[Good, then Reeve can at least do something. Try and teach something. Reeve nods and when the elevator stops on his floor again he strides out. Time to get packed up for the night.]
[ reno hovers by the door to reeve's office, a bit awkward. maybe just a little bit smug at the state of the place though, aside from the blood on the floor. the look on his face besides that, though, says pretty clearly that he's not so sure about this idea. not reluctance, but this is stepping out of his comfort zone, and for as much as he puts himself in risky situations and does whatever the hell he feels like, he actually doesn't much like not being in control.
obviously.
eventually, a hint of vulnerability creeps out and shows itself while he's waiting for reeve to finish up. ]
[Reeve moves around to tidy some things and pack his brief case. He even takes a piece of paper and writes a note that he leaves on his desk for his secretary for the morning. This could well take some time, after all. Once he's got that all and his coat pulled on, well, he just moves to the door where Reno waits. Moves there and kisses him lightly on the brow.]
[ he makes a face and turns his head just a little when reeve kisses him, but doesn't well and truly turn away from the gesture. might as well let him, if this is supposed to be part of the whole... whatever the hell it is he's talking about. besides, he's kind of got a headache anyway, might as well kiss it better. he just hmphs and follows after him as they go to leave. ]
You're not gonna start calling me some adorable pet name and shit, are you?
[Well, that reward will come in the future, so he doesn't see a need to explaining it now. Just enjoys the cheerful ding of the elevator and steps onto it.]
Now I have to wonder if you've eaten yet. I could order some food.
Uh... not since lunch. You don't got to order anything, beer and chips is fine.
[ that's what he usually eats when he goes home. or whatever crap is in the fridge. or he orders out, but not if he's going to be, y'know, busy. busy-busy. like sexy busy. ]
[And he's got many plans, or so the slight smirk as they ride the elevator down says. Room service should be able to provide. Or he can stop somewhere on the way to pick something up.]
[ well, now you've got him interested. he tilts his head curiously, lips quirking a little at the look on reeve's face. plans? does he really think it's going to be that good? ]
Alright, if you say so. Seems like a lot of trouble to go to.
[ reno follows, a little more at ease. well, at least up until the talking comment. talking, eating... sounds like a whole lot of build-up to something he already isn't too sure is going to be worth doing. but he's made his mind up and he's seeing it through. again, the worst that happens is he finally gets this all out of his system once and for all and never needs to bother reeve ever again. ]
[ getting in the passenger seat, glancing around. go figure reeve would go with the "nothing fancy" model. even reno, who doesn't give a damn about cars, has a fancier car than this. ]
[Reeve chuckles and drives them out, slowly. He's a cautious driver. But he nods to himself. And makes a beeline, so to speak, for his favorite restaurant.]
Besides, it's good for breakfast as well, leftovers are useful.
[Reeve won't bother to try. He drives carefully and patiently, and stops them at a nearby restaurant, ordering a rather good amount of pasta and rolls and other things. A good dinner for them both. Then he's back on the road. But they don't go far. Instead of heading for where Reno should know Reeve's apartment is, he pulls into a local, moderate quality hotel. And gets out of the car with the food.]
[ reno catches on pretty much instantly that they aren't going to reeve's place, but he doesn't bother saying anything about it. if it were him, he wouldn't want reeve at his place, either. but then again, he doesn't want anyone at his place. he barely ever even has rude over there. and he certainly wouldn't be having reeve over for... whatever the hell this is they're about to do. he just follows along and resists the urge to check his phone. don't want to look too bored already. ]
[Boredom is fine. Reeve takes some time to pay for a quality room and once the key is in hand he guides Reno to the elevator. And still Reeve stays silent. It's nice, having this control for a moment. When the elevator releases them he heads down the hall briskly and unlocks the door.
He takes his coat off and tosses it over a chair, putting the food down before looking to reno.]
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obviously.
eventually, a hint of vulnerability creeps out and shows itself while he's waiting for reeve to finish up. ]
Are you sure...?
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I'm certain.
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You're not gonna start calling me some adorable pet name and shit, are you?
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[And he'd not appreciate that particular thing.]
Do you need anything from your office?
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[ is that, like, the thing? that's the kink, right? who knows. he's just grasping at straws here. ]
Nah, I'm good.
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[Reeve moves them to the express executive elevator and fully intends to ride that down to his car.]
From my experience, quite good.
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[ at least it got a smirk out of him, crooked and sarcastic though it is. ]
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[He keeps a straight face though.]
Come now, you know that skill is always meant to be rewarded.
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Now I have to wonder if you've eaten yet. I could order some food.
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[ that's what he usually eats when he goes home. or whatever crap is in the fridge. or he orders out, but not if he's going to be, y'know, busy. busy-busy. like sexy busy. ]
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Given my plans, Reno, you'll want to be fed.
[And he's got many plans, or so the slight smirk as they ride the elevator down says. Room service should be able to provide. Or he can stop somewhere on the way to pick something up.]
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[ well, now you've got him interested. he tilts his head curiously, lips quirking a little at the look on reeve's face. plans? does he really think it's going to be that good? ]
Alright, if you say so. Seems like a lot of trouble to go to.
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I told you, I had much to talk about.
[He doesn't intend to talk.]
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I can hardly wait.
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Patience doesn't seem your virtue. How about carry out italian?
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Sounds good. Go heavy on the carbs.
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You'll need the energy.
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[ it's not all necessarily skepticism in his voice by this point now, either. he actually sounds a little eager. ]
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Besides, it's good for breakfast as well, leftovers are useful.
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Not gonna argue.
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Come along.
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He takes his coat off and tosses it over a chair, putting the food down before looking to reno.]
Come here. And take off your coat.
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