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[heatherandsteel]

The house is kind of feeling close with Toby having some bad days so when Quentin gets a door, he goes through and searches for Yamato. He knows there's a free concert at the end of a fair with lots of food trucks happening and that should be fun.

When he got dressed he tried to look nicer, so he's wearing a button down shirt, his hair's wet and he's fiddling with his cuffs as he waits at the counter.

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[heatherandsteel]

"Hopeful Romantics, its a good name,"

They're onto a slower song now.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

It occurs to Yamato that he really should ask Quentin to dance.

But also, he's fairly sure that if he tries, it'll just come out as a string of meaningless, garbled sounds.

So.

[heatherandsteel]

Quentin's debating how best to ask Yamato to dance, words are being weird, so leans up to kiss Yamato's jaw.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato grins despite himself, and leans down to return the favour, kissing Quentin's cheek quickly.

[heatherandsteel]

He shifts a little closer at the kiss as the band starts up a faster song.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Doyouwanttodance," Yamato says, very rapidly and very garbled, and possibly a little more forcefully than intended.

[heatherandsteel]

"Yes, that'd be great," The question comes through and Quentin's smile is huge.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato can't help but smile, even if only for a moment, before he steps away and takes Quentin's hand, leading him a little closer to where people are dancing.

[heatherandsteel]

Quentin stands up and squeezes Yamato's hand as the band shifts gears slightly to a little slower song.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato's a little awkward as he starts dancing, but he is, at least, a good dancer, with a fairly natural sense of rhythm. He's not stepping on Quentin's feet, at the very least.

[heatherandsteel]

Its fairly dark and there are other couples, one man in an impressively sparkly shirt says, "You're so cute, glitter boys."

Then kisses his own partner as the band slows the music way down and Quentin, who's also a good dancer turns pink.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato scowls on reflex, albeit without any particular rancour behind it, even as his cheeks turn pink.

As the music slows down, he leans in, giving Quentin a quick, light kiss.

[heatherandsteel]

Quentin reaches over to tousle Yamato's hair to loosen some of the glitter, "I like you all shiny."

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"You look better with glitter than I do," Yamato says wryly. "It suits you."

[heatherandsteel]

He shrugs and shakes his hair, "I guess, its the whole not human thing."

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Maybe," Yamato says. "Or, er, just the whole thing where you're, um, very pretty."

[heatherandsteel]

"Oh," Its not something he thinks about and he gets pinker.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Y-Yeah, so, um. That's probably it."

[heatherandsteel]

He has no idea what to say, being pretty is just there for him, he's one of the Fair Folk, but the way Yamato says it gets to him, "I um, everyone I know is kind of like this and you're you and awesome."

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"You're making me blush," Yamato mutters, looking just about anywhere that isn't Quentin's face.

[heatherandsteel]

"You make me blush, I'm being fair," He darts a kiss to Yamato's cheek.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"I don't do it on purpose," Yamato says, even if he does sound a little bit happy about it.

[heatherandsteel]

"I like it when you do," And he likes hearing Yamato being happy.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Y-Yeah? I, um, sometimes think it's fine when you make me blush, too," Yamato says, fixing his gaze on some particularly interesting leaves.

[heatherandsteel]

"Then I guess we kind of work," The slow song finishes and Quentin doesn't really want to let go of Yamato so stays holding him.