Prepare for Trouble and Make it Double [Kissing Booth Work Thread]

Well then. Honestly this felt all sorts of awkward, and while he wasn't really interested in making his mouth wander off to somebody else's (it's not hygienic at all! Plus the diseases you can get, like herpes....you never know where the person you're going to kiss put their mouths at before!), one thing he wanted was to check how many people would actually show up to give him a try. Because, frankly, Shunnosuke knew he was hella cute. Alphonse would probably deem him as "above average", but that's largely an understatement. Better than most boys around his age, and under the right conditions better than most girls as well, the young Kurosawa liked to think the future visitors would consider themselves lucky for having a chance to earn his attention...and possibly a kiss, if they're interesting enough. Well, if they aren't, that's what the glass of vodka next to him is for: to make him drunk enough to numb his senses and pretend everybody else is equally attractive.

Meanwhile, Brittany would like next to him, holding a mirror while she makes the last adjustments to her hair. It's just like the song says: Lipstick, check, high heels, check, hairstyle, check.

"Frankly you shouldn't put so much effort if you're not sure what kind of customers we'll welcome..." He said, nonchalantly, looking at Brittany with utmost indifference. The girl, however, was happy to see her lips were as red as flashy, thanks to this new lipstick she brought just for this occasion. "Maybe. But I'm a model, I kinda, like, live on my image. And for this job to succeed, I sorta need to have a good image, right? Here, use this, I'm sure it'll make you look more attractive. I mean, you're gay, so not a problem to put on a lipstick, right?", the girl handled him her lipstick, only to earn a sighing reaction out of her companion. "I...pass, thank you very much. I'm sure my lips look great as they are, I don't spend hours moisturizing for nothing", the Kurosawa glanced at her and leaned against the booth, tiredness (or boredom) all over his countenance. "You better cheer up then or your "moisturized" lips will get dusty tonight. Also, you might want to...you know...throw that glass away. No one likes to kiss someone who tastes like alcohol. Or cigarette. It's, like, the most disgusting thing ever. It's even worse when they take those menthol drops, like Halls, as if the mixture of flavors helps anything. Ew!" Shunnosuke glanced at her silently...yeah, he could see where she's coming from, specially because he had kissed a certain smoker guy before and...nope. Now he had recovered from the blind feeling of infatuation, he could think rationally about it and Brittany was, indeed, right. "The vodka is staying, thank you very much. Don't wanna risk being sober if I'll be forced to seal my lips with some ogre. Better to be drunk at that time, at least I can blame it on the alcohol for all it's worth.".

The night would go on and on...

If anything, the presence of two younglings was enough to separate Brittany and Shunnosuke, the former trying to persuade the latter to give up on the drinking idea. While she clearly shows a distaste for the strong smell/flavor of alcohol, Shunnosuke on the other hand appreciated it more than anything in that night. Not that it's more important than two KIDS coming to their Kissing Booth, and while Shun could be a loose spirit at times, he wasn't that irresponsible. Contrary to certain people who lied in Azores, Erisia and Endymion, pedophilia and child abuse were not on his book.

"...erm, does your mother know you're here?" He lifted the eyebrow, as prideful and acid as always. As for Brittany...she clapped her hands cheerfully, looking happy with the presence of both of them. "Customeeeers! I knew they'd come sooner than later, but I didn't know so soon! So, who do you want to kiss? You get to choose: Brittany, the lovely model in an ascending career from Endymion, or...well, Shunnosuke, a company manager in training from Azores who looks a lot like the father of that girl who's chasing Julius!" Needless to say, Kurosawa was far from happy from such statement. "Mind you, I'm not in training anymore, I run that company. Besides...are you out of your mind? Pretty but dumb? They're children! And...girls! But anyway, they're children and I'm not some kind of Tremora, you'll have to excuse me on this!"

With a roll of eyes, she chuckled and leaned forward, wearing her typical bright and inviting smile. "Tsk, fiiiiine. Don't mind him, girls, he's not that grumpy once you get to know him at all. So, let's get this done, shall we?" Placing her hands on the older girl's face to draw her closer, Wilson didn't waste time, gently placing a kiss...on Masako's forehead instead! A kiss that didn't last long, despite Brittany putting some effort to make it tender to the customer because that's what she's there for. "Ta-da! As for the other girl, sowwy, but you need to be this tall-", her hand gesture far above Tatum's head indicating the appropriate height for her, "-to visit us! It's just the rules, but I'm happy you two came visit us! Come again next time, mmkay? I'll be waiting! ❤"

"A Kissing booth...?"

"Yo."

After the departure of the two young ladies, Shunnosuke turned to a waving Brittany, his face sharing nothing close to her satisfaction. They were nice kids. Shun, however...wasn't. "...you do realize that was cheating, don't you?"
"Who cares? My booth, my rules! It says we have to reward them a kiss, but it never said where!" She winked mischievously to Shunnosuke, who thought to himself... Brittany was clever. She may look like an undisciplined airhead more often than not, but looks can be deceiving after all, and the girl handled it better than he'd ever thought. Somehow, it annoyed him. So he was all worked up for nothing? Urgh. Thank Gaga he had a glass of vodka right next to him, for this kind of occasion. He was almost drawing the cold surface of the glass to his lips, when an unexpected visitor appeared... Someone he never thought to be interested in this kind of affair, simply because of his inhuman nature. That and the guy was a pain in the ass, for all Shunnosuke could remember. "What. The freaking hell. Are YOU. Doing. Here?"

"Welcooooome! ❤", Brittany nearly jumped in front of Shunnosuke, anticipating an unpleasant reaction. The guy had some nasty temper once he's provoked and the least thing she needed was someone ruining the business for her. "No, really. Don't interrupt me, Brittany, this guy is a jackass rob-"
"We are your lovely hosts and, like, we're so totally happy to see you here! First, choose who of us you'd like to receive a kiss from. Me, Brittany, or...", she glanced to Shunnosuke, who simply and vehemently rose his eyebrow in the most scornful way. The night had just started and the girl was already getting on her nerves with the optimistic attitude and the attempts to shut him down whenever he tried to warn her about Phalanx's true nature. Well, not his problem. She said it was "her booth", so she could shove it up her as--throat and do whatever she wanted. He'd just stay on the background watching the mess it'd be, while appreciating a few sips of vodka. "...or me, Brittany! So, shall we begin?", she giggled to Phalanx. He was a rather cute guy in her book. Not super hot or anything, but he wasn't bad. Why would Shunosuke be so enraged anyway? She'd never know.

Alright, the guy chose Brittany. Deep down (but not so deep), Shunnosuke was feeling...diminished. How could he? Phalanx had to choose HIM, not HER! But whatever, he can have Brittany for himself if that's what he desires, the Kurosawa wouldn't care. Phalanx's loss, not his, because damn, Kurosawa was one freaking good kisser. He had to be, after practicing with a lot of guys before (Sharaku, Hyde, Nozomi, Julian, even Blaez!), he had to be good at what he does. Meanwhile, Brittany held Phalanx's face carefully and sealed his lips with her own.

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Something about it didn't feel right, though. The girl couldn't put it in words, but if she had to find a suitable word, it'd probably be..."mechanical". A bit cold and plastic, metallic even, as well. Almost as if she's kissing door knob or something you normally wouldn't put your mouth at. Regardless, once she pulled away, Brittany was smiling, still living the role of being a good host for a good customer. "Here, cutie! Come back anytime, I'd love to reward you another one. And if I'm not around, I'm sure he would love as well", she pointed to her business partner, chuckling. His response? A disgusted, sneering face.

"Ooooh, you came just-in-time! We're doing so well, we had three clients already by now! This is totally awesome, right? Like, totally!" Brittany quickly approached Destiny, helping her with the bottles, while Shunnosuke...well, he helped himself with vodka. He figured she wouldn't come to check them anytime soon, so the vodka came in handy in case he felt thirsty. Not that this was the initial purpose of bringing beverages to his "work office", but nevermind that. Shunonsuke opted to leave the girls conversing, and would gladly distract himself with some random thoughts to pass the time, if it weren't for Brittany's almost shrieking voice calling his name. "Oh, Shuuuun? You have visitors, just for you!"

...the moment he saw who it was, he almost spat his drink. If he had heart problems, likely he would have passed out right there. "Ch-... Charles?" What was HE doing here? Don't he have a girlfriend? And...what with these embarrassing questions? Couldn't he wait until he's alone to actually ask such things? "Oh yes, he's great! And I can totally tell he was waiting for you to come! Totally! ❤", Brittany winked to Shunnosuke, giggling mischievously like she knew what was up between the two, unaware of Charles's mechanical nature. "...please, pay no mind to her. My...work partner is just...funny like that. Now...", ignoring completely Brittany's teasing, he pulled Charles closer to him by the arm, while distancing themselves from the two girls.
"Why are you here, again? And where is that bit---I mean, that girl?" He figured calling her names hardly would make Charles pleased. Being the goody two shoes he is, probably the android would be upset by Shunnosuke's usage of his vocabulary and the least thing he wanted to do was upsetting someone who had nothing to do with his resentment for his girlfriend...even though he technically had something to do with it, because he chose her as a girlfriend in first place! Quite an annoying thought. Charles may be an android, but he deserved better.

Brittany watched with silent, baffled eyes as Destiny retired from the booth, confused gaze following the blonde's departure. "Did she...? Wait, wasn't I supposed to be the one giving out kisses...? Isn't that against the rules?" Was Destiny another customer, or was she talking about Charles? This was so mind boggling for her simplistic mind!

...now, as for Charles himself, Shunnosuke sighed. So, he was here to just learn "how to kiss" before going for the real deal with Mae? Not cool. Though the Kurosawa wasn't too fond of the idea of being treated like an experiment, on the other hand it meant he had never kissed Mae. After all, he wouldn't be here. That leads to the obvious conclusion: the Kurosawa got to to be the first. Amusing. How would Mae react once she knows his android boyfriend went for someone else first? The thought of it was far more pleasing than the whole condition of kissing a machine in first place. In fact, he didn't even think about it that momento. "Well then...I'm honored you came to see me. And don't mind the...um, alcohol, it isn't important at all", he smiled sly, holding Charles's wrists as if directing the android's hands to his own waist. All to create the complicity atmosphere a couple shares. No, they weren't a couple in the real sense, but let's not nitpick or jinx this. "First, you hold the person you're going to kiss and drags them close...like this. You can also leave one hand at their back and place the other behind their neck if you feel dominating, it's your choice. If you feel like waiting for them to make the first move, that's fine. If not, you can take charge and do as I just taught you. Then..", he said, glancing at Charles as if lost in thoughts. An android...and yet he's human in almost every sense. The poise of one, the voice, the smile, the look on his face, the eyes, even the heart... "Heart", metaphorically speaking. Technology has really evolved beyond his imagination. "Then...you get closer...", his voice tone absentmindedly lowered at the same pace the amber eyes of Kurosawa slowly closed, the same pace his hands held tenderly Charles's face, the same pace his lips coyly drew themselves to meet Charles's...

And...


...lt didn't feel stiffy at all. The lack of a tongue might have been a problem otherwise, but to Shunnosuke, it was like kissing a marble statue. An alluring, good-hearted, living statue whose skin felt no much different than a human. Because to him, Charles was just like one.