speed dating!

[idolpro]

WHO: Idols looking to have a good time
WHERE: Game Tower
WHEN: Day 32, Morning

[ Good morning! Are you ready for some more fun? Good, because the GAME ALERT is going off again!

Go up the elevators and you'll find yourself going down the hall to an expansive balcony with several unit-colored mini-tables big enough for two people, with two patio chairs and garden umbrellas to boot. Why not have a game outside, it's such a nice day after all! You can see the rest of the city from up here, too - it turns out you're pretty high up as you can even see the start of the Rainbow Bridge from here, though the railings are high so there's not a high likelihood of accidentally falling down.

There are a few lemonade pitchers scattered around with paper cups if you're thirsty, but nothing else. Today, you dine on love (dates). I guess you could also dine on the question cards.

Your phone gives you the instructions for today's game: looks like this is another light one. No enforced truth-telling or anything this time, even! ]

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Oh~~~ Mr. Intensity

[liarliarliar]

Hey~ Mr. Intensity~

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

There you are, darling~

[Taking a seat across from B and leaning in close over the table]

[liarliarliar]

[holy shit

Bursts out laughing. But also reaching out to grab Intensity's hands in his]

Seeing an employee like this is taboo, you know! Your ethics will look so bad!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[FUCK YOU, B. HE WAS GOING TO DO THAT!]

That's only if we get caught.

[Yanks B in closer by their joined hand]

And I'm trusting you to be discreet. My reputation is on the line.

[liarliarliar]

[oh lord. Makes sure to sound breathless]

O-of course. You know I'd never do anything to endanger my position or you, Mr. Intensity.

Your grip is so strong, you must be so excited about our date today. Is there something on your mind, sir?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

So formal, B. Please, we're off the clock.

Call me Boss.

[liarliarliar]

Boss.

[hand squeeze and trying to fight back another laugh]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You want to pick the safe word tonight?

[liarliarliar]

[rude]

Butterscotch.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Hahaha. Ridiculous. Just. like. you.

[Pulling back one of his hands from B’s grasp so he can reach out and rest it lightly on the back of B’s neck]

[liarliarliar]

[nope nope nope face heating up a little that's a lot of touching why so much touching u found a weakness Intensity]

Ah, goodness. You really can't keep your hands off of me. I didn't think you'd be so eager for such a low level employee. I wonder what kind of things my boss is into when it comes to relationships?

Or are you the kind of guy who just does things because he can.

[reaches out to boop Intensity's nose with his free hand]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Low-level? You’re the head of an entire fucking department?

[Is B dislodging the hand from the nape of his neck? That’s the important question here.

Intensity wrinkles his nose at the boop but currently has no hands free to counter. Alas.]

And the answer is all of the above. You’re not getting cold feet, are you? That’d be such a shame. I’m just barely getting warmed up.

[liarliarliar]

[B did not remove the hand nope. And now going to idly prod at Intensity's cheek poke poke poke which goes totally counter to how B is acting otherwise]

Well, show me what you've got, boss. We haven't long after all.

Tell me what you want from me. Or from anyone for that matter. Your ideal relationship.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Eye twitch with every poke to the cheek until he finally gets frustrated enough that he drops B’s hand in favor of catching the wrist of the one that’s annoying him]

Which is it? Show or tell. I think I’ll pick show.

[liarliarliar]

Ah, but telling is just as good, boss. We can't be too daring out here in public where everyone can see.

[well now going to poke the other cheek with his newly freed hand]

Think of your reputation.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[. . .B!

Long-suffering sigh and then pushes himself forward, leaning until his nose is about an inch away from B's, fingers curling slightly to keep B's head in place]

We've been hiding this behind closed doors for so fucking long. Maybe the scandal is worth it.

[liarliarliar]

[sorry all you're getting is nervous laughter and a rapidly reddening face]

M-Mr. Intensity you can't be serious though.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Does it look like I'm joking, darling?

[Dropping B's wrist so he can place a hand on his cheek, gently brushing it with his fingertips]

[liarliarliar]

Butterscotch butterscotch butterscotch.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Drops his hand and sits back, laughing his ass off]

[liarliarliar]

[starts laughing too, trying to get rid of some of his jitters]

You weren't going to back off at all! R-rude! So rude! Don't you know I'm delicate!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Of course. I would have been very gentle if you would have let me continue.

[liarliarliar]

Did you want to continue....were you enjoying that....

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I was enjoying the look on your face.

[liarliarliar]

I hope not in a lewd way.