+stankovicmilan came back through the looking glass
thelandbeyondtheglass:
Just as expected, the wink made Ryuu’s face turn a brighter shade of red [he was beginning to think it couldn’t get any brighter]. “S-s-sure! I m-mean, i-if you want to, th-that’d be… I w-wouldn’t mind!” Oh thank Shiva, a change in topic; the last thing he needed to do was embarrass himself. “I’m studying Sociology. I-I didn’t get the opportunity to go to college when I moved her, so better late than never, right?” He perked up slightly when mentioned Korean. “…I know some of that, if you e-ever want help.”
The tone with which Milan spoke was calming, and Ryuu slowly looked back to him, face still glowing red. “Well… I-I’m actually a dancer.” He refused to say the word stripper. It sounded so… uncultured. He then gave the other a smile that was as sweet as his own. “I don’t think it’s horrible. I-It’s actually kind of cool that you can manage something like that. I don’t think I could.”
Milan couldn’t help but smile again as he saw the cheeks got brighter and brighter by every second. To him it was adorable and rather sweet. Listening to the stutters and soft voice of the other, he nodded. “Sociology? That seems cool. – And that’s true what you say. If you might not do it you might regret.” He agrees. Ryuu seem like a very smart person, Milan could tell by the way he speaks. Not like most people who just keep asking unknowing things and things that answer questions when you just give it time to think. Ryuu seem more like the thinking kind of person, the smart kind if you’d ask Milan. “Well actually. All help is welcome. So thankyou for the offer, I think I need to keep your number close. Seems like I need to ring you a lot with all the offers I’m getting.” He chuckles playfully as he tabs his phone. “I’d say, I’ll help you with Serbian but. I don’t think it’s anything useful” He shrugs, knowing the many bad comments he get about the place he comes from.
“Woa, A Dancer?” Milan couldn’t help but blush a bit himself. He directly thought of the other doing quite exotic dances, slow and sexy movements. Milan really couldn’t help it; Ryuu truly was a good looking, sexy man. “Well. It isn’t horrible Ryuu, don’t think it is.” He smiles small. Milan reached out and squeezes the other mans wrist lightly. The other seem to be a bit rushed over it or afraid, maybe embarrassed. Something that wasn’t actually needed. An escort wasn’t the kind of dream job itself. “I think it’s very good. You move your body a lot so. It’s always good for your health right?” It might sound like a stupid reaction, but that’s the way Milan sees it. Most of the time those kind of club dancers seem to be easy bendable. “I think it’s great. Really. I’d say, dance for me once but it sounds so wrong if I tell you to.” A quiet laugh escaped from his lips.
