✿: your muse asks my muse to dance with them or vice versa // o ruyyyyy e o haaaaaaaaaai
it was undeniable that as a lover, ruy is self-claimed clingy, he had seen his friends complain about such behavior multiple times and although it was indeed something enough to make him put brakes on his affectionate side, a few booze was just the perfect amount to push him off the edge. maybe it was for the best that his other half was the complete opposite of his exaggeration of person and situations, there couldn’t be room for another obnoxious queen in ruy’s life. talking about self-pride, marriage celebrations were just exactly all that ruy abolish, but still fit in perfect the paper of his life: a big mislead and judge of a life purpose. why people were so self-centered into wasting money on other people to show them that they are happy? it was the biggest scam of all, one which he didn’t intend to contribute at all. that mind wasn’t going to change, even when people insisted that it was all different once he would find the one. the one! yes, the one that was bitching sitting in the table next to other people talking completely ignoring the conversation to be observing whatever the fuck while ruy was all over the place. hai was so hot and yet so unaware of it, which made it even better although — it was no denial at this point, in fact, that’s what ruy thought ever since he met him. but that didn’t mean he was going to get married! no, why for? to prove something? to waste money? he preferred to perform his love in the bedroom, where their interest was at it’s the best form. nonetheless, the party was a concept he could get behind, just because it was free and he wouldn’t deny a chance to enjoy luxury. the point was simple: flying to an island to get drunk with friends? hell yeah! that comes to the high point of the night, with his own two streamable feet and self-esteem that didn’t care for other people around, finding his boyfriend in the same position as he left him in the table, kneeling to his level on the chair and getting close enough to whisper intimately on his ear. ‘ come with me. ’ next thing he knew, taking his hand and guiding him to the one place hai wished he wasn’t. the dancefloor of the wedding was filled with other drunken and happy invited people, so he wasn’t shy to be next to his — probably the third favorite person in the world. although the beat was cheerful and hai didn’t have any idea what the hell ruy was trying to do and he didn’t either at first, he first started by putting both hands on his shoulder, just then on his neck and erasing the space between them. quickly peaking a kiss on his lips and smiling excitedly of the scene before his eyes. ‘ how can you be so bad at this at real life and so bitchy on stage? what’s wrong with you? ’ he said before kissing his neck a few times, showy of his happy mood. it wasn’t just the fact that he was drunk at a wedding, but that he was in his peaceful place with someone he cared about, his actions trying to show off that feeling. seeing hai’s expression light up in a laugh or anything of the sort was enough content that he need to be his extra self. leaning his head to his shoulder, next to his ear to whisper something one more time. ‘ you know… i get a boner every time you’re performing, it’s ridiculous cause the music you sing is terrible. ’ ruy couldn’t contain his chuckle even so close to hai’s ear, tickling his hair with his own when he parted back to look at him. ‘ it’s really bad! cause i feel like i want to get up on that stage and fuck you! and now i don’t, because you don’t even seem like the same person. ’ he said that loud over the music playing, putting on a face of drama that he was so used to. it didn’t matter the sense of where the conversation was going as long as ruy was leading. the good thing about their relationship is that he was never worried about that kind of thing though, being himself was just enough to go on and no fancy ceremony could imply that.