[But also, given their last conversation-- is this about Dazai? or Atsushi-san? Or something about home? God, he wishes he could turn off his mind for a few minutes.]
[If atsushi knew the worry he was causing, he'd apologize profusely and explain-- as it stands, he's so focused on apologizing for his other horrendous mistake that he forgets to consider how he sounds.
It's barely ten minutes till he arrives at Ranpo's door... he actually looks like he hurried? He's breathing pretty hard.]
[As soon as he opens the door for Atsushi, his mind is rushing to figure out what the problem could be. Just a simple glance at Atsushi quickly rules out emergency, injury, disappearance... which puts him at ease. So nothing bad, it seems.]
[If it's nothing he'll absolutely yell at Atsushi for worrying him-- but whatever it is seems to be worrying Atsushi.]
W-Well yes, but... If it was a date, I never should have been asking you questions about my feelings for other people during it!
[Listen, he knows next to nothing about dating, but even he has the common sense to know that that's terribly insensitive. Dates are about spending time with the person you're with, not using them as a sounding board for your issues.]
I-I've never.. really been on a real date-- [Besides the kind of date he maybe took Kyouka on?? But it wasn't meant like that!] so I didn't realize it could be a date, and I really screwed up because of it!
[His cheeks turn red, but he straightens, reaching out and taking Ranpo's hand.]
[His heart is too confused to even ache about this. How is he supposed to interpret this? Weren't they just friends? Why did it matter if it was a date or not??]
You... you don't have to apologize for something like that! We're friends! You can talk to me about whatever you want to talk about! And whether it's a date or not doesn't... doesn't really...
["Doesn't really matter"-- except it does</i matter to Ranpo, doesn't it? If he says something like that, would that mean he'd be shutting down any possibility of going on dates in the future?]
[After all, Atsushi doesn't seem too worried about the fact that it was date.]
[...]
[Oh thank goodness Ranpo said it first, he might have died. As it stands, he's pretty red in the face himself... and Ranpo's hand is still clasped between his. Hm.]
I want to take you on a proper date this time! One you'll enjoy and have a good time on. S-So please give me a chance!
[They're just a couple of tomatoes having a Moment in the middle of Ranpo and Yosano's kitchen... hopefully the latter isn't home and hearing all this.]
Then... let's do that, then! How's tomorrow at 7 sound?
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[He's not really helping this perception, sorry Ranpo.]
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[But also, given their last conversation-- is this about Dazai? or Atsushi-san? Or something about home? God, he wishes he could turn off his mind for a few minutes.]
Of course you can. I'll be waiting here for you.
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It's barely ten minutes till he arrives at Ranpo's door... he actually looks like he hurried? He's breathing pretty hard.]
Sorry... for the short notice.
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[If it's nothing he'll absolutely yell at Atsushi for worrying him-- but whatever it is seems to be worrying Atsushi.]
It's fine, but-- why the rush?
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[He looks up at him apologetically from where he's hunched over, still breathing a little harshly but determined.]
I didn't even realize... I guess I didn't even think... but was my asking you out to eat that last time a date?
[...Yep, he's an idiot.]
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[Horribly rude?]
[Asking him out on a date was rude? How?? Sure, it's not like Atsushi feels that way about him, but--]
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[SCREAMS INTERNALLY]
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[Wait, no, this is Atsushi. There's no way he knows... er, right?]
[But even so, he really doesn't know how to respond to this.]
Er... I guess it could have been? How would that be rude? I agreed to go either way, right?
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[Listen, he knows next to nothing about dating, but even he has the common sense to know that that's terribly insensitive. Dates are about spending time with the person you're with, not using them as a sounding board for your issues.]
I-I've never.. really been on a real date-- [Besides the kind of date he maybe took Kyouka on?? But it wasn't meant like that!] so I didn't realize it could be a date, and I really screwed up because of it!
[His cheeks turn red, but he straightens, reaching out and taking Ranpo's hand.]
I'm so sorry.
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[His heart is too confused to even ache about this. How is he supposed to interpret this? Weren't they just friends? Why did it matter if it was a date or not??]
You... you don't have to apologize for something like that! We're friends! You can talk to me about whatever you want to talk about! And whether it's a date or not doesn't... doesn't really...
["Doesn't really matter"-- except it does</i matter to Ranpo, doesn't it? If he says something like that, would that mean he'd be shutting down any possibility of going on dates in the future?] [After all, Atsushi doesn't seem too worried about the fact that it was date.] [...]
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[HE HATES FEELINGS THEY'RE STUPID]
[POINTS ACCUSINGLY]
If you're so worried, let's just do it over then and make it a proper date this time!!
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[Oh thank goodness Ranpo said it first, he might have died. As it stands, he's pretty red in the face himself... and Ranpo's hand is still clasped between his. Hm.]
I want to take you on a proper date this time! One you'll enjoy and have a good time on. S-So please give me a chance!
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Then... let's do that, then! How's tomorrow at 7 sound?
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[So soon... but he doesn't have anything that evening, so...!]
Yes! Yes, Tomorrow at 7.. the evening, right? 7am would be too early for a date, unless it's a breakfast date? Um...
[Gosh how nervous can you get--]
I'll pick you up then? Or would you prefer to meet somewhere, or-- No, I'm supposed to pick you up, right?
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[GOD THEY'RE BOTH A MESS]
R-Right! So I'll... see you here, tomorrow, at 7?
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[...Ohgoshheneedstopreparesomanythings--]
I-I should um... go. Things to to, plants to walk, things like that!
[Oh he's.
Still holding Ranpo's hand.
He lets go quickly, face flaming.]
I'll see you tomorrow, Ranpo!!!
[b y e he's speedwalking away.
Tripping over thin air in the hallway.
Resuming speedwalk.]
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[He closes the front door -- and then turns and leans against it, sinking down to the floor and covering his flushed face.]
[GOD]