[CLOSED] The dorkiest "date" ever.
Characters: Ueda Tatsuya and Ohkura Tadayoshi
Setting: Cafe La Boheme, Shibuya... and to a nearby mall. [DAY 4, 6PM]
Warning: Ohkura/Ueda cuteness overload and EPIC length. :P
Summary: As promised, the neurosurgeon helps the psychiatric doctor gain some weight... in a manner unconventional to the latter.
Looking at his watch, Tadayoshi Ohkura settled at the outdoor couple seats sheltered by a crimson umbrella. It was already five minutes before their promised time, yet there was still no sign of the psychiatric ward doctor. It was queer of Tatsuya to be late, but he thought it was forgivable considering that he is a guy meticulous of his looks. He wondered well what sort of preparations he had undergone for this meet, given that fact. Did he bathe in milk, or rose petals even? Did he spray himself with Dior or Burberry? Of course he was exaggerating with those questions, he smiled as he fixed his light gray terrycloth jacket. He could tell that most of the people were looking at him, as if wondering why he was wearing such a questionable get-up in such a posh place. But he didn't mind as he looked further down to fix his rubber shoes.
Setting: Cafe La Boheme, Shibuya... and to a nearby mall. [DAY 4, 6PM]
Warning: Ohkura/Ueda cuteness overload and EPIC length. :P
Summary: As promised, the neurosurgeon helps the psychiatric doctor gain some weight... in a manner unconventional to the latter.
Looking at his watch, Tadayoshi Ohkura settled at the outdoor couple seats sheltered by a crimson umbrella. It was already five minutes before their promised time, yet there was still no sign of the psychiatric ward doctor. It was queer of Tatsuya to be late, but he thought it was forgivable considering that he is a guy meticulous of his looks. He wondered well what sort of preparations he had undergone for this meet, given that fact. Did he bathe in milk, or rose petals even? Did he spray himself with Dior or Burberry? Of course he was exaggerating with those questions, he smiled as he fixed his light gray terrycloth jacket. He could tell that most of the people were looking at him, as if wondering why he was wearing such a questionable get-up in such a posh place. But he didn't mind as he looked further down to fix his rubber shoes.