[ when rafayel first asked tobari to move into the same apartment complex at him, tobari's retort was the immediate and so very rude "do i look like i want to spend that much time with you?" while he simultaneously pulled up the listings on his phone so he could book a showing that weekend. some people might call tobari a workaholic, and they'd be right, but unfortunately despite all his grumbling and griping, he doesn't hate what he does.
even though he arguably goes the extra five steps as a manager and bodyguard, keying into rafayel's apartment first thing in the morning with a black garment bag already slung over his shoulder, breakfast hanging at the crook of his elbow, and the schedule for today being meticulously double-checked on his phone. tobari lets himself in like he lives there, which he basically does even though he manages the paper thin boundary of at least going back to his own place to sleep. ("i pay rent so i should at least do that much" is the only reason he ever provides.)
today's schedule isn't too hectic. an on-site photoshoot, at some point he expects rafayel to go live today even if it's just while they're driving on the way there, and then he gets to enjoy a half day since tomorrow's his comeback stage after a short break. back to the grind. tobari can only imagine how annoying rafayel will be now that he's forced to work again, so he does his best to balance out the schedule for that reason.
the items he brought get put off to the side and he doesn't knock when he opens the door to rafayel's bedroom. ]
Oi. Raf. Get up.
[ what a nice alarm. tobari's going to open the blinds now also without asking. ]
[ being an idol had never explicitly been a desire of his, but he did enjoy the more artistic aspects of it. to be honest, he was more absorbed with composing than he was with the more social aspect of it. not that it didn't feel nice to move his body, and express his music in a way that was uniquely different than any other medium, but that he tired of being in the public eye at times. he may have quit if he wasn't so drawn to his manager and bodyguard from day one...
so it's thanks to tobari that he's made it this far. you know, other than also physically wrangling him to complete his duties.
honestly, he isn't even sure if they started off on the right foot. if anything, he may have just been another eccentric artist to him, and yet the time in which they spent together solidified his own feelings. at times, he already consider tobari close enough to be his boyfriend (he doesn't realize this is a textbook situationship), and yet he also remains elusive enough where rafayel actually doesn't know if he's ever heard how he feels about him? food for thought?
regardless, there's no actual thoughts in his head when he blearily blinks his eyes. he looks back to the clock just briefly cracking an eye open, before he just rolls over. he makes a whining noise, but nothing more... in reality, he may already waiting for tobari to edge closer to the bed.
[ tobari is so trusting of the people he already likes and it will be the end of him
the idol business aggravates him to no end—but what's not to like about people accomplishing their dreams? suzune probably is chasing after their foster mother's footsteps of being an idol, and it was probably that same woman who picked out tobari's skills of managing people and actually looking out for workers and told him to get into show business. there's no doubt that he and rafayel probably butt heads at first... but it's not hard to win tobari over with enough time and dedication. rafayel loves his music and works hard for it, and if this is how he can share it with the world, then tobari can't help but be naturally supportive.
by now, he likes rafayel more than anything else about the job—and so they're just a bit stuck together. maybe sometimes they are too close? but tobari never puts much thought into that. at this point, imposing any meaningful distance would just make rafayel upset...
but right now he's just worried about rafayel being fucking late. with the morning light illuminating the room, tobari rounds over to the bed and reaches out to grab a fistful of covers threateningly. he will pull. do not test him. ]
[ it's true. the second he perceives distance, he's throwing a fit. just kidding, but he definitely would give chase.
rafayel has always considered himself as the type who took initiative, and their relationship is no different. ... even if his words may come across more like demands and endless pouts than anything intrinsically romantic. but!!!!!! they're surely one and the same!!!
even now, he's simply laying in wait until tobari grabs hold of the edge the covers. it's in this moment, he reaches out and grabs tobari's wrist, yanking it tightly. this is so embarrassingly shoujo... but, he does his best to pull tobari right on top of him. ( alien probing voice ) would your character be the mounter or the mounted?
still, he pretends to be in a haze. he cracks a single eye open as he speaks languidly. ] Five more minutes.
[ he says while trying to wrap his arms around tobari... they're going to be late fr. ]
tobari's guard was down so he is ultimately getting dragged onto the bed, just barely trying to catch himself so he doesn't fully collide with rafayel—except when rafayel wants them to crash into each other, is he really that successful? he keeps his palm by rafayel's head even as they end up tangled with each other and he grouches even though this is probably exactly the type of situation that parasocial fangirls fantasize about and write in their wattpad fanfics. ungrateful. ]
We don't have five minutes, Raf.
[ that's a lie. they do. tobari puts in a fifteen minute buffer everyday because he assumes rafayel would be a pain in the ass. but that fifteen minutes has to last the entire fucking day!!
he's going to try to drag himself out of the hold even if it means wholeass pulling rafayel out of the bed with him ]
[ i like how you could not ignore the alien probing voice
when tobari ends up over him, his hands pressed against the pillow next to his head, he cant deny the sly smile that slips onto his lips. he keeps his hold over tobari, his hands sliding over his sides, trying to slide in the gap of his shirt until... ]
[ he feels tobari using all of his power to pull out of his hold? he makes a disgruntled sound as he not-so-gracefully gets dragged out of the bed. half on the floor, he releases, only to push his lips out in displeasure. ]
You're so mean. You didn't even come over last night...
[ or maybe he had another undisclosed invitation that he didn't mention to rafayel... either way, there's the slightest chance that rafayel might've felt the uptick of tobari's heartbeat from his wandering hands—it feels like raf is getting bolder and bolder everyday?
still, he feels bad just leaving him half on the floor... so he sighs, sliding his arm behind raf's back and then behind his knees, scooping him out of bed by force and then putting him on his feet as a compromise so he's just not dragged and manhandled so rudely. now he's manhandled semi-politely ]
You only have a half day today, so I'll be around tonight.
regardless, it's probably also a simple fact that he may or may not have been scanning a few other idol's insta pages until the early morning hours, including their private accounts (yori, awayuki, and hinagiku were probably the few he ran to first, but shh). this probably contributes to his lack of sleep, but he doesn't make that obvious.
instead, he focuses on picking himself off the floor with tobari's help. or mostly, tobari's help. it feels strange to be carried by him like that, but he doesn't seem to hate it. if anything, it's the opposite. he smiles a little, even as he makes a show of rubbing some of the sleep from his eyes... like he didn't just feel tobari up. ]
Harassment is a bit much, you know. Especially when you normally can't get enough of me. [ like now, he wants to say, but he doesn't. instead he gives a small nod. he's a bit happy about the half day...
if just because it feels like tobari planned it for the both of them. (delusion)
that said, he's already holding his arms out as if asking for tobari to help dress him. ]
[ NOT YOU ASSUMING IT'S YORI. tobari probably ignores all of yori's messages... realistically he probably went to tsuyukusa's to look at sound equipment because tobari's a nerd and probably wants to look at the latest audio recording options that would best suit rafayel's voice the next time they go to the studio and tsuyukusa is probably one of the best sound engineers in the business... tsuyukusa doesn't post on insta and neither does tobari so this meeting went undisclosed and it was still partially for rafayel anyway ]
Think you're still asleep since you're dreaming out loud?
[ but tobari doesn't mind helping to dress raf... but he'll reach up to brush some of his hair out of his eyes ]
Go wash up first. There's drool on your cheek. [ there isn't ] We're changing you into the photoshoot clothes while we're here since there's no changing rooms on site...
[ they have to get creative. tobari will pull away after then, now in full manager mode as he collects the black garment bag that has raf's change of clothes in it as well as the separate bag with their breakfast... if he's lucky he can multi-task to off-set some of the ways that raf slows them down by being a menace ]
[ even worse. he's probably studied tobari's type.
but, maybe in this world, rafayel hadn't spoken to tsuyukusa extensively. less variables for him to consider, especially when he's already lowkey concerned about where tobari's been spending his time. but, since tobari is acting the same as usual, he feels an odd sense of relief from it. ]
Okaaaaay, okay. No need to start nagging, Mommybari. [ he says this, even when he clearly looks pleased. he cracks a small smile as he's already making his way to brush his teeth and wash his face.
when he returns, his face and neck are still wet. this doesn't stop him from invading tobari's personal space again, though. albeit, this time, he does look a bit more interested in what's in all the bags. ]
Oh, isn't this from the new place down the road? When did you have time to get this? [ tobari, your hours... ]
[ NOT STUDYING HIS TYPE. BRATS. rafayel your jealousy is legendary… it’s fine. tobari and tsuyukusa can barely admit they’re friends even though they’re obviously friends
tobari makes a face at the nickname, but he’s already opening up the breakfast bag and finding a place for it… he’s gotten those fluffy soufflé pancakes for rafayel, topped with white sugar and strawberry pieces. tobari scoops up a perfect bite and feeds it to him, his other hand dipping down to tug off his pajama shirt at the same time. ]
Pants. [ a brief instruction for rafayel to strip himself because tobari has limits, even if just barely. and then to answer his question, ] I’ve already been up for a few hours.
Staff’s nice though. We’ll have to go in person eventually.
[ him like wow, tobari's type is strange... (zero self-awareness)
he opens his mouth and already begins chewing down on the pancakes. in spite of the mint from the toothpaste still strong in his mouth, the tartness of the berries still end up shining through, and he can't help but let out a contented sound. ] Mm, it's just the right amount of sweetness.
[ almost like second nature, he strips down easily with little command. he lets tobari dress him as needed, but half-way through... he does realize that this feels wrong???? shouldn't two people who are dating (debatable) have a little more tension than this?
he looks back at tobari and suddenly grabs his hands. you are allowed to stare, tobari...
or so rafayel's silent gaze seems to be saying. in reality, he probably looks crazy. ]
[ in between feeding rafayel bites and handing him pieces of clothes to put on, tobari uses the same fork to also feed himself. for this reason only, rafayel is valid in thinking they’re dating for the sheer level of nonchalance tobari has over indirect kisses and having a nearly naked idol in front of him.
but it’s funny that while rafayel is thinking about the importance of ust in their relationship(?), tobari is trying to manage the insane multi-tasking of getting the both of them fed, getting raf dressed, and running a mental timer of how long they have before they leave
and then his hands are seized and he’s being stared at insanely ]
[ NOT THE INDIRECT KISSES!!!! reason #58978 rafayel is being so misled
except, he can only blame himself for relying purely on ( singles inferno voice ) eye contact and banter. jk, his affections on the day-to-day are probably strikingly obvious. you know, aside from tobari himself, who probably thinks rafayel is just permanently on idol mode.
like now when tobari stares and rafayel even gives him a wink.
... when that also doesn't seem to be working, and tobari just gives him that what, his lips easily settle into a slight pout. ] I was trying to give you some extra service. [ he leads tobari's hands to touch over his waist. ] What do you think?
[ it's true, he just thinks that he's being harassed because rafayel is just like this... they're together all the time and this is just how rafayel interacts with him? why would he think that he's any different to anyone else?
briefly, tobari's expression teeters into exasperation over the wink and where his hands are guided... okay................... ]
I think....
[ the corner of his mouth quirks up into a smirk—the only warning before he pinches at rafayel's sides and then tickles him relentlessly ]
You become a real problem for me when you get this bored. Come on, finish getting dressed, we need to get in the car.
Hey, that's cheating...! [ he's already trying to suppress a laugh and keep it cool. but that's incredibly hard when he's also wiggling from side to side trying to avoid his hands. he's retreating away with his hands up— ]
Okay, okay!! Sheesh, instead of a bodyguard, you sure you weren't sent to be my assassin?
[ going to finish changing!!! not happily though!!! ]
[ hilarious... tobari is openly laughing, double-checking that the bag is packed for the day... rafayel's sketchpad for composing, water, melon drink, some candy, spare clothes if they want to try to get dinner like normal people after the shoot... ]
That's true, I have enough of your weaknesses memorized to be good at that, too.
[ but then he'll go and take one more bite of their pancakes once the bag is packed and on his shoulder... he brings the styrofoam over to rafayel, scooping up the last perfect bite and holding it up to his mouth ]
Here, last bite. [ and as if he's just thinking about something - ] It's also colder than I thought it'd be outside. I'm gonna borrow one of your jackets.
[ the cheapest and most nondescript jacket that raf has.............. he doesn't want to deal with fans noticing clothes sharing because they insanely would
upon reflection i think you really can't blame raf for thinking they were dating ]
[ tobari laughs and rafayel plans his revenge for later.
but, it's hard to stay (fake) mad when tobari is so diligent in preparing his bag for the day. even if the sight is one he sees everyday, he can't help but be taken by the idea that tobari's thoughts are filled with him from day to until night (because it's his job). he zips his jacket, and places his face mask on, only pulling it below his chin to get the final bite of pancake.
however, he only ends up biting into half of it, before pushing the rest back to tobari.
with that settled, he'll then reach from around tobari to pull out a similar jacket to the one he's wearing. the only difference is that rafayel's has a hood. ready for the fans to be insane... their brainrot... our brainrot. anyway, he's already helping tobari put it on before he can say no. ]
Actually, I bought this for you from before, so you don't need to bother returning it.
[ not the half a bite of pancake... tobari tilts his head in confusion but he doesn't want to waste it, so sure, he'll eat the rest.
except he's blinking in surprise when rafayel brings out a jacket for him.... why are they matching........ they don't have time to bicker about this so he'll just slip his arms into the jacket anyway ]
.... I thought I told you to stop spending money on me....
[ do they have this argument in every au. i think so ]
[ he's probably heard this before and he swiftly decides, he doesn't like hearing it, soooo. ]
Come on, let's head out. Is it okay if I put the accessories on in the car?
[ he's now carefully zipping tobari up, taking his time as he's letting his knuckles touch his body. when he's done, he smiles as he latches the top button over the zipper; tobari zipped up to under his chin is somehow really cute to him. ]
I said you have better things to save for. [ grumbling!! but also, ] .... thanks.
[ HE CAN'T BE INCONSIDERATE. he doesn't want rafayel to think that it's wasted on him... it's a nice jacket... so he frowns even as he lets rafayel zip him all the way up....
still, he'll reach up to gently pinch raf's cheek before letting go. he's a pain but he's tobari's pain ]
Mm, that's fine. There'll be a makeup artist on set.
[ but he'll grab their bag as well the keys, moving to head out and expecting rafayel to follow. ]
As long as I have my music, it’s not like I’ll ever starve. Probably. [ so it’s not for tobari to worry about, or so he thinks. he’s about to pat him on the head, but is beat out by the way tobari pinches his cheek. hey… he’s the older one?
he gently pushes his shoulder against tobari’s in a petty revenge as he moves past him. though, not before he grabs a drink packet out of the cabinet for tobari. health drink… since it’s cold out, he figures he will need his vitamins and herbal supplements. he tucks it into his jacket pocket as he follows him out.
it’s nice to be able to commute together. while he dutifully moved to sit in the back seat, it’s not without him already trying to help tobari put his seatbelt on from behind… ]
Is it the same makeup artist from last time? They didn’t go back to Yori? [ you thought i wouldn’t mention him here. ntr… ]
[ the way that rafayel is like 'probably' but tobari has already prepared in advance for the possibility that one day he might get tired of idol life and tobari needs to have a specific number for raf to have saved up to make sure he never is at risk of being a starving artist................... tobari like 'you can retire comfortably when you hit x amount of dollars and i will not be terrified for you' like a worrywart
not the health drink... truly tobari's horrible lungs persist in every universe. he'll catch the seatbelt after raf is trying to help him put it on, huffing out a breath ]
I got it, Raf. [ even if he finds the assistance endearing...
and then he immediately scowls at the mention of yori ] Same one, but I can't convince her to drop him as a client even though he's an ass. So she still worked with him on his last editorial shoot... but she does good work. It takes skill to take such a putrid person and cover up all his shit.
[ grumble mumble......... yori probably looked great even though he's a BITCH ]
[ this is why tobari gets called mommybari... he can't even complain
tobari is managing his finances, while he is managing tobari's health. despite how resistant he is to schedules in general, and how prone he was to absorbed by his own whims— it's true that he did his best to also ensure tobari was being taken care of. was the venue warm enough? did he bring him an extra heat pack? scarf?
but, maybe it's easier to worry about him, when all his items are so well taken care of. it's why he doesn't think twice about trying to help him with his seatbelt. even if there may be an ulterior motive to it. he has to spice up their relationship (there is no relationship). ]
You say that, but I saw you staring. [ a pout as he releases his hold of the seatbelt as soon as tobari clicks it into place. he settles back into his seat with a small sigh, like he's a pet that's been abandoned all day. ] ... That other shoot you mentioned the other day, don't decline it.
[ he probably yapped about how he wasn't interested and how it had nothing to do with music,
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idol au........
even though he arguably goes the extra five steps as a manager and bodyguard, keying into rafayel's apartment first thing in the morning with a black garment bag already slung over his shoulder, breakfast hanging at the crook of his elbow, and the schedule for today being meticulously double-checked on his phone. tobari lets himself in like he lives there, which he basically does even though he manages the paper thin boundary of at least going back to his own place to sleep. ("i pay rent so i should at least do that much" is the only reason he ever provides.)
today's schedule isn't too hectic. an on-site photoshoot, at some point he expects rafayel to go live today even if it's just while they're driving on the way there, and then he gets to enjoy a half day since tomorrow's his comeback stage after a short break. back to the grind. tobari can only imagine how annoying rafayel will be now that he's forced to work again, so he does his best to balance out the schedule for that reason.
the items he brought get put off to the side and he doesn't knock when he opens the door to rafayel's bedroom. ]
Oi. Raf. Get up.
[ what a nice alarm. tobari's going to open the blinds now also without asking. ]
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so it's thanks to tobari that he's made it this far. you know, other than also physically wrangling him to complete his duties.
honestly, he isn't even sure if they started off on the right foot. if anything, he may have just been another eccentric artist to him, and yet the time in which they spent together solidified his own feelings. at times, he already consider tobari close enough to be his boyfriend (he doesn't realize this is a textbook situationship), and yet he also remains elusive enough where rafayel actually doesn't know if he's ever heard how he feels about him? food for thought?
regardless, there's no actual thoughts in his head when he blearily blinks his eyes. he looks back to the clock just briefly cracking an eye open, before he just rolls over. he makes a whining noise, but nothing more... in reality, he may already waiting for tobari to edge closer to the bed.
puts out his bait... ]
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the idol business aggravates him to no end—but what's not to like about people accomplishing their dreams? suzune probably is chasing after their foster mother's footsteps of being an idol, and it was probably that same woman who picked out tobari's skills of managing people and actually looking out for workers and told him to get into show business. there's no doubt that he and rafayel probably butt heads at first... but it's not hard to win tobari over with enough time and dedication. rafayel loves his music and works hard for it, and if this is how he can share it with the world, then tobari can't help but be naturally supportive.
by now, he likes rafayel more than anything else about the job—and so they're just a bit stuck together. maybe sometimes they are too close? but tobari never puts much thought into that. at this point, imposing any meaningful distance would just make rafayel upset...
but right now he's just worried about rafayel being fucking late. with the morning light illuminating the room, tobari rounds over to the bed and reaches out to grab a fistful of covers threateningly. he will pull. do not test him. ]
Breakfast is gonna get cold, moron.
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rafayel has always considered himself as the type who took initiative, and their relationship is no different. ... even if his words may come across more like demands and endless pouts than anything intrinsically romantic. but!!!!!! they're surely one and the same!!!
even now, he's simply laying in wait until tobari grabs hold of the edge the covers. it's in this moment, he reaches out and grabs tobari's wrist, yanking it tightly. this is so embarrassingly shoujo... but, he does his best to pull tobari right on top of him. ( alien probing voice ) would your character be the mounter or the mounted?
still, he pretends to be in a haze. he cracks a single eye open as he speaks languidly. ] Five more minutes.
[ he says while trying to wrap his arms around tobari... they're going to be late fr. ]
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not the shoujo pull
tobari's guard was down so he is ultimately getting dragged onto the bed, just barely trying to catch himself so he doesn't fully collide with rafayel—except when rafayel wants them to crash into each other, is he really that successful? he keeps his palm by rafayel's head even as they end up tangled with each other and he grouches even though this is probably exactly the type of situation that parasocial fangirls fantasize about and write in their wattpad fanfics. ungrateful. ]
We don't have five minutes, Raf.
[ that's a lie. they do. tobari puts in a fifteen minute buffer everyday because he assumes rafayel would be a pain in the ass. but that fifteen minutes has to last the entire fucking day!!
he's going to try to drag himself out of the hold even if it means wholeass pulling rafayel out of the bed with him ]
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when tobari ends up over him, his hands pressed against the pillow next to his head, he cant deny the sly smile that slips onto his lips. he keeps his hold over tobari, his hands sliding over his sides, trying to slide in the gap of his shirt until... ]
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You're so mean. You didn't even come over last night...
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[ or maybe he had another undisclosed invitation that he didn't mention to rafayel... either way, there's the slightest chance that rafayel might've felt the uptick of tobari's heartbeat from his wandering hands—it feels like raf is getting bolder and bolder everyday?
still, he feels bad just leaving him half on the floor... so he sighs, sliding his arm behind raf's back and then behind his knees, scooping him out of bed by force and then putting him on his feet as a compromise so he's just not dragged and manhandled so rudely. now he's manhandled semi-politely ]
You only have a half day today, so I'll be around tonight.
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regardless, it's probably also a simple fact that he may or may not have been scanning a few other idol's insta pages until the early morning hours, including their private accounts (yori, awayuki, and hinagiku were probably the few he ran to first, but shh). this probably contributes to his lack of sleep, but he doesn't make that obvious.
instead, he focuses on picking himself off the floor with tobari's help. or mostly, tobari's help. it feels strange to be carried by him like that, but he doesn't seem to hate it. if anything, it's the opposite. he smiles a little, even as he makes a show of rubbing some of the sleep from his eyes... like he didn't just feel tobari up. ]
Harassment is a bit much, you know. Especially when you normally can't get enough of me. [ like now, he wants to say, but he doesn't. instead he gives a small nod. he's a bit happy about the half day...
if just because it feels like tobari planned it for the both of them. (delusion)
that said, he's already holding his arms out as if asking for tobari to help dress him. ]
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Think you're still asleep since you're dreaming out loud?
[ but tobari doesn't mind helping to dress raf... but he'll reach up to brush some of his hair out of his eyes ]
Go wash up first. There's drool on your cheek. [ there isn't ] We're changing you into the photoshoot clothes while we're here since there's no changing rooms on site...
[ they have to get creative. tobari will pull away after then, now in full manager mode as he collects the black garment bag that has raf's change of clothes in it as well as the separate bag with their breakfast... if he's lucky he can multi-task to off-set some of the ways that raf slows them down by being a menace ]
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but, maybe in this world, rafayel hadn't spoken to tsuyukusa extensively. less variables for him to consider, especially when he's already lowkey concerned about where tobari's been spending his time. but, since tobari is acting the same as usual, he feels an odd sense of relief from it. ]
Okaaaaay, okay. No need to start nagging, Mommybari. [ he says this, even when he clearly looks pleased. he cracks a small smile as he's already making his way to brush his teeth and wash his face.
when he returns, his face and neck are still wet. this doesn't stop him from invading tobari's personal space again, though. albeit, this time, he does look a bit more interested in what's in all the bags. ]
Oh, isn't this from the new place down the road? When did you have time to get this? [ tobari, your hours... ]
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tobari makes a face at the nickname, but he’s already opening up the breakfast bag and finding a place for it… he’s gotten those fluffy soufflé pancakes for rafayel, topped with white sugar and strawberry pieces. tobari scoops up a perfect bite and feeds it to him, his other hand dipping down to tug off his pajama shirt at the same time. ]
Pants. [ a brief instruction for rafayel to strip himself because tobari has limits, even if just barely. and then to answer his question, ] I’ve already been up for a few hours.
Staff’s nice though. We’ll have to go in person eventually.
[ it’d get them nice publicity… ]
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he opens his mouth and already begins chewing down on the pancakes. in spite of the mint from the toothpaste still strong in his mouth, the tartness of the berries still end up shining through, and he can't help but let out a contented sound. ] Mm, it's just the right amount of sweetness.
[ almost like second nature, he strips down easily with little command. he lets tobari dress him as needed, but half-way through... he does realize that this feels wrong???? shouldn't two people who are dating (debatable) have a little more tension than this?
he looks back at tobari and suddenly grabs his hands. you are allowed to stare, tobari...
or so rafayel's silent gaze seems to be saying. in reality, he probably looks crazy. ]
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but it’s funny that while rafayel is thinking about the importance of ust in their relationship(?), tobari is trying to manage the insane multi-tasking of getting the both of them fed, getting raf dressed, and running a mental timer of how long they have before they leave
and then his hands are seized and he’s being stared at insanely ]
What.
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except, he can only blame himself for relying purely on ( singles inferno voice ) eye contact and banter. jk, his affections on the day-to-day are probably strikingly obvious. you know, aside from tobari himself, who probably thinks rafayel is just permanently on idol mode.
like now when tobari stares and rafayel even gives him a wink.
... when that also doesn't seem to be working, and tobari just gives him that what, his lips easily settle into a slight pout. ] I was trying to give you some extra service. [ he leads tobari's hands to touch over his waist. ] What do you think?
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briefly, tobari's expression teeters into exasperation over the wink and where his hands are guided... okay................... ]
I think....
[ the corner of his mouth quirks up into a smirk—the only warning before he pinches at rafayel's sides and then tickles him relentlessly ]
You become a real problem for me when you get this bored. Come on, finish getting dressed, we need to get in the car.
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Okay, okay!! Sheesh, instead of a bodyguard, you sure you weren't sent to be my assassin?
[ going to finish changing!!! not happily though!!! ]
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That's true, I have enough of your weaknesses memorized to be good at that, too.
[ but then he'll go and take one more bite of their pancakes once the bag is packed and on his shoulder... he brings the styrofoam over to rafayel, scooping up the last perfect bite and holding it up to his mouth ]
Here, last bite. [ and as if he's just thinking about something - ] It's also colder than I thought it'd be outside. I'm gonna borrow one of your jackets.
[ the cheapest and most nondescript jacket that raf has.............. he doesn't want to deal with fans noticing clothes sharing because they insanely would
upon reflection i think you really can't blame raf for thinking they were dating ]
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but, it's hard to stay (fake) mad when tobari is so diligent in preparing his bag for the day. even if the sight is one he sees everyday, he can't help but be taken by the idea that tobari's thoughts are filled with him from day to until night (because it's his job). he zips his jacket, and places his face mask on, only pulling it below his chin to get the final bite of pancake.
however, he only ends up biting into half of it, before pushing the rest back to tobari.
with that settled, he'll then reach from around tobari to pull out a similar jacket to the one he's wearing. the only difference is that rafayel's has a hood. ready for the fans to be insane... their brainrot... our brainrot. anyway, he's already helping tobari put it on before he can say no. ]
Actually, I bought this for you from before, so you don't need to bother returning it.
[ help, it's true... only tobari doesn't know they're dating. everyone else knows. ]
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except he's blinking in surprise when rafayel brings out a jacket for him.... why are they matching........ they don't have time to bicker about this so he'll just slip his arms into the jacket anyway ]
.... I thought I told you to stop spending money on me....
[ do they have this argument in every au. i think so ]
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[ he's probably heard this before and he swiftly decides, he doesn't like hearing it, soooo. ]
Come on, let's head out. Is it okay if I put the accessories on in the car?
[ he's now carefully zipping tobari up, taking his time as he's letting his knuckles touch his body. when he's done, he smiles as he latches the top button over the zipper; tobari zipped up to under his chin is somehow really cute to him. ]
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[ HE CAN'T BE INCONSIDERATE. he doesn't want rafayel to think that it's wasted on him... it's a nice jacket... so he frowns even as he lets rafayel zip him all the way up....
still, he'll reach up to gently pinch raf's cheek before letting go. he's a pain but he's tobari's pain ]
Mm, that's fine. There'll be a makeup artist on set.
[ but he'll grab their bag as well the keys, moving to head out and expecting rafayel to follow. ]
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he gently pushes his shoulder against tobari’s in a petty revenge as he moves past him. though, not before he grabs a drink packet out of the cabinet for tobari. health drink… since it’s cold out, he figures he will need his vitamins and herbal supplements. he tucks it into his jacket pocket as he follows him out.
it’s nice to be able to commute together. while he dutifully moved to sit in the back seat, it’s not without him already trying to help tobari put his seatbelt on from behind… ]
Is it the same makeup artist from last time? They didn’t go back to Yori? [ you thought i wouldn’t mention him here. ntr… ]
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not the health drink... truly tobari's horrible lungs persist in every universe. he'll catch the seatbelt after raf is trying to help him put it on, huffing out a breath ]
I got it, Raf. [ even if he finds the assistance endearing...
and then he immediately scowls at the mention of yori ] Same one, but I can't convince her to drop him as a client even though he's an ass. So she still worked with him on his last editorial shoot... but she does good work. It takes skill to take such a putrid person and cover up all his shit.
[ grumble mumble......... yori probably looked great even though he's a BITCH ]
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tobari is managing his finances, while he is managing tobari's health. despite how resistant he is to schedules in general, and how prone he was to absorbed by his own whims— it's true that he did his best to also ensure tobari was being taken care of. was the venue warm enough? did he bring him an extra heat pack? scarf?
but, maybe it's easier to worry about him, when all his items are so well taken care of. it's why he doesn't think twice about trying to help him with his seatbelt. even if there may be an ulterior motive to it. he has to spice up their relationship (there is no relationship). ]
You say that, but I saw you staring. [ a pout as he releases his hold of the seatbelt as soon as tobari clicks it into place. he settles back into his seat with a small sigh, like he's a pet that's been abandoned all day. ] ... That other shoot you mentioned the other day, don't decline it.
[ he probably yapped about how he wasn't interested and how it had nothing to do with music,
and here he is. flip flopping. ]
If he can do it, I can do it to, you know.
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