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[hasteful]

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[nightchild]

[itsuki doesn't deserve to bang he didn't even teach buzen what a jealousy is what is this twink good for





he freezes like a deer (stag) caught in headlights, before swiftly recovering... in that he quickly smooches buzen]

Nope! No -- I'm good! [growl] Let's keep going! [GROWL (BASS BOOSTED)]

[hasteful]

[NOT THE STAG

but buzen will just tilt his head at that.... and then go lower......... so he can press his ear against itsuki's tummy? that's not sexy,]

You sound hungry, Suki...

[nightchild]

[THIS ISN'T SEXY.....

itsuki's stomach keeps growling....]

The mood was so good...

[the mood aka itsuki's state of horny... he runs his hand through buzen's hair, pat patting]

I... guess we should eat, huh... [forlorn....]

[hasteful]

[this is so funny. buzen will just lean into the touch, even though he's laughing. he presses a kiss to suki's tum again before he moves to get up.

once he is, he'll hold both of his hands out to itsuki to lift him right up]

We can make the mood good again later?

[nightchild]

[tum kiss... cute... itsuki takes buzen's hands, and gets pulled up like the doting bottom he is,

he's hungry, but he takes a moment to wrap his arms around buzen's waist and kiss him right on the mouth, soft]

Mm, pick up where we left off.

[like those lessons on jealousy that inevitably turned horny, he takes buzen's hand in his and finally goes over to their DINNER so they can EAT]

[hasteful]

About to have sex?

[he's already forgotten the jealousy lessons,

but he will smile against the kiss before walking over to DINNER which is seafood and spaghetti i think. buzen hums happily, looking excited]

This seems like it'll be tasty...

[nightchild]

[HELLO?]

-- Yeah, that too....

[BECAUSE HE'S NOT WRONG??? anyway he pulls out a chair for buzen because he has to do at least one boyfriend thing that's not just smooch buzen, and settles on the seat across from him]

Let me know if it's too cold. I'll ask room service to heat it up.

[and he'll apologize to hotel staff because it's his fault that it's COLD]

[hasteful]

[oh his chair.... buzen nods his thanks before going to have a sit,]

Ah, it should be fine. I'm sure we've had rations that are way colder...

[but he'll go to start eating! or rather, he'll start by putting some of the food on itsuki's plate first....

doting! sharing!]

[nightchild]

[wow, this is really the life.

not like buzen's never put food on his plate before, but he's always done it in a group setting -- with all the other gous and swords and anmitsu, who all receive his attention equally. it feels special when it's just the two of them..... it feels, dare i say, domestic......?]

Hehe. [HEHE?] Feels like we're newlyweds...





[hehe]

[hasteful]

[WHY THIS AUDIOCLIP

buzen tilts his head as he goes to put food on his own plate now....]

Newlyweds?

[nightchild]

[it just describes my feelings on potential cold spaghetti marriage proposal]

Mmhm. It's what we call people who just got married. [itsuki will pour buzen a drink in the meantime,] They're still not used to it, but it makes them happy to spend so much time together...

[DAMN... MARRIAGE IS THE BEST...]

[hasteful]

[missing the point:]

You don't think we spend a lot of time together already?

[ASIDE FROM CHORES AND MISSIONS THEY'RE TOGETHER FROM MORNING TO NIGHT but buzen just seems fond anyway.... silly itsuki and his daydreaming....]

But you're right - I guess we're not married, so I don't really know the feeling exactly...

[nightchild]

[itsuki if he was still his performative slut self: we could change that kawink

itsuki now that he's in a committed forever romance with buzen, his true love: i... i could change that....]

I don't know it either! [he blurts out, suddenly afraid that buzen would have no problem if he was married to someone else,] But I've always wanted to...

[itsuki was supposedly starving two tags ago, but he's ignoring all signs of physical distress in favor of prioritizing the emotional kind]

What about you, Buzen? Are you curious too...?

[hasteful]

[ ?

buzen tilts his head in the other direction like he's trying to rattle around his last two braincells... he notices itsuki isn't eating so he'll just put food on his spoon and offer it out to him! eat! eat!!!! YOUR GROWLING STOMACH, YOU TWINK]

About getting married?

[???/]

Uh... I guess if you've always wanted to, then yeah! Me too!

[STOP]

[nightchild]

[!!!!!! he leans closer.....]

Bu -- [and then his mouth bumps into the spoon, automatically opening to consume the foods. wow these noodles are cold, haha.

chew chew chew]

...Warf if we marrige...?

[haha yeah]

[hasteful]

Sure, if you want.

[nightchild]

[holy shit]

[nightchild]

[WAIT NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

You -- [COUGHS, HACKS!!!] You're --





[wait he's really choking right now]

[hasteful]

[uh oh

buzen tilts his head and then just starts to? pat itsuki's back? hello? what is going on,]

Suki?

[hands him water?]

[nightchild]

[takes the water thank you buzen god bless




takes a couple of deep breathes, in and out... his eyes are all watery because of the choking? maybe?]

I... Not like this...

[MAYBE NOT JUST FROM CHOKING...]

[hasteful]

[IS HE CRYING

HE'S ALARMED NOW and will just shift so he can try to brush his thumbs under itsuki's eyes to catch his tears??? HELLO????]

Eh? What's wrong? Did I say the wrong thing?

[nightchild]

[THEY'RE JUST ONE OR TWO PANIC TEARS OF EMBARRASSMENT IT'S FINE]

No... I did...

[HE LOOKS AWAY... AT... THE COLD SPAGHETTI...]

If I'd known this would happen, then I would have asked you earlier in the store...

[is proposing marriage to your boyfriend in a jewelry store better than while eating spaghetti]

[hasteful]

[no]

... asked me what... If I want to get married?

It's not like my answer would've changed...

[HE'LL JUST

SAY YES IN WHATEVER UNROMANTIC LOCATION]

[nightchild]

[HELP]

But the timing is important... And the atmosphere...

[buries his face in his hands]

...It should have been special, because that's what you deserve...!

[HE HATES HIMSELF SO MUCHHH]

[hasteful]

Why is it important?

[




twirls more cold noodles onto a fork and then lifts it to itsuki's mouth]