hand grasps where it can reach —— a black strap over itto's chest. then, with a firm tug, he yanks the taller down so their lips collide in a totally, completely, un—romantic kiss. 〕
〔 now is not the time to be 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚. ayato likes to think he knows the oni quite well, and he knows itto doesn't mean anything by it... by the fact that he *has tried to kiss others.
all it means is that ayato is, truly, just
a "bro".
lips thin for a moment as he considers. as nothing more than another bro, it shouldn't matter if they share one kiss, right .ᐣ
he wouldn't be encroaching upon dangerous feelings, or influencing itto in anyway.
reaching up, one
〔 "homie" this, "bro" that... there's a dull ache in his head, but he's altogether endeared once again. 〕 is that so .ᐣ i haven't heard of such a tradition. so... i take it you've kissed a good number of "homies" today .ᐣ
arm.
⠀“ i'm in no condition to do anything 𝘣𝘶𝘵 wait, thoma. ” he steadies the tremor in his voice, sensing the other's concern. “ i'll be fine. i'd like to relive old memories after you've patched me up, so, i'll be waiting. ”
being perceived as weak was something the yashiro commissioner could not bear. not because of any sort of swelling pride, but because his position wouldn't allow it.
should he stumble in battle, or be caught relaxing for a few moments
even as his life seeps out of him, the resolve of his young lord to upkeep his appearance is no surprise. those degenerate public officials would have a field day with this. he could not allow such a matter to undo everything ayato worked hard to build, so he nods in silence. +
the memory as his breathing slows.
it's vivid—— the recollection of thoma's radiance in the dark of his chambers, helping him find his footing through the murk of intoxication.
he nods slowly, reluctantly releasing his hold on thoma's
〔 he sighs, feigning thoughtfulness as he taps his cheek with a gloved index. with a quiet 𝒕𝒔𝒌, he extends one palm to his side and shrugs. 〕 i suppose if your idea of “making it up” is taking me along on your errand run,
( * oh no, he has some buttering up to do. leaning close and peering up at the other with a puppy–like smile. ) then it would seem i have a lot of making up to do— would you like to accompany me to the market? i will make all your favorites, and bring things back to order. +