roleplay example
Rantaro and Shuichi end up at a festival, hosted none other by Kiibo, Tsumugi, Kaede, and Gointa. Right away, they’re greeted with an atmosphere of childish games and fun. At the gates of the festival, they’re showered with free gifts. A flower crown and some samples, which Rantaro selfishly took more than he should have.
It was fun, and Shuichi wouldn’t lie. Out of his comfort zone, and definitely way too loud for his liking. But as promised, Rantaro brought him noise canceling headphones, and they established a code for when Shuichi should take them out so Rantaro could speak to him.
Nothing too extreme for a festival. It was nothing like the ones in other places he as an adventurer have been to, and it never would be, but it felt familiar. And he liked it. “Saihara, are you on an empty stomach?” Rantaro returns to Shuichi, who was sitting on a bench observing the crowds. In his hand, he held two candy apples. Rantaro looks all too excited and mischievous for his liking. “Let’s play a game.”
“Game?”
“Yeah. Pick a candy apple, and if you get the green one, I’ll get you anything. Seriously, anything,” Rantaro exclaims with genuinity in his voice. He emphasizes on the anything part, and Shuichi has no reason to not believe him.
“And if I don’t?” Shuichi asks, curious about the punishment.
Rantaro sits and ponders for a minute. “I get to flick you in head. But I’m still getting you something,” he grins.
Shuichi takes the left candy apple. “On three?”
They nod, and in sync, countdown from three. They loudly crunch, and he has to force it down his throat. “I think I broke a tooth,” he jokes, looking at the apple underneath the coating. “It’s…”
“Green, right?”
Shuichi pauses. “Yeah. How did you…”
Rantaro twists his around, showing the skin of it. Shuichi puts his head in his hands as he realized he fell into the trap of the other. Of course he did. He let his guard down. “They’re both… they’re both green, how did I not think you’d pull something like that,” he groans, but he can’t help but laugh along with the joke.
“Can I still flick you in the head for falling for it?” He pushes.
Shuichi blinks… “Absolutely not,” he states, taking another bite of the candy apple and stifling laughter as he tries to forget the fact he stupidly let himself be played with. While they both finish their apples with giggles and painfully obvious, horribly disguised flirts, Rantaro looks at Shuichi with confidence.
“Have you picked out something you wanted? Like I said, anything.” He laughs.
He sucks his cheeks in, lowering his hat down to think. “Almond chocolate,” he says, alas. Out of everything in the carnival, he chooses almond chocolate.
Rantaro has the same reaction, and in disbelief, repeats, “Almond chocolate?”
He bitterly laughs, “you said anything,” Shuichi repeats.
“Yeah, but when I said anything, I meant I would get you… I don’t know, a stuffed animal? Literally anything but the most boring thing you could choose.”
“Well, I would appreciate some almond chocolate right now.”
And with that, Rantaro simply laughs. He stands up, offering a hand to Shuichi. They share a look of hesitance, and it takes too long for him to hold it and stand up. While they stand side-by-side with each other for a pause, their hands burn like just holding it was creating so much friction, they were on fire.
“Aye-aye, Captain.”