Call me Out post!

[garudynamic]

 Look, I just realized I never did a non smut version of this. Just say who you wanna thread with and I will throw things at you.

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[soundsurfing]

What no c'mon, bet it'll taste awesome!

[He's all for it, leaning across the table towards Neku, trying to bring him into this disgusting conspiracy.]

[scratchitti]

[Neku hides his face in one hand, shoulders shaking. God, if they did that Doi would ban them from ever coming back]

This is such a bad idea...

[He finally taps a finger on the table, as if noting a check they didn't even have yet]

Okay fine- but only if you pay. I'm not putting down money to get sick.

[soundsurfing]

[For some reason the shoulders shaking and the fact Neku is trying to hide a laugh makes his stomach clench.

It's CUTE.

And his grin goes from ear to ear when Neku agrees.]

HA! It's a date yo!

[He's already up and heading for the door before he realizes: yeah that's what that feeling is.

Shit.]

[scratchitti]

[Neku is kinda glad that Beat is already up and moving- because Neku himself stiffens, his hand still on his face and hiding some of his blush. Not ALL of it, and a bit of pink still lingers if Beat looks back and as Neku stands as well.]

You REALLY gotta watch what you say, man.

[He doesn't look MAD- just embarrassed. Beat was always saying dumb things without thinking. It means nothing]

[soundsurfing]

[It's okay, Beat's slowly turning red. Though, because Neku doesn't look mad, he doesn't apologize. He just tries to play it off.]

What bro, don' wanna date me?

[NO OKAY THAT MAKES IT WORSE.]

[scratchitti]

[Neku catches up, and swats at his arm]

I don't date.

[That's not a... no?]

[soundsurfing]

[It didn't hurt but Beat still rubs his arm, looking half shy and half amused.]

You ever been asked yo?

[scratchitti]

Not really...?

[He looks about to sulk- and if he was wearing his collared shirt he'd be half tucked into it. He DOES fiddle a bit with the cord of his headphones, though he doesn't put them on, leaving them on his neck instead]

I mean, a couple girls tried doing the whole shoe locker thing back in middle school. But screw them it's not like they actually knew me, so I just ignored them. They... stopped trying pretty fast.

[soundsurfing]

[That makes Beat frown a little, then throw his arm around Neku's shoulder, leaning on him a little playfully.]

Hey yo, no whiny face. Damn right wid screw 'em! Gotta know yer dude before you wanna get widdem! Can't go fer 'em jus' cause they cute!

[He pushes Neku's head down a little, growing mortified. Please mouth please stop.]

[scratchitti]

[He grunts at his head being shoved, grumbling at being manhandled. But with Beat he was kinda used to it]

Oh my god Beat, shut up.

[He knows Beat is just trying to make him feel better (right?), but this is getting to be too much]

[soundsurfing]

Yeah yeah yeah sorry yo, I'll shut it.

[Because now he's too shy to say shit all, shoving his hands in his pocket and kinda dragging his beanie down. Though it doesn't hide how red his ears are.]

[scratchitti]

[Now that he's free Neku can notice more of Beat's embarrassment instead of just his own.]

... hey. Thanks though.

[He's still not GOOD at this, but he's trying]

[soundsurfing]

[Loudest throat clear in the world]

Pffft dude, don' mention it.

[He's trying not to say it but Beats biggest issue has always been letting his mouth run first.]

Jus' so you know bro, I'd ask you out.

[Ffs.]

[scratchitti]

No you wouldn't.

[He's not mocking Beat- his tone was bland and straightforward. This is a forgone conclusion to Neku]

[soundsurfing]

[Neku you and your emo. Beat snorts, looking more confident.]

So would dude!

[scratchitti]

[He turns, arms crossed and brows arched- as if he has Beat over a metaphysical barrel]

Then why haven't you?

[soundsurfing]

Whatchu think I jus' got done doin' dude?!

[One beat, two and OH. Oh Neku actually wanted him to ask him out, like, with words.]

Uh... wanna go out wid me like.. fer real?

[scratchitti]

...wait. What?!

[He hadn't expected him to actually DO it- more that he would prove that Beat was offering empty comforts]

[soundsurfing]

...... Er... date... wid me?

[Did he just read this all wrong? Oh god.]

[scratchitti]

[He turns bright tomato red, eyes wide, sputtering]

..really?

[soundsurfing]

Well... yeah dude!

[Puff up, gain confidence!!]

Yer like my best bro yo! Who else you think I'ma wanna date?

[scratchitti]

...

I dunno, a girl?

[He's a little flabbergasted here, but he's not mad- Beat would know if he was mad or put off. He'd be mocking or outright leaving if that was the case]

[soundsurfing]

Ain't no girl I care nuff 'bout dude. Like, sure there's Shiki but uh... don' feel fer her like... like you know.

[Awkward hand gesture. Like he does for neku. THIS IS GETTING EMBARRASSING.]

[scratchitti]

... that doesn't bother you?

[His voice is soft and worried- like there might be something else bothering him under the obvious issue at hand]

[soundsurfing]

What yo, that I don' wanna be wid a girl?

[The concept looks absolutely foreign to him.]

Nah bro, ain't no time to sweat the small stuff like gender an' shit. If you like someone, you like someone, ain't matter what they got.