Hell no. Count me out. You know what my interest is in dating you? Or any of the other guys on our crew? Fucking nonexistent.
[The thought creeps him out a little, actually. Mostly because he hears the word 'date' and thinks flowers and chocolates and all that mess, which instantly gives him a Boa Hancock-esque bishounen vision of Luffy and ugh.]
You might be shit outta luck there anyway, the way our crew carries on. The men are dumbasses and the ladies are off-limits. ...To you. Not to me.
[...Eventually he figures he needs to circle back around to the fact that it's not all so black and white, romance doesn't have to be involved, and you don't have to be dating to have sex, not everything falls in line so neatly like that...
But he's not exactly sure how to explain all that to a guy who can't grasp the most basic concepts of liking someone in that way. Hmm.]
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[The reply is abrupt and immediate.]
Hell no. Count me out. You know what my interest is in dating you? Or any of the other guys on our crew? Fucking nonexistent.
[The thought creeps him out a little, actually. Mostly because he hears the word 'date' and thinks flowers and chocolates and all that mess, which instantly gives him a Boa Hancock-esque bishounen vision of Luffy and ugh.]
You might be shit outta luck there anyway, the way our crew carries on. The men are dumbasses and the ladies are off-limits. ...To you. Not to me.
[...Eventually he figures he needs to circle back around to the fact that it's not all so black and white, romance doesn't have to be involved, and you don't have to be dating to have sex, not everything falls in line so neatly like that...
But he's not exactly sure how to explain all that to a guy who can't grasp the most basic concepts of liking someone in that way. Hmm.]