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[ O-oh. Gorgug tips his chin downward, not leaning in closer himself after Fabian does, but the touch and motion does seem worth lowering his head for. Or maybe it's Fabian's face that does it, the way that he speaks, and what he says with it. This isn't a face that Fabian cares much about either, and Gorgug smiles, small and fond, still a little reserved. ]

I still have them, [ he admits; a detail that Fabian may or may not already know, but with that way Fabian is speaking to him-- ] You can feel them. If you wanted to.

[ With a kiss. Gorgug doesn't say it outright, but there's a playfulness in the suggestion that Gorgug attempts to get across; even though, with Fabian's hand right there, he could just touch them with his fingers.

But they're flirting right now, right? They're flirting? Wouldn't it be more fun with lips? In the usual way Fabian's mouth catches against the side of one of his protrusions. ]

[ Gorgug doesn't have to say it outright. Not with the intention that Fabian used as he was talking a moment ago. Not with the way Gorgug looks right now - because even if the face might be a little hard to recognize as Gorgug, the expression on it is very much like the other in this moment. It's that slightly shy expression that Fabian likes so much.

So he doesn't say anything. Instead he leans in further to test Gorgug's statement. He presses his lips against the other's, kissing him, and-- Yes, even though the tusks were not there at all when he was looking a moment ago, he can sure feel them now, the familiar way they press up against his face whenever he kisses Gorgug.

Fabian is definitely kissing for a moment or two longer than absolutely necessary before he pulls away again, his feet moving fully back and flat onto the ground. ]

You're right. [ He says, slowly removing his hand off Gorgug's face too now - and smiling as if he just simply felt them by hand, rather than thoroughly kissed Gorgug for it. ] They're still there.

[ A slight pause follows. Though Fabian does seem to feel the need to add: ]

You know that if you just showed up as yourself I would have fought everyone who gave you odd looks, right?

[ Fabian feels his tusks, and Gorgug feels Fabian, the press of his mouth and the close proximity of his face. His eyes flutter close for as long as it lasts, and Gorgug smells the scent on his skin, and the moment replaces the shy look to something more happy, if still pinched at the sides. Pleased with himself, happy.

In between Fabian's words, he takes a hold of the hand that Fabian drops. ]

I know. [ Gorgug doesn't doubt that, even if he would think it's overkill. But it's Fabian, so it's alright. ] I just don't want to think about it when I'm out with you. But...

It's probably weird to be on a date with me if I'm like this. [ He looks at his hand holding Fabian's, which means lifting them to do so. He doesn't look like himself, and Fabian has to put up with that. ] I can change back. I just didn't want to... have people bug us. I wanted this to be about us.

[ Without worrying about him drawing attention on the both of them, even if Fabian has some non-human like features. ...which, really, was just his ears. ]

[ Considering everything from a moment ago, there's definitely something very soft and gentle in Fabian's eyes as he stares at the other. It's not a look he gives very often, but he can't help but fully let down his guard in this moment. Fabian isn't even thinking about anyone who might pass by them. He's just looking at Gorgug - at Gorgug's very, very goofy human face - and smiling with an endearment for the other that Fabian usually wouldn't dare to admit to in words while listening to him speak. ]

You can stay this way. It's fine.

[ It's a little weird, but Fabian also thinks it's important to have Gorgug feeling comfortable. Fabian thinks fighting people for his boyfriend on a date is kind of hot, but hey, if that's not the kind of date activity Gorgug enjoys in this moment, then Fabian is ~~weak enough for the other to be~~ willing to go along with it.

He doesn't even try to pull his hand away from where the other is holding it. ]

You're sure you can handle looking like that and dancing though?

[ Gorgug doesn't exactly feel relieved when Fabian says it's fine. He's glad that it is, but it is still weird, he thinks: not being his own face, not being entirely himself. If this city wasn't so weird about non-humans, he wouldn't be doing it. It could be him and Fabian, hand in hand.

It still can be, of course.

...

Until Fabian follows up with a question, and Gorgug's expression turns puzzled. ]

Don't you think this guy can dance?

[ Does Gorgug need to prove it? He's letting go of Fabian's hand and taking a step back, and he does a small jig on one spot consisting of moving his fists up and down, and rocking on his feet.

Very cool dad move. ]

Oh--

[ Do you see that look on Fabian's face? It's definitely the look of a guy who can't decide if he should be laughing or cringing right now. At the moment it kind of seems like his cringe is holding back his laughter, actually. ]

Don't-- Don't do that, Gorgug. [ Please. You can't do this to him. How is he supposed to react to that? And in public? ] Forget being green, this is going to draw attention to you regardless! And not the good kind, I can tell you!

[ Why stop, Fabian, he's having so much fun doing this jig--

But he does stop, eventually. Not immediately. It was a little fun, but now his fun is dead and gone. And despite all his previous complaints about dancing, from even back in Moorecroft, he says somewhat huffily: ]

...I can dance if I want to.

[ He's just. Saying!!! He can do anything anyone else can!!! ]

You didn't want to dance before.

[ Granted, Fabian could bring up something else. Like how Gorgug may as well just drop the disguise if he's determined to bring attention to himself in some way all the same - because there's no way people won't stare as much at an awkward dance in public like this as they would at a half-orc, in Fabian's opinion. The awkward dance is way more of a crime to public decency!!

But considering he was thinking about this earlier when Gorgug asked him to come with him in the first place, he can't help but point it out now. It feels more natural in the conversation than having to bring it up himself later. ]

Remember?

Sure, [ Gorgug says, like he does remember, but actually knowing which instance of 'I don't want to dance' that Fabian is referring to is a pain to recall. It doesn't matter enough to Gorgug to think or recall, either, since there's a more important point that he follows along with: ]

But I want to dance now. With you. [ Will he always want to dance? No. But right now, in this date with his boyfriend!! ] I mean, we can dance somewhere with music than right now, but-- I'm in the mood.

[ He wants to dance with Fabian. But maybe there's a more important question than even his point had been, and Gorgug considers it after a moment. ]

Do you want to dance with me?

[ Bro? ]

[ Bro??

Though the question at the forefront of Fabian's mind right now is something much more like right now? It's not really like Fabian of all people has any hesitation about dancing out in public, it's just.. right here, without music, just rawdogging the dance? That's definitely not something he expected from Gorgug.

But the longer he stares at the other's face, searching it for something, some sign, the more Fabian realizes he isn't really seeing something there that would give him any cause to say no to this. Gorgug doesn't look uncomfortable, as far as he can see. ]

Sure.

[ Maybe not the most enthusiastic Fabian has ever sounded about anything, but he's still trying to wrap his head around the situation. Sssh, let him cook.. ]

How do you want to do this? [ That's the downside of never having danced much with Gorgug before: Fabian has no idea of what the other likes in that department. Other than that dorky dad dance he showed only a moment ago. ] Ballroom style? Romantic dancing?

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