[ he is personally down with any plan of junpei's — this one or any other, one that includes him putting on the dress shirt or one that requires no shirt at all. anything at all that allows him to not think about his life, or his death, well; it's all good. as long as he doesn't have to focus on himself —
not that any of that means he doesn't mean this, from the bottom of his heart, every kiss and every touch, all of them infused with every single drop of love he feels for junpei.
the quip makes him huff out a, ] Not the same.
[ and then, with an easy, sweet smile that is so, so convincing and absolutely means that he won't do it, ] Sure, love. [ he leans closer, presses a kiss to his lips. ]
im sorry THAT ICON?? how dare you
not that any of that means he doesn't mean this, from the bottom of his heart, every kiss and every touch, all of them infused with every single drop of love he feels for junpei.
the quip makes him huff out a, ] Not the same.
[ and then, with an easy, sweet smile that is so, so convincing and absolutely means that he won't do it, ] Sure, love. [ he leans closer, presses a kiss to his lips. ]
I mean, you're pretty hot, you know that, right?