There was a jittery feeling in his gut thinking about taking Hiroaki up on a trip into the mountains. Would he like it or would the experience fall short of a drag? He stretched out his arms and loosened up his shoulders as he listened to what Hiroaki had to say. He couldn't help but fall into admiration, listening closely to every part of his voice.
It really was a beautiful sound; he could listen to that voice all day if he didn't feel like the other man was expecting a response.
Once his arms felt better, Roger stood still and straightened to mull over his reply. Unable to keep from laughing at the remark about packing, he gave his bag on the ground a gentle kick.
"It's nice to just plan ahead. Of course, usually I over-pack things like sleeping bags, just in case I feel like staying the night getting lost in the wilderness," he joked, looking calm and content. "Don't worry, I didn't suggest anything. It isn't your fault."
At the mention of the cards, he leaned forward and grabbed his bag as the train approached. Chuckling to himself, he opened his mouth to give a charming remark.
'There's no way I could get bored listening to you.'
Gay as hell, but worth a try.
"Good idea! Train rides can get boring. I hear it's quite a while until we get to where we need to be, right? But hey... I mean, shouldn't be too bad. You know, because it's hard to get bored. I mean, on trains..."
That was the opposite of what you planned. Maybe if you whispered something sultry to distract from your contradiction and recover?
Boy, what a romantic save.
Swallowing hard and unable to keep from turning a little red, he tried to maintain some dignity. Had the host even heard the last part? It came out as a whisper, didn't it? He had to make up for the lost line, his eyes searching Hiroaki's face. As the people near them began to make their way on the train, Roger suddenly moved forward and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Well shit. That wasn't planned either.
Recoiling and fixing his hair self-consciously, he pulled his hat down ridiculously low by accident in his fumbling. Eyes darting to the train, he murmured to give him an answer, cheeks burning.
"Ah-- yeah! Yeah, I got everything. Let's go."
Jerking away and charging onto the train with his bag in tow, Roger was really starting to realize that he'd never been through this kind of ordeal before. Clumsy, clumsy, clumsy.
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