d | a december catchall (open & closed)

[damnpire]

WHO: d & others
WHERE: the stygian hellscape
WHEN: month of december
WHAT: mistletoe kissing, winter cuddling, soulmates(?), spoon threatened me with a good time, trying to make francy stop being mean to rosa, inside d's door maybe
WARNINGS: dr...ug use...? (looks at silco and frowns), possible blood drinking, a claude date, dallisto, laurent's foul and grumpy mouth, problematically kissing heewon, dimitrid being depressed having to hold hands and kiss

OOC plotting post

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[declass]

[ hei is on hiatus we can do what we want now.

a curse would make sense, though, because rosa can normally handle cold very well. this is so hateful and she does her best to show that she's not annoyed by this.

at the question though, she shrugs. ]

Probably! These things are rather pesky, aren't they?

[damnpire]

[It's okay. Rosa is being polite, and D will make up for it by, for once, actually showing a little of a single emotion: annoyance. Mistletoe has to be the worst thing outside of garlic.]

More of it is appearing in the building.

[So yes. BOTHERSOME.]

Do you need help...?

[declass]

No, it's fine. I'll just manage another curse.

[ it is said with the kind of air of someone who has been cursed so many times at this, and is slowly going used to it. ]

You probably shouldn't get too close though so you won't be in its range.

[damnpire]

[Rosa really thinks HIS chivalry ass is going to allow a woman to be burdened AGAIN with a curse than can be easily (but annoyingly) avoided with kissing? Foolish.

His lips thin into a frown.]

There isn't any point in suffering unnecessarily.

[declass]

There are worse ways to suffer.

[ but he already seems annoyed, so... ]

Plus, I wouldn't want to drag you into it.

[damnpire]

[The only reason the first part irritates him is because it reminds him of Sakura and the excuses she uses to continue working herself to death.]

The existence of a worse suffering shouldn't be a reason to accept any current suffering.

[FIRST OF ALL.]

I don't mind, if you'd like to get out.

[declass]

[ that is so funny. she shouldn't find it funny, but she can't really help it. ]

I have never been kissed before.

[ she will just admit to it. she's had kisses on the cheek, or on the hand, but nothing any more intimate than that. ]

[damnpire]

[ROSA... This is serious, okay!!! Oh.

His expression doesn't change at all, but he does pause for a long moment.]

Are you saving your first kiss for someone you care for?

[He will be polite and ask. Rosa is saving herself for marriage... even though they're dead, ignore that.]

[declass]

That is a romantic thought that I can't really afford to have.

[ it is actually pretty laughable, the idea of of wanting to find a significant other? although rosa realizes that kind of thinking was once normal for her. it's amazing, how time and circumstances change. ]

I'm not, no. This is just not the situation I ever pictured it happening in.

[damnpire]

[It's not stopping others here, ROSA. But he understands. #samehat]

I do not mind helping you get free then. If you are not against such a thing.

[Awkward that this situation has forced Rosa to now experience a first kiss.]

[declass]

[ this is truly the most inconvenient thing in the world.

but d is such a gentleman it's endearing, and she actually got to see him emote today, so... ]

Shall we kiss, sir?

[damnpire]

[While it doesn’t bother him, did she have to say it that way so casually…?

Reaching up, he removes the ridiculous hat politely so it’s out of the way. She can have a moment to understand how awkward this must be, or maybe to change her mind actually.

I do not give her a chance to change her mind though because in this same tag, D approaches beneath the mistletoe along with her. One hand holds the hat, the other reaches out to brace against the arm of the couch; he doesn’t touch her except to bend over and down from above.]

Excuse me.

[An apology… without it being either of their faults.

He presses his lips against hers, chaste, but not distant or cold. His lips are surprisingly warm for a young man whose skin seems like a well-polished corpse.]