[ it's endearing, jyuto's inaudible chuckle and the sparks when their eyes meet. he appreciates it, kogami realises, but then he's gently drawing away, and kogami lets him. he's fascinated by this man, the way he averts his pretty eyes; kogami knows there's steel underneath, but this moment, well -- this moment is poignant with words unspoken, and kogami lets it be.
he exhales, then holds out the crumpled pack to him. it reads 'spinet', an unassuming grey-green box. ] This one, I suppose. What about you? Found yours yet?
Not yet. [ Jyuto reaches for the bent box, curious of the name. Maybe he'll buy this one too, next time. Without loyalty to anything specific, perhaps Kogami's tastes can answer for his own. ] Where have you been cramming this? It's so crumpled, you're going to ruin all the cigarettes inside. [ Mild nagging, but he isn't actually upset. Jyuto's only teasing Kogami for his mistreatment of the box because that's one habitual way he attempts to flirt— ]
[ it's endearing, the mild nagging when jyuto has his crumpled box of cigarettes -- kogami's never really been known to take care of stuff well. grinning at the gentle chiding and appreciating this other facet of jyuto, he playfully flirts right back: ]
You think you'll be all right with them on another person? With how many you go through... don't think I didn't notice the ash tray in your cabin. [ There were so many stubs, lining the rim. Either Kogami's too lazy to clean or he's sitting there smoking one after another, after another... ]
You don't need excuses. Just come see me. [ He takes a drag. Jyuto's heart feels full. ] We can try it, but I think you'll hate me for it later when you're deprived of nicotine. You know I can't resist making you squirm a little.
[ kogami chuckles, feeling just as warm -- it's been awhile since he's felt like this. he takes another long drag, then exhales. mm, he does remember what happened when they'd spent christmas together. incredible times. ]
I like it when you drag it out. Does this mean I can come see you tonight?
That depends. Can I trust you not to keep me from my studies? [ Playful, testy. Really, he doesn't think he can. The two of them don't get off each other when they let themselves start. ]
[ It's nice to be close again. Jyuto tries not to look too interested in Kogami (which is honestly a difficult feat), glasses catching some light as he flickers his gaze down to the soft grip on his tie. Jyuto's cigarette is still dangling between his lips, and he lowers it before exhaling some smoke, slanting his lips so that the cloud is expelled to the side and not in Kogami's face. He smirks. ]
[ he loves it, when jyuto's so playful and plays hard to get that he can't help but lean in to press a soft, chaste kiss over the curve of that smirk. ]
I understand. I shouldn't corrupt the good, studious student.
[ but a little push and pull is always fun -- kogami can't remember the last time he's enjoyed a playful little session. he's grasping the end of his tie again, pulling him closer this time, a twinkle of humor in blue-gray eyes. ]
I didn't say that. [ But Kogami is right. Jyuto doesn't want to get back to work yet. He only has a few more minutes to spare, and he wants to spend them with Kogami. As he's reeled closer, his two hands find the railing and sort of gate Kogami in place before him. ]
But what I will say is that I don't like men who give up their pursuit. [ The exact opposite of what Kogami is. ]
[ he might be trapped in place by those lean arms and jyuto's intensity, but he wants to be there -- and so his hands come to rest lightly on those lean hips; kogami remembers leaving bruises on them. ]
Although we'll need a safe word if you really want me to stop.
[ A safe word? Jyuto hadn't thought of that. ] Aw, you mean a slap in the face doesn't sound as appealing? [ Teasing. He leans into Kogami's figure, lazily. No one's here to see them being totally gay by this railing, so it's fine. ] What kind of word do you have in mind? Maybe traffic light colors?
[ it's such a small, strange thing, but kogami wonders if jyuto will buy the same brand of cigarettes -- won't that be interesting? he takes the chance, shifts his head to capture his mouth in a languid kiss, tasting just a little of jyuto for himself. ]
[ A smooch of lip, Jyuto's completely let his weight sink into Kogami, who's so willing to support him. There's an after taste of the same smoke in both of their mouths. ]
[ he murmurs, the softest touch of his lips against his. he remembers again, how much he covets the simple, intimate contact. he smiles briefly, before moving in to steal another kiss, deepening it.
he's addicted to the taste of him, and how underneath all of the clever words and fun banter, how jyuto lets himself want him, too. ]
[ Jyuto's modest about the kisses because he knows he's going to have to go back in soon. Despite that, he runs the tip of his tongue along the curl of Kogami's smile and laughs through his nose, the sound unvoiced and just a puff of air. ]
You're kind of romantic. [ Jyuto notices aloud when they part. He's shy about saying things back, even if he's in harmony. Everything feels correct, and it makes him anxious he's done something wrong. Still: Kogami doesn't feel wrong. ] I imagine people fall for you left and right. [ With all of that magnetism. Jyuto himself is usually resistant to such things, but after Kogami expressed an interest in him— well, both of them know where they're at now. ]
[ kogami pauses at that, surprised. he's been told that he's a romantic a few times, but usually with the wry grace of someone who is unclear on whether that's a suitable temperament for the world they're in.
but what he hasn't been explicitly informed of, however, is jyuto's second observation. he takes a few moments to consider that -- maybe it's not all that different from akane's earlier comment on how he draws people to him. but falling for him? ]
I wouldn't know that. [ his brows knit, faintly. he doesn't want to -- that way lies a lot of complications, doesn't it? that way lies far too many broken hearts, and he's already hurt so many. then, in a bid to change the subject: ]
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he exhales, then holds out the crumpled pack to him. it reads 'spinet', an unassuming grey-green box. ] This one, I suppose. What about you? Found yours yet?
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[ it's endearing, the mild nagging when jyuto has his crumpled box of cigarettes -- kogami's never really been known to take care of stuff well. grinning at the gentle chiding and appreciating this other facet of jyuto, he playfully flirts right back: ]
Maybe you can keep it safe for me.
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[ :)
also no he really is a degenerate chainsmoker. ]
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We can try it, but I think you'll hate me for it later when you're deprived of nicotine. You know I can't resist making you squirm a little.
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I like it when you drag it out. Does this mean I can come see you tonight?
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[ Playful, testy. Really, he doesn't think he can. The two of them don't get off each other when they let themselves start. ]
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[ kogami's pretty done with his cigarette, and he stubs it out before sleekly reaching for his tie to pull him close. even now, jyuto is irresistible.
then, wickedly, he smiles and comes closer, inches from each other. ]
So, yes.
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Then no.
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I understand. I shouldn't corrupt the good, studious student.
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Correct. Now unhand me, fiend. [ He drops his cigarette and pushes Kogami's chest away from himself like a coy school girl on a playground. ]
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Ah, now this fiend's lonely.
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[ but a little push and pull is always fun -- kogami can't remember the last time he's enjoyed a playful little session. he's grasping the end of his tie again, pulling him closer this time, a twinkle of humor in blue-gray eyes. ]
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But what I will say is that I don't like men who give up their pursuit. [ The exact opposite of what Kogami is. ]
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[ he might be trapped in place by those lean arms and jyuto's intensity, but he wants to be there -- and so his hands come to rest lightly on those lean hips; kogami remembers leaving bruises on them. ]
Although we'll need a safe word if you really want me to stop.
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Aw, you mean a slap in the face doesn't sound as appealing? [ Teasing. He leans into Kogami's figure, lazily. No one's here to see them being totally gay by this railing, so it's fine. ] What kind of word do you have in mind? Maybe traffic light colors?
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Traffic light colours. [ he agrees, pressing his forehead to his as he smiles faintly, nose brushing against his cheek. ]
Green?
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We both smell the same now. [ He means the cigarette smoke. ]
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[ it's such a small, strange thing, but kogami wonders if jyuto will buy the same brand of cigarettes -- won't that be interesting? he takes the chance, shifts his head to capture his mouth in a languid kiss, tasting just a little of jyuto for himself. ]
I like it.
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The smell? Or the fact that we match?
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[ he murmurs, the softest touch of his lips against his. he remembers again, how much he covets the simple, intimate contact. he smiles briefly, before moving in to steal another kiss, deepening it.
he's addicted to the taste of him, and how underneath all of the clever words and fun banter, how jyuto lets himself want him, too. ]
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You're kind of romantic. [ Jyuto notices aloud when they part. He's shy about saying things back, even if he's in harmony. Everything feels correct, and it makes him anxious he's done something wrong. Still: Kogami doesn't feel wrong. ] I imagine people fall for you left and right. [ With all of that magnetism. Jyuto himself is usually resistant to such things, but after Kogami expressed an interest in him— well, both of them know where they're at now. ]
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but what he hasn't been explicitly informed of, however, is jyuto's second observation. he takes a few moments to consider that -- maybe it's not all that different from akane's earlier comment on how he draws people to him. but falling for him? ]
I wouldn't know that. [ his brows knit, faintly. he doesn't want to -- that way lies a lot of complications, doesn't it? that way lies far too many broken hearts, and he's already hurt so many. then, in a bid to change the subject: ]
And I imagine you rarely let people in.
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