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Who: Yuji & Ray
Where: Around the town.
When: 2/14, evening-slash-night
What: VALENTINE'S SHENANIGANS. AKA: Yuji really likes this stupid holiday and gets carried away.
Warnings: Rose Petal Explosions and general fabulousness. And Ray's Mouth.

Oh yes. He had everything planned. Literally everything. It was high time he started repaying the favors he'd been given lately, from a certain source. And what better time to do it than Valentine's day? Reservations were made, there were bottles chilling at home, and other things ready in the works. There was even a box of candy on the passenger seat of the car.

Okay, so maybe he'd gone overboard. But that was the point of this holiday, right?

He called Ray up on his way to work, advising him not to make plans for the evening, and promising to pick him up outside his apartment. He'd even dressed up for the occasion. White pants, white boots, and a monstrosity he'd found at the mall the other day. Fabulous, really.

He was totally prepared when he rolled his borrowed car up to Ray's building. Now all there was to do was wait to begin the surprise...

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Okay, so Ray was used to being the one doing the driving. Yuji insisting to drive was a little out of the ordinary, but he could roll with it. Yuji had been pretty vague about any details though. Maybe he wanted to hit a movie or something? Eh whatever, Ray didn't have work the next day anyway.

When Yuji rolled up, Ray was just locking up his apartment. Not even remotely dressed for any sort of occasion, he strolled up to the car and pulled the passenger's side door open.

"Hey ba-"

And immediately spotted that box of candy. Apparently, this box of candy was the most terrifying thing in the world because all the color drained out of his face and he just. Stared.

Motherfucker.

He'd forgotten Valentine's day.

"Oh, fuck."

Well... that wasn't a good start to the evening. Not at all. Not if the look on Ray's face was any sort of judge.

"Um."

He looked down, and saw nothing but the candy. Then he looked back up. Was there some kind of allergy he didn't know about, or... did Ray just not like candy?

"You don't have to eat it, if you don't like it."

Because surely that would solve the problem, right?

Ray clamped his hands over his mouth in that 'holy shit I am a moron and I ALREADY FUCKED SOMETHING UP' sort of way. DAMMIT. WHY. WHY DID HE ALWAYS DO THINGS.

No, okay, he was okay. This was okay. He could salvage this. Slowly, he pulled his hands away from his face and took his seat in the car after picking the box up. Because sitting on candy would just be silly.

"N-no, it's fine. I uh. Just... surprised. Is all."

Fuck Yuji was gonna know HE WAS GONNA KNOW RIGHT AWAY. RAY HOW COULD YOU FORGET VALENTINE'S DAY YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND.

He just kept staring at him. As if, somehow, that was going to clear everything up somehow. The look was... familiar, to say the least, and a nagging suspicion he knew what it meant.

... well. If he was right, he'd deal with it later.

"As long as you're not horribly allergic to something in there..."

But he smiled what he hoped was an earnest, reassuring expression. Hopefully he was wrong.

"Buckle in. We can't be late."

He better be wrong.

"Yessir."

Ray buckled his seat belt and stared pointedly out the windshield. Fuck. Shit. Fuckshit.

"And no. No allergies. Me and chocolate, dude? I will fuckin' eat that shit."

Wait. WAIT. A PLAN. RAY HAD AN AMAZING PLAN! He dug his phone out of his pocket and fired off a quick text message.

oh amazing plan plz work.

"Good. You had me worried."

But there was still minimal eye contact. There was still a definite air of tension in the car. Something beyond his feeling of excitement over the evening.

The car stopped at a red light, and he glanced over. He noted the phone, and quirked an eyebrow.

"Is everything all right?"

Ray panicked for SOME fucking reason, fumbling with the phone dramatically and nearly dropping it before cramming it back into his pocket. THANK SOME OBSCURE DEITY FOR NICK, though. Ray might be able to salvage this thing after all.

"Everything is great, babe. Promise!"

Luckily they were at the red light still, because he just stared at Ray. Like suddenly there were lasers coming out of his eyes or something. It was really, really disconcerting to see your boyfriend panic like this for no good reason.

Unless you know the reason and you're just in denial...

"If you're sure..."

Someone behind them honked, and he abruptly realized the light had turned green. He eased the car forward, nearing the restaurant.

He forgot. He totally forgot.

Ray tried to give Yuji a reassuring smile, but it just came out looking like the kind of smile a kid gives their mom when they KNOW they fucked up and were totally trying to act all innocent about it.

Thank fuck Yuji was watching the road again though. Maybe he'd missed it.

Fuck he knows he totally knows and I'm doomed I AM SO DOOMED oh no he's going to break up with meeeeee.

"Positive! Don't even worry about it!"

Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.

Edited 2014-02-14 03:55 (UTC)

Luck was on Ray's side that time. He'd missed it. In the interest of not running his neighbor's car off the road.

"Well. So long as you're positive, danna."

He turned into the parking lot, easing the car into the first space available. Given the nature of this restaurant -- fancy -- and the date -- Valentine's -- it was a while before he actually managed to park he car.

Regardless, when he parked, he all but strolled over to the passenger side to offer his date an arm.

He better not have forgotten...

Ray hesitated BUT ONLY FOR A SECOND before climbing out of the car and taking Yuji's arm. It was okay, he could do this without looking like a TOTAL chump. He had decided this. Until he got a better look at the restaurant.

Oh God. Oh God look at this place. Ray still had on a pretty decent work shirt (that was miraculously NOT coffee stained), but he was still totally wearing blue jeans. Damn damn.

"...I feel so under dressed right now."

"Don't worry. No one will be concerned with what you're wearing."

Given the fact he was dressed like a walking valentine in the discount section, he sincerely doubted Ray's clothing was going to attract much attention. One of the many benefits, he felt, of dressing so outrageously. He liked the attention, besides.

So it was with utter confidence in his own appearance that he sauntered through the doors, leading his date by the arm and standing entirely too close for typical polite society. If the host had any comments to make, he refrained, instead opting to lead them to their table.

"See?"

Well okay, it was kind of hard to be all tense and stressed out when hanging around a goofball like Yuji. Ray cracked an actual smile, taking his seat at the table.

"Looks like I have nothing to worry about. But good God, babe. Where did you even find that shirt?"

"Not at all."

He slid into the opposite seat, crossing his legs and leaning back, as if he owned the place. Despite his reservations about the whole "did he forget" question, he kept his smile in place.

Even when his wardrobe was called into question.

"The mall, of course. Where else?"

Just don't ask man Ray can't liiiiiiiie.

"Man I don't know, I get most of my clothes from the thrift store. Because I'm totally the classiest man alive that way."

Now where was that booze menu. Ray was going to need booze.

"One of these days, we're completely overhauling your wardrobe."

He gestured vaguely at his date, before passing him the alcohol menu. Plenty of fancy beers on there, even though Yuji's own order was going to be something far more Valentine-themed.

And therefore pink as hell.

"Order anything. I have this covered."

Ray glanced down at his shirt, tugging at the collar.

"What's wrong with my wardrobe."

But anyway. Yuji was paying. IN THAT CASE, Ray made a point of locating the cheapest drink on the menu. He may be a forgetful asshole, but he was a considerate forgetful asshole.

Too bad the cheapest thing on the menu looked like shit.

"Hmmmm... You know what, how about you recommend something to me."

"You said it yourself. You got it at a thrift shop."

He said it in what he hoped was a playful enough manner, smirking over folded hands as Ray flipped through the drink menu. It was enough to forget the concerns. Maybe he didn't need to worry -- he was out on the town with someone he'd fallen for.

Good enough, right?

"Even though I don't drink beer?"

"Hey now, I only get classy things at thrift stores. Like old Metallica shirts. And hats, lately."

Ray's closet was something to behold indeed.

At least Yuji didn't seem all concerned anymore. Ray could let himself relax. A little. Maybe.

"You know what, order me something fancy. I think I can drink something other than beer tonight."

"You can get classier hats where I shop, you know."

He wasn't going to touch the Metallica thing. Peoples' musical tastes were a point of sacredness. Or something. Either way, you didn't insult them.

His eyebrow arched, and, without further ado, proceeded to order some kind of hideous pink cherry-lime madness. His expression, as the waiter left, fairly dared his date to say anything on the subject.

"As long as it covers my head, I don't care how classy they are."

Clearly, considering he was wearing a total hipster beanie to a fancy restaurant. And damn right you don't dis Metallica, Ray would have none of that.

He arched an eyebrow at Yuji's drink choice, but seemed more amused than anything.

"I'm gonna drink the shit out of that. Just watch."

"But I care. Does that mean nothing to you?"

He tried to look serious, but the waggling eyebrows probably gave away the lack of seriousness. Although he fully intended to find some better hats for him. And soon.

"You'd better. It's twenty-five dollars."

Okay there he managed to look dead serious.

Hang on Yuji, Ray's too busy looking completely mortified to really answer right away.

He makes a little noise as though he's going to reply or something but no it's literally just a NOISE there are no words here.

... Oops. Not as planned.

He blinks a few times across the table at him, before lifting a hand to awkwardly wave it in the air in front of Ray's face.

"That was a joke."

Ray heaves the BIGGEST SIGH OF RELIEF EVER, snatching Yuji's hand out of the air. Goddamn he was totally still completely on edge.

"Dude."