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[hasteful]

Hm....

[ . . . ]

Probably still would've said 'Yeah, sure'.

[nightchild]

[GAZES]

So I would have panicked either way...

[NOTHING WOULD HAVE CHANGED....]

[hasteful]

Ha ha ha... I mean, sex is fun and all, but I didn't know that it was something you were only supposed to do with the person you liked...

[monogamy wasn't a big thing in the olden days,]

I just thought you knew what you were talking about, and what you wanted?

[nightchild]

[every word buzen speaks is another blow to itsuki's dignity that exists somewhere,]

Yeah... you'd think so, huh...

[YOU WOULD THINK!!!]

[nightchild]

[he fluffs buzen's hair again with the towel, this time more quickly]

Well -- what matters is everything that came after. Like the fact that I'm here with you now.

[yeah!!]

[hasteful]

[awelgkaheg he feels like he's getting distracted by the hair fluff. once itsuki frees him, he shakes his head back and forth a little bit like a dog before bringing a hand up to push his hair back out of his face]

I think so too -

Isn't the most important part that we understand each other better, and we're together now?

[nightchild]

[imagine buzen's hair was still sopping wet,

but it should be mostly dry now? itsuki beams back and he leans down with the intention of cuddling before remembering that HIS hair is wet... he

sits on buzen's lap instead, okay]

Yeah... I'm glad we're together, Buzen...

[GOOEY!! GAY!!!]

[hasteful]

[help

okay

buzen reaches for the towel instead, welcoming itsuki into his lap and shifting to automatically make it more comfortable for them both... he lets his fingers run through itsuki's hair gently before guiding it into the towel, starting to dry him off too]

Mm, me too... Let me know if there's ever anything more I can give you, okay?

[as if this whole day hasn't been about spoiling itsuki silly]

[nightchild]

[truly he's been spoiled rotten IN EVERY THREAD!!!

itsuki, spoiled rotten, leans his head near the towel so buzen has an easier time with his hair,]

You always know what I need before I even say it.

[always is very generous but itsuki believes this apparently, conveniently forgetting every occasion when he was dragon-fire breathing jealous]

But I will. You will too, right?

[hasteful]

Mm, I will… but I still feel like sometimes I don’t always understand what you want?

But that’s just part of being a sword, I think…

[he will still diligently dry itsuki’s hair, leaning up to give him a kiss since he’s closer anyway]

[nightchild]

[he tilts his head down to meet Buzen half-way, kissu...]

It could be that... Still, what can I do to make it easier?

[maybe be less wildly jealous itsuki]

[hasteful]

[kissu! itsuki will still feel that chill in the air that comes when a sword is inevitably going to be broken

anyway,]

Um... I don't know if there's anything that you can...

Maybe I should learn how to get jealous first...

[imagine,]

[nightchild]

[MIKATSURU ARE STILL ALIVE!!!! THANK GOD!!!!

itsuki immediately does that "anime character fall" thing that happens after they hear something SHOCKING -- ]

-- Huh?!

[BUZEN?? LEARNING HOW TO GET JEALOUS???]

...Huh.

[he's trying to imagine it... unfortunately itsuki is good at imagining wild ass fantasies in his head]

[hasteful]

[not for long

but buzen will just laugh at that, amused as he catches itsuki in his arms regardless. he'll finish drying off his hair, putting the towel off to the side but like

he's still comforting here cuddling so]

What's so "huh" about it?

[imagining.... jealous buzen....]

[nightchild]

[comfort cuddles... the way this is so at odds with the picture of jealous buzen that itsuki is trying very hard to construct in his mind --]

I can't really imagine it...

Would you get upset if I wasn't paying attention to you?

[this is a theoretical scenario because itsuki can't even recall a time when he wasn't gay attention span for buzen]

[hasteful]

No?

[DON'T JUST DESTROY THE FANTASY SO FAST]

.... I guess I could try...? Depends on what else you're paying attention to....

[he really

wouldn't be able to think of anything on his own,]

[nightchild]

[HE SAID NO SO FAST]

[nightchild]

[i think about how buzen is even less inclined to get jealous than mikazuki]

-- What if it was someone else?

[the mark of how desperate itsuki is -- he brings up yet another scenario that will never happen in order to visualize a jealous buzen]

[hasteful]

[mikazuki has an ego because he's fucking ancient and a big deal

buzen is literally no one in comparison]

Hm... Well, if it's a friend, I don't see why it's a problem...

[nightchild]

[STOP DON'T BE MEAN]






I guess it normally wouldn't be...

[unfortunately itsuki is not normal]

[hasteful]

[help

buzen gives him a kiss to reassure him of his yan tendencies when he really shouldn't]

... I guess maybe if I really wanted your attention, and you ignored me for a stranger who didn't need help...

[if the stranger needed help buzen would totally understand!

but maybe. this. really. specific scenario?]

[nightchild]

...Yeah?

[buzen please stop encouraging itsuki he's too spoiled,

case in point, he just. pushes buzen backwards so they can both fall onto the bed, and moves so he's hovering over him, lips not quite brushing. this is so funny what about their spaghetti dinner,]

I feel like you'd just wait until I'm done though? You're pretty patient, after all.

[and understanding! and cute!]

[hasteful]

[iTSUKI YOUR LADY AND THE TRAMP MOMENT. ITSUKI!!!!!!

but yeah he's falling back on the bed, oop. absolutely no resistance there! he lets his hands stay where they are, resting at itsuki's waist as he looks up at him]

Maybe we have to be fast about something.

[and then buzen stops being patient]

[nightchild]

[this IS his lady and the tramp moment?? buzen is lady btw. oh my god buzen is lady --]

Then you'll have to get my attention.

[itsuki says, while all of his attention is on buzen and none on their food,]

How would you do that?

[hasteful]

[WHY IS BUZEN LADY

their food is going to get so cold i'm shaking. itsuki avoided shower sex so that buzen could answer the door and yet we're still here,]

Oh, how would I.... [he didn't think that far]

.... I'd probably just pick you up....

[that's not sexy]