"Mm… Well, yeah. My lips taste like that soup you made me, don’t they?" Chuckling quietly, he stroked the tealet’s hair and lifted his head up just enough to peck Ai’s lips before letting it drop back down. "Yours are sweet."
"Yes. But it’s not too bad. I can still feel your taste." Ai laughed along with him, nuzzling one of his cheeks gently as he purred like a cat. "I never knew I had a taste, let alone a sweet one…"
Now it was Syo’s turn to feel bad after seeing the look on his fiancé’s face. Sighing again, he picked up the box of chocolates and put them in his lap. “Yeah, I’ll eat them. If it’s one of the ones Natsuki made, I’ll end up spitting it out, but I’ll eat them.”
Laughing a little, he shook his head. “Nah, I’m not going to cut them up just for that. That might ruin a good one, and that’s not worth it. None of Natsuki’s are too deadly, right? I’ll live.”
"They aren’t deadly at all. I can consume them without any problem. So maybe instead of spitting them out, give them to me. Mouth to mouth." when was the time Ai could never turn tables to kissing at some point… But hey, he missed him. And they were lovers, engaged, and such. "Otherwise… yes, I checked the ingredients he put into them. They taste gross because the things are mixed, but this time he didn’t put the package into them as well." he guessed that could be poisonous.
”..ah yes.” Though now that he was here, he wasn’t sure if it would be the proper time to share such a thing with the blunette considering the problems he was having with himself.
”..perhaps my own issues could wait. It doesn’t seem to be the proper time to discuss such a thing with you.”
"Camus… I want to know" he turned fully towards the blond tall male, his eyes begging. "I want to… forget my own problems for a good while. Or at least avert my thoughts from them. And I want to help you, if I can." he was being honest.
Putting flowers on that place was like a weekly thing Ai did. Keeping everything neat, and in order.
It wasn’t really a grave, since he himself knew there was a tiny hope for Aine to be back… but he couldn’t tell this to anyone.
"You should come back. It’s no good that they planted such a place for your memory. It’s not okay." maybe deep inside his consciousness, Aine could hear him. Maybe.
At least Ai hoped so.
"Don’t compare me to a damn peacock! And I’m not small!" He exclaimed with brows furrowed and face fuming. It soon was all over when he mentioned having a collection. "Have you ever looked at the other side of the room? The one where I sleep? I have a ton of hats." He thought the coat rack used for hats would’ve been noticeable.
"Then don’t act like one" Ai rolled his eyes, shaking his head a bit with a small grimace. Seriously, this kid.
"I know that. I also know that those are just a small part of your actual collection. I was just being curious, stupid."
Each number was called out like a ticking time bomb. He was incredibly nervous and reacted the only way he could; hands cupped the male’s cheeks and smashed their lips together.
That should keep his mouth shut until he could think of something.
Well, that…really came unexpected. Was he trying to get a rematch perhaps?
But he would have said so…
As much as he wanted to, somehow he just couldn’t break out from it. Instead letting the blond do as he wished.
カルナイでアイドルパロ | かみなん [pixiv]
無題 | シナタケ [pixiv]
"Right now?!" He couldn’t ask for anything when he couldn’t even think straight. Syo was just pulled out of that daze, so there was nothing on his mind. "Can you at least give me five minutes?"
"Hmmm… no. You have 17…16…15 seconds to answer." he stated with an indifferent tone, still being incredibly close to his face. Personal space, hah, what was that.
"It’s not being narcissistic. There’s no problem with being comfortable in my own skin." He retorted, taking a moment to think over the question just asked. "Probably only 2. I don’t buy many because I only need them for disguises or public appearances." The blonde answered with an index finger on his lip, blue eyes looking up in thought.
"It’s narcissistic because you’re overdoing it. Like a small peacock." Ai was not convinced by that explanation at all.
"I thought you were a collector. So that you would buy more than just 2.." well, a pleasant surprise, you could say.
"….Dammit, I should have noticed!" Sulking, he grumbled something about Otoya getting payback for this next year and sighed, tempted to try another chocolate but still wary.
Crossing his arms over his chest, he peered down at the box in front of him and tried to see if he could tell which ones were actually safe to eat. If Ai made some of them, they were definitely going to taste good; the problem was figuring out which ones those were. “Oh, come on. You know which ones you made, don’t you? No… I won’t throw them out. You made some of them, so it’d be a waste of good chocolate. And even if you did prank me, I’m not going to throw out something you made for me.”
"It was supposed to be a prank so you would not notice it until it was too late…" he started feeling bad a little, seeing his sulkiness. If he wanted to, he could have kept up the acting longer even, so he should have been grateful instead…
Or well that was how Ai thought.
"So you’ll eat them? Try them out? Maybe you can try slicing down really small bits to see which is which, if you must need a hinting." though now he just ruined the fun.
Syo gradually relaxed into the softness of the bed and the pillow behind his head, content having his fiancé’s lips on his. There was something different about the kiss than the ones they usually shared whenever they were together on the bed, but he didn’t mind. Right now since he was sick, it was nicer this way. Gently brushing their tongues together, he smiled and slowly continued running his fingers through Ai’s hair.
The tealet kept up the kiss for a while more, humming against the salty tasting lips of the blond. “Soup.” he commented when pulling back a little, gazing into his eyes whilst smiling as well.