chronicgambler | IC INBOX for Prisma

( 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.

[Dice kisses Gentaro's cheek, putting his arms around his fiance and holding him close.]

Whatever happens, here or anywhere else, I'll always gamble on winning with you. You're the best damn thing. I dunno if I can really be as good at showing that as you are, but I'm gonna keep it up til the end. I mean it.

Oh, I hope so. No take backs.

( gentaro comfortably adjusts on dice’s lap, one arm curled warmly around his fiancé’s neck as the other moves to dangle his hand with the engagement ring on it. )

You’ve chosen this as yours, I’m afraid.

Damn straight I did.

[Playfully, he leans in and kisses Gentaro's ring finger.]

You're the one stuck with me!

( he’s so stupidly cute. )

Mm. ( softer, he uses his right hand to brush along dice’s nape. ) I love you. Truly.

I love you. More than I wanna even try to put into words!

[Gentaro's the cute one. Duh.]

Kinda funny, ain't it?

( do not start this “more” game with him, dice. )

Hm? What is?

( oh good, he’s decently distracted. )

Mm.... me settling down, I guess. Not like I'm really gonna change much, but I never thought in a million years anybody'd wanna keep me around.

[He laughs, like there's a joke that's been told, big and louder than he needs to.]

Like, I swear... Even after Valentine's Day, I thought.... you'd change your mind or somethin'. Or maybe I dreamed givin' you that ring. Or you misunderstood me, or maybe I misunderstood you... It's like every mornin', wakin' up to see you still here... it's nice.

( dice what the hell. his heart breaks just a little upon hearing that. has dice really suffered just as shitty and emotionally devastating a life as him? )

I won’t mince words with this. ( or do something joking or exaggerated. )

I truly intend on waking up beside you each and every day. When I told you how I truly felt, I was taking a gamble that you would feel the same, would want this to last. I had already made up my mind by taking that risk.

[Whatever the content of their pasts, they're looking forward from now on. Together. He never doubts it, but he wonders even now what somebody like Gentaro sees in a guy like him. It's why he got a job, why he thinks so much more now than ever before. He may still be a complete and utter himbo but he's trying.]

I believe you.

[Which is a wild thing to say to Gentaro, specifically.]

I mean, I always did, but... Maybe I can stop doubtin' myself a little bit more.

Good.

( and with a perhaps too wicked of a grin, he idly collects a strand of dice’s hair to twirl around. green eyes twinkles with absolute mischief. )

Don’t make me withhold sex until you do. My, that’d certainly be rough. ( a pause and another poignantly exaggerated hum. ) At least, not the rough I enjoy.

O-oi, you wouldn't...

[A MAN HAS A FEAR. It's like the old days, Dice overreacting, Dice always having an answer to every one of Gentaro's statements. It's something they carry even now that it's touched with tenderness and even more respect.

A grin.]

You got nothin' to worry about, anyway. I believe almost everything I hear!

Do you? So you’d believe that the fish here are actually quite evolved and not only are sentient but can communicate on rainy days?

( he’s very comfortable sitting here with dice, alternating between sappiness and teasing. it’s — nice. it feels like it should always be like this. and maybe it will. )

Hmmm. I don’t suppose we ought to start thinking of a date?

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