[buzen is thoughtful about that, even as he keeps itsuki close to his side and reaches out with his free hand to scoop another bite of ice cream to feed to him]
Well... I didn't think there was anything wrong with you - and I still don't. I love you for who you are.
[unreserved and without hesitation, now that he can identify this feeling confidently as love,]
But I think humans can change whenever they want... and they do - a lot. They can shape the world into whatever they want it to be. Even looking at all this, and knowing I've seen it when it was all nature and plains...
[and not busy, bustling shibuya?]
I think it's amazing. [he leans in to press another kiss to itsuki's cheek] And I think you're amazing.
[itsuki laughs a little between bites, the sound so warm and fond. he'd say that he hasn't done anything as impressive as this, but. he likes how buzen doesn't rank or categorize it, he just thinks it.
he gently presses his thumb against the corner of buzen's mouth, wiping a little bit of the ice cream away,]
...I think it's amazing too. That you still think that way, even after seeing so much -- after seeing everything we've done.
[...he squeezes buzen's hand. how much of that is because of his nature as a sword who protects humans, and how much of that is because of buzen himself?]
[in the end, humans are what buzen was forged for - to protect them, serve them, care for them... but he's gotten just a little bit better about thinking of himself as more, in addition to being a sword.
but he's always appreciated that itsuki's never looked away from the core of what he is.]
Yeah - I really don't know much about it! I hope there's fast things inside...
[fast fish.... itsuki feeds the last bites of the ice cream to buzen,]
It really is. I've made dreams like it before, but... I'm looking forward to seeing the real thing.
[it's true that in dreams they probably wouldn't have to stand in line or pay an overpriced fee to get those cute aquarium guest pass bracelets but,
it's fun getting to do all of this with buzen... a reality with him really is preferable to all the dreams itsuki could have on his own. he touches the bracelet on his wrist, admires the way they're wearing matching rings and bracelets. the air feels cool and damp, but buzen's hand in his feels so warm]
[ice cream.... buzen will take the last bites...... though he feels a little weird about it - this is really a relationship between two incredibly doting people - so he just kisses itsuki after so he can also have a little ice cream taste..... adjacent
but!! off they go into the aquarium. buzen is amused by the little wristbands, and is more amused still when they start heading in and there's already so many tanks of Feesh]
Yeah! There's so many - whoa do you see that red one? It's so quick—
[holding onto buzen's hand is smart and necessary because he's already rushing ahead to try to look closer at one of the giant tasks that spans across the entire room
he's going to try to race this damn fish as it darts away from him - ]
[itsuki says but it's too late, buzen is bent on being a disturber of the peace and itsuki is, as always, along for the ride?? at least he's not taken completely by surprise, which means he runs
along
for a few seconds or two before he just. claps his hands around buzen's eyes, IF BUZEN CANNOT SEE, PERHAPS BUZEN CANNOT DO??]
[the way i want buzen to throw itsuki over his shoulder so bad
itsuki opens his mouth to reply, but he just starts
laughing?
his hands are shaking so bad that he ends up just dropping them onto buzen's shoulders as he laugh-gasps for air. his stomach hurts so bad he's gonna perish right in front of nemo's tank,]
buzen just tilts his head at that, now entirely distracted from his one-sided feesh race to instead turn around and let his arms reach out to itsuki to help steady him if he's laughing so hard?????]
Did something funny happen? I must've missed it...
[ITSUKI REALLY BECAME A MOROSEXUAL THIS IS SO FUNNY SDLKFHSF but buzen will just look confused for a moment before the staff member points out the sign...]
Oh!!
[he pulls away from itsuki just so he can briefly bow in apologize and then make a saluting gesture. understood!!
[there's a note of obvious delight in itsuki's voice? is he perhaps on the precipice of a new buzen discovery, or is he counting buzen chickens before they hatch]
... I'm still not the type to fish for compliments, you know. [they've talked about this before, but he still seems pleased. he lifts itsuki's hand to kiss his knuckles] But... thanks.
[he could list compliments back, and honestly he might still do it but to sum up everything he's feeling....]
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but buzen's expression just softens at that and he leans in to press a kiss to itsuki's lips]
You will. You're part of the reason why I thought it was possible to change at all.
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he squeezes closer to buzen's side as they walk,]
...Same here. I still remember when you told me that I could change, but that it was also okay if I didn't.
[was it then? that itsuki realized he was falling? he'd been afraid back then... he can't imagine feeling that way anymore,]
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Well... I didn't think there was anything wrong with you - and I still don't. I love you for who you are.
[unreserved and without hesitation, now that he can identify this feeling confidently as love,]
But I think humans can change whenever they want... and they do - a lot. They can shape the world into whatever they want it to be. Even looking at all this, and knowing I've seen it when it was all nature and plains...
[and not busy, bustling shibuya?]
I think it's amazing. [he leans in to press another kiss to itsuki's cheek] And I think you're amazing.
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he gently presses his thumb against the corner of buzen's mouth, wiping a little bit of the ice cream away,]
...I think it's amazing too. That you still think that way, even after seeing so much -- after seeing everything we've done.
[...he squeezes buzen's hand. how much of that is because of his nature as a sword who protects humans, and how much of that is because of buzen himself?]
The aquarium should be pretty amazing too, huh?
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but he's always appreciated that itsuki's never looked away from the core of what he is.]
Yeah - I really don't know much about it! I hope there's fast things inside...
[fast... fish....?]
But seeing new sights is really fun.
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It really is. I've made dreams like it before, but... I'm looking forward to seeing the real thing.
[it's true that in dreams they probably wouldn't have to stand in line or pay an overpriced fee to get those cute aquarium guest pass bracelets but,
it's fun getting to do all of this with buzen... a reality with him really is preferable to all the dreams itsuki could have on his own. he touches the bracelet on his wrist, admires the way they're wearing matching rings and bracelets. the air feels cool and damp, but buzen's hand in his feels so warm]
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but!! off they go into the aquarium. buzen is amused by the little wristbands, and is more amused still when they start heading in and there's already so many tanks of Feesh]
Ehhhh, so there really is just a lot of fish...!!
[what were you expecting, nerd,]
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the fish are very interesting to look at but buzen's expression is the most entertaining thing here???]
It's completely different from that little pool of goldfish, huh?
[he makes sure to hold buzen's hand, less to keep him in one place and more to make sure he doesn't lose him in this DIM LIGHTING,]
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[holding onto buzen's hand is smart and necessary because he's already rushing ahead to try to look closer at one of the giant tasks that spans across the entire room
he's going to try to race this damn fish as it darts away from him - ]
Wait, come back! Hahaha!
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[itsuki says but it's too late, buzen is bent on being a disturber of the peace and itsuki is, as always, along for the ride?? at least he's not taken completely by surprise, which means he runs
along
for a few seconds or two before he just. claps his hands around buzen's eyes, IF BUZEN CANNOT SEE, PERHAPS BUZEN CANNOT DO??]
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anyway it works
he pauses suddenly because he's blinded but at least he recognizes these are itsuki's hands so he doesn't just immediately flip him over his shoulder]
- eh? Suki? Why dark?
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itsuki opens his mouth to reply, but he just starts
laughing?
his hands are shaking so bad that he ends up just dropping them onto buzen's shoulders as he laugh-gasps for air. his stomach hurts so bad he's gonna perish right in front of nemo's tank,]
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buzen just tilts his head at that, now entirely distracted from his one-sided feesh race to instead turn around and let his arms reach out to itsuki to help steady him if he's laughing so hard?????]
Did something funny happen? I must've missed it...
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Mm, -- you are. [ITSUKI IS TRULY! MOROSEXUAL!!! HE LOVES IT HERE,
he smooches buzen on the cheek, breathing quickly]
But you can't -- run again, okay? Or they'll make us leave.
[a staff member some distance away points to a sign that sadly says 'no running', the sign is truly the antithesis of everything buzen represents]
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Oh!!
[he pulls away from itsuki just so he can briefly bow in apologize and then make a saluting gesture. understood!!
he turns back to itsuki and laughs a little]
Sorry - I got excited.
[CLEARLY,]
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itsuki leans in as if to kiss buzen again but instead he
ruffles buzen's hair,]
I like it when you are. It's really endearing.
[MOROSEXUAL!!!]
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but buzen will just look surprised at the hair ruffle,]
Eh, don't treat me like a small human....
[A CHILD,]
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itsuki tries to fight the grin and fails,]
I'm not. [he is?] I just think you're really cute?
[bait can be more than for feeshes]
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[and he's not sure if he likes it.....]
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...Are you pouting?
[there's a note of obvious delight in itsuki's voice? is he perhaps on the precipice of a new buzen discovery, or is he counting buzen chickens before they hatch]
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Am I....?
[idiot,]
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I think you are! Cute...
[his boyfriend is sooooo cute]
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his brow furrows.......]
I just really don't know if it suits me... but if you think so....
[then..................................................... fine,]
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Heh, it's not the only word that I think suits you.
[he'll tug buzen along, turning into a long tunnel fashioned out of glass, fish swimming leisurely along the walls and ceiling,]
You're brave, reliable, strong, really fast, trustworthy, sexy -- [why did he have to add that] and caring. I can think of a dozen more.
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... I'm still not the type to fish for compliments, you know. [they've talked about this before, but he still seems pleased. he lifts itsuki's hand to kiss his knuckles] But... thanks.
[he could list compliments back, and honestly he might still do it but to sum up everything he's feeling....]
I love you.
[that sounds like the sincerest summary,]
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