[itsuki smiles in reply, though it's a little crooked. he can sense the 'but' there???
but also they're on a date, so maybe itsuki doesn't want this soft, teasing moment to lead into a real argument. he heads to the register, slipping his hand into buzen's]
Ana-chan, huh? I wish I could have seen that.
[being scolded by roxana... itsuki isn't that much of an M to get excited by that, but he feels like it must be really effective.]
[there's a thoughtful look on his face at that, and he squeezes buzen's hand as if to reassure him,]
...It's so different here, compared to the prism. You still have your mission, but... I feel like there's a big difference between getting hurt there and getting hurt -- here?
[hm, it's hard to word this....]
Sorry, I'm not sure where I'm going with that... But I think you are doing better, and I believe you when you say that you're trying. That's the important thing.
I guess it's a habit of mine -- worrying about the people I like. [at least buzen doesn't call him MOM like garou does.....
itsuki doesn't know if he'd survive buzen calling him that............. words itsuki can escape from because buzen doesn't understand them: mom, bottom, etc.]
And I like you best, which means I'll worry about you the most.
You were able to look after both you and Zuha-san, right? I've always thought you were pretty responsible, you were looking out for me from early on after all...
[when buzen was saying literally whatever?
he would've banged itsuki week 0 if itsuki was serious about asking?]
I was always pretty confused about people's impressions of you....
[the look of confusion on buzen's face truly shows how little he understands this. he interlaces their fingers as always! this is itsuki, his annoying boyfriend....]
[itsuki like im not sure which gives me more psychic damage atm]
Um...
[did he...? stop hitting on buzen? there's like that... blurred period of time.... between catching feelings and dtring......]
Mmmmmmm...... [YES? BUT HE LIKE -- ACTED KIND OF SLUTTY WITH INTENT TOO, wait] Actually, now that I think about it, it felt like you were also hitting on me...
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but also they're on a date, so maybe itsuki doesn't want this soft, teasing moment to lead into a real argument. he heads to the register, slipping his hand into buzen's]
Ana-chan, huh? I wish I could have seen that.
[being scolded by roxana... itsuki isn't that much of an M to get excited by that, but he feels like it must be really effective.]
Aren't you supposed to listen to your master?
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but also - ]
Well, she warned me really early.... way before she was my master.
Our first week there, I think?
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[he gives him a sort of squinty eyed look as if to ask 'i feel like i know what you were doing to get scolded like that and yet']
And now? I feel like she has to have warned you more than once....
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No, just the once. I apologized, and... well, I really don't mean to cause people reason to worry...
[ . . . . ]
I've been trying to do better. Am I not...?
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...It's so different here, compared to the prism. You still have your mission, but... I feel like there's a big difference between getting hurt there and getting hurt -- here?
[hm, it's hard to word this....]
Sorry, I'm not sure where I'm going with that... But I think you are doing better, and I believe you when you say that you're trying. That's the important thing.
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I never want to do anything to make you worry.... so trust me a little more, okay?
[he leans in to press a kiss to his cheek]
Even if it's a little cute that you worry so much.
[buzen is a sword... he's not going out of his way to get hurt, he just has a different understanding of his own capacity for handling things,]
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itsuki makes a small amused noise,]
I guess it's a habit of mine -- worrying about the people I like. [at least buzen doesn't call him MOM like garou does.....
itsuki doesn't know if he'd survive buzen calling him that............. words itsuki can escape from because buzen doesn't understand them: mom, bottom, etc.]
And I like you best, which means I'll worry about you the most.
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Do you fuss over Kiyo-san and Yasu-san that much? I guess Kiyo-san would like it, though.
[being doted on......]
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I did try... But it honestly felt like they fussed more over me.
I know I come off as pretty easy-going, but I've always been good at taking care of myself...
[itsuki's just confused bc he couldn't big brother the swords]
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[when buzen was saying literally whatever?
he would've banged itsuki week 0 if itsuki was serious about asking?]
I was always pretty confused about people's impressions of you....
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Well, to be fair... I tried my best to be annoying...
[the self-awareness of this moment and the fact that buzen will be like :o annoying?
itsuki takes the bag and links his hand with buzen's, hurriedly]
I was different around them compared to how I was with you. That's all.
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[the look of confusion on buzen's face truly shows how little he understands this. he interlaces their fingers as always! this is itsuki, his annoying boyfriend....]
I see... What were you doing around them?
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Um... [UHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhHHHHh....]
I was... hitting on... [KOFFS] Being too care-free! Yeah.
[YEAH]
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[don't jUST SAY IT]
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-- No!
[wait]
I mean -- yeah! But I didn't mean it!
[itsuki like i was just a pervert because he still doesn't know that this is the reason damien was mad at him]
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he's still not jealous, help]
So if you were treating me differently.... you stopped hitting on me?
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Um...
[did he...? stop hitting on buzen? there's like that... blurred period of time.... between catching feelings and dtring......]
Mmmmmmm...... [YES? BUT HE LIKE -- ACTED KIND OF SLUTTY WITH INTENT TOO, wait] Actually, now that I think about it, it felt like you were also hitting on me...
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Was I....?
[STOP BEING CONFUSED]
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Well -- it's not like you were trying to do that. You were just being sincere... But that's why it was so effective...
[also itsuki taught buzen to kiss people as gestures of friendship,]
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[he looks so interested in this as if he is hearing it all for the first time and was not at all involved,]
I really can't tell when I'm hitting on you or not....
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-- Check to see if I'm blushing.
[this is a good method if itsuki didn't blush all the time]
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I must hit on you a lot.
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he puts his face in his hands]
No... I just like you a lot...
[itsuki like 'i love a morosexual but
what if
im the moron?']
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buzen is just laughing, moving to encourage itsuki into his arms in the middle of this nice shopping center. hug....]
I like you, too. So much.
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I still don't know why you do, but... I'm glad. I'm never letting you go.
[he's buzen's... he's buzen's stupid, needy, yan-adjacent boyfriend,]
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