[ 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 himâ 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: ]
You're not wrong. [ Even if he's admitting something a little cold, Jyuto doesn't feel the same in Kogami's arm because Kogami's been let in. Jyuto nuzzles past to rest his chin on Kogami's shoulderâ it's so comfortable to be nearly the same height. ]
[ jyuto fits so perfectly in his arms, the way his chin rests on his shoulder. kogami takes his time to answer, remembering the little snippets of moments during christmas eve, and their date -- the moments he's snagged: ]
How you always seem warm and polite with the others but never close. [ he pauses, quietly contemplative. ] And how, even when you're different with me, you seem to be unused to having people stick around.
[ There are a lot of factors that contribute to that. Jyuto knows exactly what's made him the way he is now. This isn't the place for him to Kogami, though. And where might that put him, if Kogami knows? With Kogami knowing that much and Jyuto so little in turn, if there's anything he's learned by now, it's that things in this world aren't always met by an equilibrium. He'll do what he can to keep this scale balanced. ]
There's a reason. [ He says vaguely. Kogami deserves that much for dissecting him this far, and at the very least, Jyuto's flattered that Kogami's curious enough to study him so closely. It has to mean something. Even so, he doesn't want to say more than that. He nestles his nose against the curve of Kogami's neck and takes the thin, silver chain of his dog tag between his teeth. He nibbles and tugs at it once, smiling against Kogami's skin and then kissing it with the necklace in his mouth.
Then, he draws away and releases it. ] Maybe I'll tell you someday.
[ kogami's breath catches when he feels the shift of his dogtags, his gaze becoming heated, darkening when he watches the thin chin between those plush, full lips, that lovely mouth he had been privileged to sample time after time, the satisfaction and warmth of having jyuto open up to him.
there's a reason, he knows -- there are always reasons to why people are the way they are, and kogami wants to learn more about jyuto, who he is, and what ties those little things together. those noble reasons, however, take a backseat to the primal gutpunch jyuto presently inspires, and all he can see is that smile, the vivid green of his eyes. the softest touch of his mouth sends his pulse racing, and the thin chain feels like it burns when it rests against his neck again.
his grip tightens on him, briefly. ]
Someday. [ his fingers come up now, gently grasping his chin, thumb gently smoothing over his lower lip as if he could divine his secrets just like this. ] I can wait.
[ Beneath the pad of Kogami's thumb, Jyuto's smile doesn't change. His eyes are the same as they'd been the day the two of them had locked eyes from across that room in the government center. The arms around him hold him fast, and Jyuto's lashes flutter, his gaze brushing Kogami's lips once before he closes the distance between their faces and kisses him, soft. Even so, it's not the kiss of an animal weak or corneredâ more like the venom of the snake, ensnaring something in its coils. He wants Kogami to want him more. How good it feels to be wanted so badly. ]
Wait, then. [ Whispered. ] Wait and I'll tell you.
[ He has to go. The clinic staff is probably wondering where he is. ] âKogami, I have to go back in.
[ he knows the look -- he knows how bold it is, and how jyuto is tightening his grip on him in his own way, even if it's the other man that's caught in his embrace. jyuto plays his own games, clever and shrewd in ways that draw kogami's attention. they're both wild in different ways, created to complement each other, and in him he sees a mirror of himself, a man fitting in all the right places.
jyuto coaxes patience with a kiss, and it lingers, sweet as poison as he licks his own lips, as if pursuing the taste of him. there is no question that kogami is entranced, but at that reminder the world comes back into focus again -- and he only smiles as he releases him graciously. it's different from when he made him late for the christmas eve party, but then again, kogami has always liked being unpredictable. ]
[ Jyuto doesn't want to let go of Kogami. It's strange to him, but he doesn't. He levels his gaze silently, wanting Kogami to know this. He has to pull away. If he doesn't, he'll be stuck like this forever, standing idly and flirting without direction. Jyuto doesn't know what's gotten into himself, but. ]
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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 himâ 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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What gave it away?
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How you always seem warm and polite with the others but never close. [ he pauses, quietly contemplative. ] And how, even when you're different with me, you seem to be unused to having people stick around.
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There's a reason. [ He says vaguely. Kogami deserves that much for dissecting him this far, and at the very least, Jyuto's flattered that Kogami's curious enough to study him so closely. It has to mean something. Even so, he doesn't want to say more than that. He nestles his nose against the curve of Kogami's neck and takes the thin, silver chain of his dog tag between his teeth. He nibbles and tugs at it once, smiling against Kogami's skin and then kissing it with the necklace in his mouth.
Then, he draws away and releases it. ]
Maybe I'll tell you someday.
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there's a reason, he knows -- there are always reasons to why people are the way they are, and kogami wants to learn more about jyuto, who he is, and what ties those little things together. those noble reasons, however, take a backseat to the primal gutpunch jyuto presently inspires, and all he can see is that smile, the vivid green of his eyes. the softest touch of his mouth sends his pulse racing, and the thin chain feels like it burns when it rests against his neck again.
his grip tightens on him, briefly. ]
Someday. [ his fingers come up now, gently grasping his chin, thumb gently smoothing over his lower lip as if he could divine his secrets just like this. ] I can wait.
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Wait, then. [ Whispered. ]
Wait and I'll tell you.
[ He has to go. The clinic staff is probably wondering where he is. ]
âKogami, I have to go back in.
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jyuto coaxes patience with a kiss, and it lingers, sweet as poison as he licks his own lips, as if pursuing the taste of him. there is no question that kogami is entranced, but at that reminder the world comes back into focus again -- and he only smiles as he releases him graciously. it's different from when he made him late for the christmas eve party, but then again, kogami has always liked being unpredictable. ]
I'll see you next time.
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You too. Text me.
[ He doesn't mind it. ]