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@meow_wow
28 / male / bisexual / 8♢

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My Self-Summary

Back where I'm from, I was personally mentored by one of the best surgeons in the Kingdom of Rondon, who was a baron no less. Eventually, I also ended up serving as a combat medic for a war that just recently ended. As a result, I can't say I've had a lot of time exploring much in the way of hobbies, but I'll be glad to explore that kind of thing with people here. It's certainly much calmer by comparison.
My Future Plans

Difficult to say as we adjust to life in this resort, but right now I'm just interested in getting to know everyone else here and assuring we all have a pleasant time. I assure you, I'd like to see to it you have one.
My Talents

I used to work as a butler, so I have experiencing in mixing some pretty decent cocktails.

As much as I would love make people here a drink, I'd also enjoy showing how good I am with my hands. And, well, everything else, for the record.
Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

Not much for books honestly; they put me to sleep better than any sedative. But I do like jazz and swing music, mystery films, and I favor beef wellingtons.
My Ideal Partner

I consider myself a flexible man, but I like someone with a quick wit.

Height 5'9" Body Type Lean, muscular Smokes Occasionally. Drinks Always a fan of an old-fashioned. Drugs No Sign Someone clarify this for me. Education I was personally mentored. Occupation Doctor Income Well right now that's questionable, isn't it. Children None Pets None Hobbies Mixing cocktails is pretty relaxing.

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01. WINE OR BEER
Wine.

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
Mimes, because at least they don't talk.

.03 SHOWER OR BATH
Bath.

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
Pirates, I guess.

.05 TITS OR ASS
Both.

.06 COFFEE OR TEA
Coffee.

.07 SPICY OR SWEET
Spicy. Never really got used to sweets.

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
Summer.

.09 LEATHER OR LACE
Lace.

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
Both.

Personality Type
ISFJ-T

ENERGY
83%
introverted

MIND
87%
observant

NATURE
71%
feeling

TACTICS
72%
judging

IDENTITY
68%
turbulent

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…It’s okay.

[ the implications are still lost on him; his eyes shift away, shoulders tensing a bit. ]

I… know. That you love her. You don’t have to explain yourself to me.

[ oh boy. ]

Cloud.

[There's a slow, uneasy breath leaving him.]

It's true that I do. Of course I do. But... I also once assumed that the only person who loved me was gone. [nobodytelldaan] That I didn't have anything else going for me in my life. Knowing what my future was going to be in my world certainly didn't help either.

I was ready to accept that, for awhile. ...You... have helped me feel like I can have another shot at things.

[ it isn’t all falling into place, not entirely, but he can pick up a fraction of it. that there’s something in between them, even if he isn’t aware of how deep it goes. ]

I wouldn’t let you give up, even if you wanted to.

[ a beat. ]

I…

[ he starts. ]

I care about you.

[ close enough. ]

Good.

[It's been a few times Daan has gotten close, has fallen deep into a pit of despair, but he's always clawed out eventually. Losing Elise felt like a death sentence he was barely putting off, but now... now, not so much.

Daan leans in, gently kissing Cloud, slow and soft. He isn't blind to Cloud caring deeply, and maybe more than that.]

You might have joked about being special. But you are special to me.

Regardless of... whoever I have sex with in this resort, you're the person I'm always looking forward to seeing and being with.

…

[ warmth floods his chest, his heart stuttering for a moment — he’s… always wanted to be wanted. always wanted to be accepted. always wanted to be…

special.

cloud kisses him again, this one longer and fiercer than the last. ]

…I want you too, Daan.

[Softly, he hums into the kiss, keeping his hand to Cloud's cheek.]

I think... I'm ready to welcome that. Finally.

[ then comes the perpetual question of “what are we?” — but as per usual it goes unsaid.

fingers run up one of daan’s ears. ]

…We got the whole day ahead of us. Anything you wanna do?

[The ear twitches slightly, but he does like Cloud's fingers touching him.]

Well. Hopefully I won't want to fuck like crazy again today.

Barring that... We can start with breakfast. [Daan traces a finger idly over Cloud's shoulder.]

I've got the stamina to deal with it, for what it's worth.

[ probably. heat lingers where daan's finger slides down his skin. ]

...Oh. Right. Yeah. Anything you're craving?

True. That you do. Then... if it happens again... [Daan gently cups the side of his face.] I'd be relieved to have your help.

[And they won't have to do that song and dance again of getting people in the room. It still surprises him a little that Cloud had been jealous, but... there's something warming about it, too. Knowing how genuinely wanted Daan is.]

I usually eat pretty light first thing. But considering how things are right now... would you be okay with getting us food? Just some toast or something for me.

You… won’t need anyone else? [ he asks, curiosity and insecurity intermingling in his gaze. ] It’s fine if you do. I can stand guard again.

[ he leans into daan’s touch, relishing the warmth of his palm. somehow, he’ll never grow tired of that. ]

Yeah. I can do that. [ he sits up slowly. ] Can get us food for the rest of the day too.

I don't want anyone else. [It's said with a firm certainty as he sits up slowly after Cloud, leaning some of his weight against him.]

That'd be nice. I'd like just a day with you.

[It... even sounds like it makes him happy, which is a surprising thing to recognize in himself.]

[ that-- makes him take pause, throat tightening with an inexplicable feeling. how things have changed. he's not quite sure what to make of it, but...

despite everything-- it's nice.

cloud's fingers interlace with his, firmly. ]

...Okay. Then you'll have me.

[ and then a kiss to his temple, brisk and benign. ]

But you're gonna have to let me get up so we can eat.

[At first, Daan looks absolutely content with their hands joined and the kiss to his temple being so sweet.

Then he huffs at the idea of letting go, almost outright pouting.]

Hmph. I suppose.

[Reluctantly, Daan pulls away, but not before he presses his lips to Cloud's cheek.]

Hey, you were the one who said you wanted toast.

[ it's clear he isn't actually bothered -- there's playful kind of airiness to his voice, a levity even. it's...adorable, really.

cloud leans in again-- this time, he presses a kiss to daan's lips, even if that isn't exactly sanitary at the moment. ]

I'll be back before you know, okay? Don't do anything stupid.

[There's definitely some morning breath going on, but frankly Daan doesn't even care. He takes the kiss with a soft hum.]

I won't leave the room, so that certainly narrows down the possible things I could be doing.

[He says it wryly, then brushes his fingers over the side of Cloud's face.]

I'll be waiting.

[ ugh. when he does that, it makes it terribly hard to get up… but cloud does eventually rise to his feet, washing up before clothing himself appropriately for the day.

he returns, eventually — with a few bags, all containing a variety of breakfast items. coffee, toast, bagels, jams and butters, some fresh fruit on the side. ]

…Hey. [ he remarks, setting it all on the table. ] Eat up. Figured I’d just get us delivery for lunch and dinner later.

[hates to see cloud leave, loves to watch him go, rip

Although Daan had already thoroughly showered last night, he still takes some time to fuss over himself and preen. Getting fully dressed seems like a pointless endeavor, but he still at least puts on a button up shirt and a pair of trousers.

When Cloud returns, his ears perk up and swivel, twitching. Daan will not miss the rabbit ears, but it's clear that he's glad to have him return.]

Thank you. ...I know you'll probably say something like "it's no big deal" or something, but... it's. Nice. Being treated this way.

[And letting Cloud do it, moreover. Being cared for. It makes him certainly realize how little of it he's ever received in his life.]

[ the ears are cute. too cute. daan won’t miss them but cloud will. ]

Well, I mean… it’s— not… I’m used to fighting back home, so… this is kind of a cakewalk.

[ but! that defeats the point. cloud unpackages the food, displaying it across the table for daan. ]

If it’s for you, then… I don’t mind. Really.

[just you wait until he gets cat ears one day then it's over for you]

I know, but...

[It's hard to really phrase how much it means to him, even if he's certain Cloud understands. Daan has spent his life in servitude or having little control over his own choices. Even... even Elise, she didn't do anything like this, did she? It makes his heart ache, those questions he's trying to avoid in his mind.]

Well. It's a good variety of options. [He takes the coffee and takes a small bite of toast.] I suppose I'll give this place one thing and it's their questionable supply of fresh food.

But?

[ he’s curious. maybe he shouldn’t be. cloud takes a pronounced bite out of a bagel, sipping his coffee in an attempt to wash it down. he finishes it off relatively quickly, not thinking too hard about it. ]

It’s good when it doesn’t make you horny. [ he’s just saying. ] Food’s not so easy to come by back where I’m from, so…

...It's just not something I'm used to. Someone looking after me.

[Saying it out loud just makes it that much more real to him, coldly and cruelly. There's a comfort in it from receiving it from Cloud, but there's also that boundary he dares not cross for a multitude of reasons.]

Mm. Same for me. One would be lucky to stomach food rations, and even after that... it was hard to come by food in Prehevil when I was there with Marina.

Imagine my surprise and subsequent irritation when we found food here.

Well... [ his eyes stray. ] Get used to it.

[ smooth. ]

Wherever you came from sounds like a dump -- Marina mentioned a few things to me. [ another sip of his coffee. ] ...Prehevil where you were born, or?

Hm. I'm trying. Suppose you'll just have to keep reminding me.

[There's a pause, then Daan shakes his head.] I don't really know where I was born, to be honest. But no, I just had some business to do in Prehevil. Unfortunately, that's where Marina and I ended up stuck for a few days. Us, and a bunch of other people.

...We ended up seeing a lot of heinous shit. All of us.

...Don't have to talk about it if you don't want to.

[ not exactly a good breakfast topic, but... cloud's eyes flicker away. ]

...But--...what did you mean by business?

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