Sengoku Ryouma (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
warintheextreme) wrote2014-06-13 11:03 pm
warintheextreme) wrote2014-06-13 11:03 pm
For glasscuttingcheekbones and kachidokidoki~
Ryouma was not great at the greater concepts of the passage of time, day to day shifts, that sort of thing. He generally relied on his computer to keep track of dates of importance for him- when his most recent thesis was due for review, when he had the defense hearing, when to send in whatever articles he might be working on publishing, when to fill out his reports to keep his grants... And that was all just the work stuff.
He did ignore these alerts, sometimes. When he was really fixated on a project, when he had something else on his mind. Sometimes he just couldn't be bothered to leave the lab.
Often he just couldn't be bothered to leave the lab. That was kind of a defining characteristic of his... relationship, as it was, with Takatora and, now, Kouta.
Thing was, he wasn't utterly hopeless, though he was quite sure they might well think he was.
Today, this morning, and then again two hours later, Ryouma's computer had reminded him that it was Kouta's birthday. Kouta's work schedule had been programmed in alongside Takatora's- mostly so Ryouma would have an idea of when they might both be off work simultaneously, in which they might be awful influences on one another and decide they should make an attempt to remove Ryouma from the lab. On those days, he never got involved in anything that couldn't be quickly saved and resumed at a later point in time, though he did still always put up such a fuss- for appearances, obviously.
But for Kouta's birthday, that would be special. Ryouma absolutely believed Takatora would be wanting to take Kouta out somewhere nice for dinner, and Ryouma... Well, he had his own idea of how to surprise Kouta. So, about an hour after Kouta got off work- when he should have arrived at the Tower and, as usual, stopped at Takatora's office first, Ryouma stood outside the lab, waiting for them both.
Not wearing his lab coat. Wearing a nice suit, actually- the only one he owned, and the coat didn't button and he didn't know how to tie a tie, but it was the thought that counts, right? The thought, and the waistcoat.
He did ignore these alerts, sometimes. When he was really fixated on a project, when he had something else on his mind. Sometimes he just couldn't be bothered to leave the lab.
Often he just couldn't be bothered to leave the lab. That was kind of a defining characteristic of his... relationship, as it was, with Takatora and, now, Kouta.
Thing was, he wasn't utterly hopeless, though he was quite sure they might well think he was.
Today, this morning, and then again two hours later, Ryouma's computer had reminded him that it was Kouta's birthday. Kouta's work schedule had been programmed in alongside Takatora's- mostly so Ryouma would have an idea of when they might both be off work simultaneously, in which they might be awful influences on one another and decide they should make an attempt to remove Ryouma from the lab. On those days, he never got involved in anything that couldn't be quickly saved and resumed at a later point in time, though he did still always put up such a fuss- for appearances, obviously.
But for Kouta's birthday, that would be special. Ryouma absolutely believed Takatora would be wanting to take Kouta out somewhere nice for dinner, and Ryouma... Well, he had his own idea of how to surprise Kouta. So, about an hour after Kouta got off work- when he should have arrived at the Tower and, as usual, stopped at Takatora's office first, Ryouma stood outside the lab, waiting for them both.
Not wearing his lab coat. Wearing a nice suit, actually- the only one he owned, and the coat didn't button and he didn't know how to tie a tie, but it was the thought that counts, right? The thought, and the waistcoat.
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It is rather amazing seeing Ryouma not only waiting for them outside his lab, but also wearing a suit, and Takatora knows that Ryouma must have also remembered Kouta's birthday, even before he says the words to Kouta. He's glad, it means that he does actually care about Kouta, and their relationship with him.
"Don't tell me you also booked reservations for us this evening," Takatora says to Ryouma with that old affectionate half smile he's been giving him since high school. He's fairly certain Ryouma had not, but he could never be too sure. "I had to pull a few strings to get us a private room at Bonsoir."
Takatora moves closer to Kouta once more, resting his palm against the small of his back. "Your clothes are fine, I booked us a private room so that you would not be forced to feel uncomfortable by any unreasonably rude patrons.
"And I thought it would be nice for the three of us to celebrate together in private luxury." Takatora kisses Kouta's other cheek, letting his lips linger near Kouta's ear, speaking softly, and with deep affection. "Happy Birthday, Kouta."