forum cats, dogs, and rats//one on one (closed)

Started February 20, 2019 by @_sleeby_rat_

tune

Met added his number and name ("Met", not his full name, good try). He didn't leave a photo.
"You can do whatever with the photograph." He handed back the phone, pocketing his own.

Kadachi nodded, taking his phone back with a small smile. "I'll text you when I'm on my way," he said, putting his phone in his pocket now

Met nodded, wondering what he should wear. "Alright. I'll see you in a few hours."

(aight)

Kadachi was a little early at the restaurant, and had already ordered himself a drink. He sipped his tea idly, fingers drumming along the table's surface as he glanced around, waiting for Met

(Ye. Also it's an Indian buffet restaurant, so)

Met entered the cafe with a neat black dress-shirt on with matching gray khakis. He spotted Kadachi and scooted across the restaurant, smoothing back his hair for the umpteenth time.
"Hey," Met said breathlessly. "Sorry I'm late."

(oh shit I spaced lmao lemme fix that)

"Oh, it's alright. I was early," Kadachi assured him, smiling warmly. He glanced Met over, almost immediately feeling underdressed. He had exchanged his prior clothes for an adorable grey turtleneck and a pair of black jeans with small rips in them, but he couldn't help but feel like he should have worn something better

Met grinned back and took a seat, messing with his belt for a few moments before looking back up at him.
"You… um… look great." He smiled faintly. "I wish I could wear a turtleneck like that."

Kadachi seemed surprised at first, but a shy blush quickly spread across his face. "Thank you. You…You look very nice as well," he answered, turtling a little into his collar

"Oh, thanks," Met said softly, messing with the black collar of his shirt. He contemplated unbuttoning it, but then his tattoo would be directly in view. Why did he get it, anyway?

Kadachi smiled a little, giving a little nod before taking another small sip of his tea. He couldn't help but glance Met over again. He really did look handsome like this, and his cheeks flushed ever so slightly at the thought

Met decided to keep his shirt buttoned up to his neck. He was clearly uncomfortable with it that high, but he ignored it bluntly, and looked up when their waitress approached. He ordered a water and milk.

Kadachi was still thinking about what he wanted to eat, so he didn't get anything but a refill. Though after a moment more of looking at Met, he found himself giggling softly. "Why do you have your shirt buttoned up that high? You're going to choke yourself like that," he teased

Met sipped on his water once it came, looking up at him once he spoke with a blush. "I… I just have stuff I want to hide, I guess," He admitted with a small laugh, setting the cup down.

"You don't need to do that, Met. I don't mind at all about any marks or scars or tattoos you might have. I have plenty of my own," Kadachi said softly, giving him a little smile. "Don't cover up on my account. You shouldn't have to be uncomfortable."

Met grinned back faintly. "Trust me, I'm not uncomfortable. It's just the tattoo… I shouldn't have gotten it, really. There was just a time in my life that… unfortunately really liked flowers…"

Kadachi almost immediately lit up, a cute little gasp escaping him as he looked up at Met with wide eyes. "I love flowers!" he exclaimed, doing his best to remember to keep his voice down

Met grinned lightly, perhaps more than what Kadachi had seen. "Well, I have a fuck-ton (excuse my language) of tattoos. This one's just… annoying. It and my other tats almost lost me a job."

(pfft)

Kadachi just huffed a little at that. "One thing I do not understand about American culture is their aversion towards tattoos. In my home, they were revered for the story they told. Ink on one's body was viewed as precious, but many here seem to hate them. In my opinion, unless you have a swastika tattoo–in which case I will actually stab you–or something of the like, it is automatically lovely."

(Met was saying that, not me, lmao)

Met shrugged faintly, looking down at the table. "People just think they're unprofessional. They belong to 'unintelligent' people. So I got easy-to-hide ones, apart from a few exceptions on my arms and neck. And my hip. I have a lot of tattoos."

(I still find it funny)

"I have a few myself, though I'm not as heavily tattooed as some of my people were. Most are flowers, with small salamanders hidden in each. In my city it was customary to get tattoos that told stories, though I was never able to finish mine," Kadachi said with a soft smile

Met tilted his head a little tugging at his collar before relaxing again. "Really? Why weren't you able to finish your story?" And do you want me to help you? Met conspiculously finished in his mind.