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anythingdrabble2020-06-08 06:11 pm
tehexile) wrote in anythingdrabble2020-06-08 06:11 pm
Entry tags:
challenge #142 'crop', The Legend of Heroes: Trails of Cold Steel, Church and State
Title: Church and State
"That's a nice outfit but I preferred the one with the crop top. Such a good view. I admire a firm, taut abdomen in a man."
"That's my work outfit," he flashed the blonde-haired Erebonian beauty a mischievous grin, "I believe in dressing more formally for dates."
"If I'd known it was that sort of date, maybe I would have worn something more formal too," he sighed, "Although I am easier to recognise by certain people I do not wish to talk to right now."
"Understand. I too have my secrets."
"I thought you seemed familiar somehow," the young bard - was he really a bard? - regarded him thoughtfully.
Wazy had been able to tell straight away the loud man with the lute wasn't as drunk as he pretended to be. He'd assumed the constant hitting on him was also an act, including when he had bet and won a date with Wazy in a poker game. Unless this was a game too, or some attempt to get information out of him. How much did this 'Olivier Lenheim' know?
Oh well, he thought, I'm not going to turn down the opportunity to enjoy a date with a hot guy.
Fandom: The Legend of Heroes: Trails of Cold Steel
Characters/pairings: Olivier/Wazy
Word count: 200
Rating: PG-13/slash
Tags: date, flirting, drunkenness, gambling, mild spoilers
Summary: Wazy isn't that bothered when Olivier wins a date with him during a poker match.
"That's a nice outfit but I preferred the one with the crop top. Such a good view. I admire a firm, taut abdomen in a man."
"That's my work outfit," he flashed the blonde-haired Erebonian beauty a mischievous grin, "I believe in dressing more formally for dates."
"If I'd known it was that sort of date, maybe I would have worn something more formal too," he sighed, "Although I am easier to recognise by certain people I do not wish to talk to right now."
"Understand. I too have my secrets."
"I thought you seemed familiar somehow," the young bard - was he really a bard? - regarded him thoughtfully.
Wazy had been able to tell straight away the loud man with the lute wasn't as drunk as he pretended to be. He'd assumed the constant hitting on him was also an act, including when he had bet and won a date with Wazy in a poker game. Unless this was a game too, or some attempt to get information out of him. How much did this 'Olivier Lenheim' know?
Oh well, he thought, I'm not going to turn down the opportunity to enjoy a date with a hot guy.