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[notapineapple]

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[shatteringfate]

[He glances at the bar, wondering if or when anyone would follow them out here. Hopefully no one would.

Then he turns his full attention back to Renji, laughing despite the situation.]

You? Romantic?

[notapineapple]

H... hey! I tried!

[He smacks him lightly, but laughing back. Yeah, that really was his weak point.]

I really wanted to try.

[shatteringfate]

[Hey, rude, don't smack the guy you haven't even gotten a yes or a not from! He shoves him gently.]

Just be yourself.

[notapineapple]

Fine. Wanna live with me forever and take my last name?

[You wanted himself? You don't get romance.]

[shatteringfate]

..... I am not taking your last name.

[Ichigo Abarai sounds ridiculous.]

[notapineapple]

...The hell. Abarai is a great name.

[shatteringfate]

Kurosaki is better. My dad took my mom's name and he was fine with it.

[notapineapple]

Say Kurosaki Renji and tell me how that sounds.

[Cause he hates it.]

[shatteringfate]

It's not that bad!

[Okay, it sounds bad... hmm...]

How about Shiba. That's my dads last name. [Yes, that Shiba.]

[notapineapple]

...Yeah, that sounds really good.

[He smiles, moving in closer to kiss him on the cheek.]

So... we're gonna do it?

[shatteringfate]

[He returns the kiss with a nod.]

Yes. Let's do it.

[notapineapple]

[He moves to steal another kiss from Ichigo.]

Good. Wanna go back to the bar?

[shatteringfate]

[Like Renji has to steal when they are so readily returned.]

.......... can we mess with them and pretend I said 'no'? You might get more drinks out of it.

[Does he feel like messing with people? Yes. At this moment he does.]

[notapineapple]

...Hell yeah we can.

[He smirks, moving in and kissing him on the cheek.]

The longer, the better.

[shatteringfate]

[He lets a laugh out, nodding.]

Then let's do this. Time to look like a kicked puppy for you.

[notapineapple]

...Y'know, I think you just get a boner when you see me lookin' like that.

[shatteringfate]

I won't confirm or deny that. [He moves to stand, taking a deep breath.] I'll go in first. Take a few minutes before following. If you go in first, there's no way I can get in.

[notapineapple]

Too bad we don't got time to elope. That'd be real fun.

[He grabs Ichigo's hand and pulls him back.]

I'll be there soon. Make sure y'play it up.

[shatteringfate]

And piss my entire family off? No thanks.

[He stops, letting himself be pulled back.]

Right. Don't take too long. [With whatever you plan on doing that is.]

[notapineapple]

Doesn't sound too bad to me.

[Also it seems everything you do pisses off your dad.]

I won't, I won't. Go get a drink.

I'M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO REPLY TO

[shatteringfate]

I want him to like you, not ban you from showing up for family gatherings.

[Does Renji want to miss out on the monthly barbecue thing they do?

Giving his partner a small smile, Ichigo heads off to where everyone is waiting, bracing himself and hoping he doesn't give their little plan away. It's not easy when he keeps getting asked the same question as soon as he steps into the place.]

i guess i forgive you

[notapineapple]

Fine fine.

[He smiles back and waits a moment before entering the bar. Renji was really struggling not to give it away because he was so excited. But everyone was asking the pair of them if they were engaged.

And Renji just let out a heavy sigh.

Forcing everyone to look at Ichigo again.]

[shatteringfate]

[Ichigo is very, very good at ignoring stares and questions and just goes on pretending that everything is just like usual. No engagement, no special things, just another night at a bar with a bunch of nosy people.

Wait till a few drinks in and that attitude might just change.]

[notapineapple]

[People do start heading off at least, and Renji, trying not to get too drunk, heads over to Ichigo, and grins.]

Hey. C'mon. Y'done yet?

[shatteringfate]

[Look, unlike you, Ichigo takes his time with his drinks because he's not a frat boy. Still a lot more tipsy than he thought it would be since everyone had been plying him to get him to talk.]

M'be. Where we goin'?