, honestly believes him. that dice thinks he’s something. they’re something. his fingers idly trace back up into that hair he’s so in love with and so familiar with at this point. )

( his heart skips a beat. a literal beat. an unfiltered smile crosses his lips and he’s mindful to ensure that the oven and the stove are both off before he turns fully in dice’s arms to essentially nuzzle up against the man’s cheek. )

Let’s go back to bed, then. You don’t even have to carry me then.

( he kisses his jaw, his ear. )

I love you, my muse. ( softer, softer than ever before. )

( he’ll allow the kiss this time. he’s been dying for it all night. he takes that kiss, deepens it, lives for it. makes it them, him. theirs. )

Yes. ( a nip to dice’s lips. ) After all, I have to ensure that no one gets the wrong idea with you working at that place.

( it took gentaro roughly two months of being in this place to admit to himself that if he had to indulge in the whims of this world, he would want it to be dice. it took him four months to act on that, and just over five to realize that the love he wrote about in books and spun tales for the sake of amusing those weaker than him was exactly how he felt about dice. it took one month after finally admitting he wanted exclusivity to tell dice he loved him and then another month after that to impulsively — and oh, didn’t dice bring out that side of him, the side he had locked away in favor of playing a good agent and information gatherer — demand he marry him. so it only made sense that, in keeping with it, one month after that he’d return the favor.

ever since dice returned, he had a nice stash of chroma. gentaro’s life was mostly spent being frugal so even when he did start generating chroma thanks to the abundance of moonlacing he did with his teammate, he didn’t spend too much. mostly just gave it to dice to gamble or to get them food.

this time, though, he saved it. he saved it for something just as bright as dice.

the proposal was the hard part. he had completely ruined whatever plans dice may or may not have come up with. and really, he didn’t want to show up dice — having dice have a god damn ring in the first place, to have independently thought about it, was more than a phantom deserved. while his self worth wasn’t the worst, it wasn’t the best, either, and a no name like him, “gentaro yumeno”, just didn’t count himself as the type to ever have someone see the sun and stars when they looked at him. but that all changed. chaotically and so gradually, like falling. maybe that’s where it got its name.

so maybe it shouldn’t be something fancy. it should be something meaningful.

it’s white day and gentaro is certain to order them their favorite food. it’s white day and gentaro isn’t even sure if dice is planning to go out or not at all during the day.

but he does have something very specific in mind for the night. )

[It had taken them time to come together, to make things work and make sense to them both. Back home, things were so different, so much more difficult in so many ways. Here... maybe they only had to worry about the occasional life threatening situation and they'd be fine thereafter. It was an easy decision for Dice, following the desires of his impulsive heart, to want to be with Gentaro. To want to make that permanent was... terrifying. He's young, and he knows it, stupid, impulsive, he bleeds money, but his heart is as big as anyone's and he decided when Gentaro wrote a book for him that that was all he needed. Maybe it's that he still expects his life to be short and bright. Maybe it's that he wants to find one more anchor besides just Fling Posse.

Whatever the case, whatever led him to buy that ring on impulse when he saw it, he didn't expect to give it to Gentaro so soon. Any plans he was forming did go right out the window, but Gentaro asked, Gentaro wanted, and Dice didn't have the heart or desire to refuse. It's not a honeymoon phase, in his opinion. He's spent nights pretending to be asleep, mulling over this, making sure he knows what he's doing and doesn't let Gentaro down. He spent those weeks they were apart examining his life, going from anger to sadness, wondering and hoping and forgetting himself until finally that knock came and they fell together, never to part again.

That's the way the story started in earnest. He knows it'll end out among the cosmos somewhere, their starlit and moonlit love, even if it started with misunderstandings and foolishness. He's devoted. He's dedicated. And he loves Gentaro more than he can explain.

He goes out only in the afternoon, after Gentaro offhandedly mentions they need more cat food, forgetting the date entirely. So by the time the night rolls around, he's cozy on the couch, playing casino and crane games on his phone, passing the time with little exclamations and curses, one hand straying now and again to pet Prince beside him.]

( logic would dictate he wait a few months, to be absolutely certain, but he had never been in love, had never known love truly, had never wanted to risk it all. he had had chances for crushes and flings and affairs and the like. but no one brought him to life like dice; there wasn’t a point in waiting for an inevitability. he needed this as much as he needed writing.

gentaro is busy putting away the takeout around that time, sparing glances at dice. twenty minutes. it’s been twenty minutes and he still hasn’t noticed. good god if he wasn’t in love with this man so fully he’d be irked.

he hums as he tidies up, keeping an eye out to the couch. any minute now his pretty gambler is going to realize that their kitten has a black ribbon around his neck and a very pretty gold ring tied to it. it isn’t really dangling because gentaro knows kittens are prone to... playing. )

[And Dice needed Gentaro to bring every single day to vivid life. He figured that out before they were even here, though it took on a different character with the moons in play. Thank goodness for strange happenstance.

Dice finally loses one last round of his crane game and makes a frustrated sound, gently tossing his phone onto the coffee table.]

It's rigged, Prince!

[He talks to the little cat like he's a person, as usual, scooping him up without any protest from the tabby. Cradling the kitten in his arms, he reaches for a toy mouse to play with him with.

It's then that he notices the black ribbon, and the gold ring. Being Dice, he doesn't know what it is, or why it's there. He doesn't honestly even suspect it...]

What's that you're wearing, little guy? Kinda shiny for a tiny thing like you...

( gentaro almost slams his head against the fridge. jesus. christ. but he remains calm, cool, collected. with a sigh, he grabs for the hoodie nearby that he’s conveniently brought in from the other room, slipping it on. yes, he is wearing dice’s clothing. and yes, he isn’t too proud to do it. )

The cat won’t answer you, you know. Unless you’ve discovered the ancient art of Prisnyatic?

( he heads over, hands tucked neatly in the pockets of the hoodie. )

[He spots Gentaro coming over, and something about the casual way he puts on the hoodie makes some weird connection happen in Dice's brain.

He looks back down to Prince, who is now trying to get to the ring, and unties the ribbon.]

Prince is a real smart cat, and we talk a whole lot. Don't you underestimate me or my son!

[A huge grin, and he dangles the ribbon-wrapped ring toward Gentaro.]

Has he had this on all day?

( are you sure it’s not your dick thinking it’s attractive and remembering the first round of engagement sex, dice? unclear.

gentaro innocently covers his mouth with the sleeve - dice’s clothes are long on him given how damn scrawny gentaro is, but they’re incredibly comfortable nonetheless. )

No, only since you returned home. It took quite a bit of treating to get him to sit still long enough to put it on.

[Wow. Dice can be romantic, you know.

But that sex was amazing.]

I almost missed it!

[He settles Prince down onto his lap, where the kitten tries to bat at the dangling end of the ribbon until Dice starts freeing the ring. It's now that he finally sees the stars on it, and his head snaps up to Gentaro.]

...Is this, uh...?

( now the nerves kick in. his throat is dry and his hand drops from his mouth. he can’t make a joke or lie about this. he can’t be eccentric. he just needs to — be honest. like he’s learned to be with dice, day by day. )

Hm. You’re right.

( he closes his eyes and sighs, and then with a leap of faith that’s 80% nerves and 20% adrenaline, drops down to one knee at the base of the couch, his hand ghosting over dice’s and the ring in it. it’s cold, his already bad circulation coupling with nerves making it even colder than usual. )

Suppose you weren’t Dice Arisugawa and I wasn’t Gentaro Yumeno. Suppose we weren’t even here. Suppose it was another century. No matter the arrangement of those variables, I confidently can say that I would give myself wholly and only to you, time and time again.

Gentaro...

[Dice watches him kneel, watches in awe as this man who he considers a glorious part of his life, with no equal, and certainly no superior, looks up at him with earnestness and affection, and says... that.

Turning his hand over, the ring in his fingers, he presses it to Gentaro's palm. He'd better do the honors.]

Even if you're not you and I'm not me, even if every world that's ever existed tries to come between us, I will find you. And I'll be yours. Every fuckin' time.

( very gently, gentaro takes the ring and slides it to dice’s ring finger. god it looks so nice on him, bright, shining. showy but not gaudy. )

I suppose it’s official now, don’t you think?

( his heart is in his throat, chest thundering loudly. he won’t cry, can’t cry, looks down at their hands to fight off the moisture collecting on his long lashes. )

An adequate White Day gift? ( because if he doesn’t keep talking he’s going to cry. he’s just that — emotionally overcome and happy. )

[Dice nods, and maybe he's a little choked up, too. He leans over, head bent low, and presses his forehead to Gentaro's.

Prince takes the opportunity to clamber up to Dice's back.]

It's the best. You are, too. I could count all the stars in the sky before I could count up how much I love you.

[Grinning, he moves to kiss Gentaro's eyelids. If he smiles, he won't cry. If he thinks about how much he loves life, he won't cry. He can only grin until his face hurts.]

We're gettin' married. You and me.

( can dice even count that high? he wants to tease, feels that familiar stirring on his tongue, but smiling is making it impossible to do anything but to keep smiling. he had always been envious of couples in love, doting and walking around the park or shibuya with endless love. but now he supposes he doesn’t have a reason to be jealous anymore. not when he has dice for the long-term. )

Ah, a jackpot, truly.

( his voice is quiet, shaky, exposed. he smooths his free hand up dice’s leg so he can sit up taller, on his knees fully, guiding their foreheads together again as he brushes their mouths together just once, chastely. )

Did you know I didn’t believe in marriage before you? ( wrote about it, perhaps, but truly believe? not really. )

[Dice accepts the kiss with warmth, with a press of his own lips back, just as chaste. He wants to pull Gentaro up into his arms, but there's a cat on his back, which he notes as Prince plays with the beads dangling by his ear.]

I didn't know that, but... [A door opens inside Dice, and he takes a quiet breath.] ...I think my mom always wanted me to marry some rich, successful lady and be some kinda trophy husband. I think they were talking about marriage meetings for me before I was even, like, eighteen.

[He nods faintly.]

I thought, you know, I'd never find anybody. So I didn't really think about it. Even once we got together, I didn't really think about it right away.

( dice’s honesty does so many wonderful things to him. honesty had always been so foreign, removed, a weakness. it had been ingrained in him up think that. but dice? he wears it so damn beautifully. )

A shame she’ll have to settle on a lying author that has little use for the rich and heartless.

( he knows. he’s always known, and if dice is willing to mention, he’s willing to expand on it. )

[He laughs.]

I love you just the way you are. Lies and all. Money's not all it's cracked up to be sometimes, either. It's just kinda... a means to an end! Love's way more important. And lovin' everything about your life, as much as you can.

[Prince tumbles off Dice's lower back and onto the couch, prompting Dice to pull Gentaro up, hopefully guiding him right onto his lap.]

Lately, I've been thinkin'... I got so much to give. And I'm givin' it to you. And that makes me really happy.

( he easily goes, easily gets comfortable in his fiancés lap. his free hand rests gently on dice’s shoulder for balance and gentaro’s expression just grows brighter, bolder. )

You certainly have developed a way with words. I’m flattered I’ve been such a poetic influence.

( he kisses dice’s cheek just under his eye, breathing him in. )

Had you not shown me the thrill of taking a true risk for the sake of myself and no one else, I would have never had the courage for any of this.

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usodesuyo this thread its his brother and not his friend; maybe he just calls him his friend idk

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march 14 - white day

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