[ there's a look of abject horror dawning on livio's face as he notices it's cid's door, and somehow he never considered that he'd know the person he's supposed to deliver a candygram to. this is the worst case scenario. he's already been teased!! he's never going to live this down! ]
Er--- d-delivery.... fer you.
[ he opts to ignore the order to sing entirely and shoves a parcel of sweets at cid ]
[ Now that he thinks of it, he's seen some of these being inflicted on other people. While he doesn't really expect one for himself, it's the delivery person that's more of a surprise than anything.
No one who's old enough to be interested in him is going to bother with something like a secret admirer, but he can think of one person who might decide that it's the best way to make an offer. ]
Right, sure. Very secret. [ He takes the chocolate and, after a moment's bemused consideration, he decides to take pity on poor Livio as well. ] Do you want to come inside and put on a proper shirt before you freeze your tits off?
[ He thinks the man doth protest too much. Cid raises an eyebrow, but he decides to let it rest for the moment. If it is some sort of crush, it's harmless enough... assuming Livio doesn't give himself frostbite.
He steps out of the doorway, expecting Livio to follow and close the door behind him. ] I won't tell your mum if that's what you're worried about.
[ Cid's motel room is clean but cluttered. There are several boxes piled up in front of the tiny eat-in kitchen, clearly packed to be moved. His bed has been pushed to the corner, as out of the way as it can be, to allow space for a makeshift workbench covered in tools and a few small mechanical projects (a prosthetic hand, a small, non-functional robot, and a model boat).
Despite all his huffing, Cid himself has gone straight for the kitchen to put a kettle on. ] I don't have any wine, so tea will have to do you. Have a seat wherever you like. [ A pause. ] You've got pants on under that, haven't you?
[ livio doesn't even realize cid thinks it's from him, he's a bit of a dingus that way. he's still mortified by this entire situation, but he follows meekly after cid into the motel room, closing the door politely, then looking around in interest at the workbench, tools, and projects ]
Yer always makin' fun of me....
[ he mutters in response, almost under his breath. ]
[ livio doesn't usually drink tea, but he's not going to complain. especially since it's warm, and he's freezing ]
Tea is fine. And I--- I do have pants on!!
[ that's the only thing he's managed to sneak under this terrible costume ]
[ He could have been delivering for someone else, Cid supposes. He seems embarrassed enough about the whole affair that he probably wouldn't have worked up the gumption on his own.
He is reminding Cid more and more of Goetz, however, for better or worse. If anyone whose reproach might actually get to Cid, it's Goetz.
He sighs, turns to face the other man and braces his hands on the edge of the kitchen counter. ] It's because I'm a mean old bastard.
[ This is as close as he comes to an apology. It's really pretty bad. At least he lets the pants comment go with little more than a quick grin. ] Well, now that we've got that sorted... This isn't your usual work, is it? I don't imagine the candies are all that heavy.
[ livio says at once!! don't think of yourself like this cid!! (nevermind it was kind of tongue in cheek). just because he likes to tease, doesn't make him a bastard. ]
[ in livio's mind, anyway. he won't stand for cid disparaging himself, apparently. loser. ]
No, I usually work in construction. But I got my wallet stolen recently. [ which is very embarrassing for a guy with enhanced senses. ] So I need the joolies.
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Er--- d-delivery.... fer you.
[ he opts to ignore the order to sing entirely and shoves a parcel of sweets at cid ]
From.... a secret admirer.
[ why can't the floor open to swallow him up? ]
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No one who's old enough to be interested in him is going to bother with something like a secret admirer, but he can think of one person who might decide that it's the best way to make an offer. ]
Right, sure. Very secret. [ He takes the chocolate and, after a moment's bemused consideration, he decides to take pity on poor Livio as well. ] Do you want to come inside and put on a proper shirt before you freeze your tits off?
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I don't know who it is!
[ before he asks. he's just the delivery cupid boy. ]
[ but he takes pity on livio, inviting him in, and livio, after furtively glancing to his left and to his right ]
Would that be okay?
[ cid's technically his last delivery anyway. and he is freezing.... ]
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He steps out of the doorway, expecting Livio to follow and close the door behind him. ] I won't tell your mum if that's what you're worried about.
[ Cid's motel room is clean but cluttered. There are several boxes piled up in front of the tiny eat-in kitchen, clearly packed to be moved. His bed has been pushed to the corner, as out of the way as it can be, to allow space for a makeshift workbench covered in tools and a few small mechanical projects (a prosthetic hand, a small, non-functional robot, and a model boat).
Despite all his huffing, Cid himself has gone straight for the kitchen to put a kettle on. ] I don't have any wine, so tea will have to do you. Have a seat wherever you like. [ A pause. ] You've got pants on under that, haven't you?
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Yer always makin' fun of me....
[ he mutters in response, almost under his breath. ]
[ livio doesn't usually drink tea, but he's not going to complain. especially since it's warm, and he's freezing ]
Tea is fine. And I--- I do have pants on!!
[ that's the only thing he's managed to sneak under this terrible costume ]
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He is reminding Cid more and more of Goetz, however, for better or worse. If anyone whose reproach might actually get to Cid, it's Goetz.
He sighs, turns to face the other man and braces his hands on the edge of the kitchen counter. ] It's because I'm a mean old bastard.
[ This is as close as he comes to an apology. It's really pretty bad. At least he lets the pants comment go with little more than a quick grin. ] Well, now that we've got that sorted... This isn't your usual work, is it? I don't imagine the candies are all that heavy.
[ What are they feeding this man. ]
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[ livio says at once!! don't think of yourself like this cid!! (nevermind it was kind of tongue in cheek). just because he likes to tease, doesn't make him a bastard. ]
[ in livio's mind, anyway. he won't stand for cid disparaging himself, apparently. loser. ]
No, I usually work in construction. But I got my wallet stolen recently. [ which is very embarrassing for a guy with enhanced senses. ] So I need the joolies.
[ anyway, moving on.... ]
Interestin' setup ya got here, mister Cid.