(Another bite, this one bringing up close to Aki's face, noses touching. The next one will surely be the last one unless Aki wants to be cheeky about it. He doesn't really know what to expect with him sometimes which makes him smile, waiting to see what his next move will be. )
[ Aki thinks about teasing him, thinks about how it might be to bully him just a little, but he can't resist; he leans in to finish the sweet treat, kissing Tsurumaru instead, eyes flickering closed. ]
(To be honest, he isn't sure if this means he's lost or won by the rules. It doesn't really matter in the end when he still feels like a winner. He can't help but giggle, amused by how silly all of this is and he smiles against him as he kisses him soft and sweet. It's short but he thinks about how many sticks are left in the box and how many more times they could play and really, why rush?
His ring, still on, may feel light, playful... like an exciting new crush, like falling in love again. He's still so charmed even after all of these months and when he pulls away, he's quick to lean in and whisper into Aki's ear,)
Oh no.
(These snacks were dangerous, right? Aki had said so himself. There were plenty of reports to support it. There was nothing about this particular type but why not have some fun,)
I think I want to kiss you again. (It's clear that that he's teasing,) Maybe these are dangerous.
[ Does it matter who wins or loses when they both get to enjoy themselves like this? Flushed, Aki leans back to look at Tsurumaru, their noses bruising and his mouth tasting like sweetness - and not just from the candy. He wants to steal more of them, to take more, but he has restraint enough to stop himself from giving into the urge too swiftly. ]
I did try to warn you.
[ A little kiss to Tsuru's nose, and then Aki is reaching for his hands. ]
(And he'd chosen not to listen. Of course, he'd also known this particular box was also harmless. It's all fun and games right now and he laces his fingers with Aki, giving his hand a squeeze as he slides over to be by his side.
He's an old soul but right now, one wouldn't know it. Leaning against him, giggling as he tugs him along towards his room-- to their room. Compared to before where they'd hidden away and stayed quiet while exchanging kisses, he doesn't mind as much if others see him right now. It's no secret that they're a pair, just like it isn't a secret that Aki spends more time in the Everlight wing than his own.)
When Denji-kun is free, we'll show you what we got.
(It's their combined surprise for him. A little lower, only for him to hear,)
But I can give you a small surprise first. (And he leans into him, not caring if they stumble just a little down the hallway,) What do you think it is? I'll let you have one guess.
[ Aki goes with him down the hall, not thinking too much about the strangeness of it all. There are horrors, he thinks, not too far away, around the corner and threatening them all, but there's happiness to be found here for the moment.
Together, he and Tsurumaru can be happy.
Resisting the urge to laugh, he huffs a little, taking Tsuru's hand in his own and squeezing gently. ]
A surprise? [ He hums softly. ] Is it something sweet?
If everything happens exactly as one expects, it's boring.
(He has to switch it up. When they get to their room, the door slides open and he slips off and away to go over to his desk. It looks like he's been shopping recently. There are some small shopping bags and one is even tucked away, hidden under the desk for now but still easy to see. He trusts Aki to not go looking. He wouldn't ruin a surprise like that.)
Sit down.
(He says as he rummages through one of the bags and takes out a gift-wrapped box. He'll come over and sit next to Aki before offering it out to him.)
[ Aki goes and sits down on the bed, doing as he's told, leaning back a little and watching with a raised brow and a certain edge of fondness. It feels warm, it feels nice, being here with Tsurumaru, and all he wants to do is wrap around him and not let go.
He can be patient, though.
Eyes widening at the present, he takes it carefully, fingers brushing over the wrapping. ]
(A playful, gentle correction. He likes Aki, even if he's boring at times. He doesn't mind if it's a little boring if he's with him.)
I went shopping with Denji-kun. We got something from both of us and something from each of us.
(A bottle of cologne that Denji will surely sneak samples from and then there's the spa ticket that Denji got. But those are both for later. Right now, there's this box for Aki and if he opens it...
It's just a mug. Dark blue and silver in color with a little bit of weight to it. The box reads that it's a sleek and light design for a mug that will keep drinks at the desired temperature of the user. Hot drinks will never go cold and even cold drinks will never melt. It supposedly links with their implants and it promises to be easy to use. No cords, no extra extensions, no need for charging. It just works. The future is filled with these little knick-knacks for daily use. )
It's getting colder these days; especially in the mornings.
(It seemed like a good gift. A practical one. One that could be useful for Aki.)
[ Aki opens the gift and he's... Struck by the simplicity of it, his fingers reaching out to stroke over the shape of it, the familiarity of a good vessel for his coffee.
He doesn't have a lot of vices, not really. There aren't a lot of things that get Aki in particular, but a good cup of coffee is one of them. He had a proper press back in his apartment, had a set-up for a good cup in the morning as he had his first smoke of the day and read the newspaper, keeping up to date with the movements of devils (and one in particular).
It's such a simple gift. Other people might find it insulting, to be given something so... Boring.
But for Aki, it's perfect.
Leaning in, unable to stop himself, he presses his mouth against Tsurumaru's and kisses him, long, deep, arm around him, squeezing him closer, breathless with his affection. ]
(There's that excited type of nervousness that comes from giving gifts. He watches Aki carefully, trying to see what he thinks of the gift. It isn't a bad one. He knows it isn't. In fact, he's confident that it's a good gift but would it be one that he likes? Is it the best one he could have gotten? He's always been someone that looks forward to people's reactions and right now is no different.
How would he smile? What would he say? How would he look at him when he looks back up? He wants to see it all and with his ring still on, Aki can probably feel the anticipation... just like he can feel that spike in emotion when Aki takes him. He's surprised, he's excited, and in a second, he's relaxed, he's happy, he's humming pleasantly, tasting, feeling, giving, and impatiently wanting more and more.
For a second he's proud, so incredibly pleased with his choice in gift but it's more than that. He's happy with him. Aki chose him. He chose Aki. They chose this and he couldn't be happier. He feels warm, he feels content, and when they finally pull away, he takes his breath and smiles at Aki, eyes bright, teeth a little sharp...)
Wait...
(Wait a moment. Just a second. As he pulls his legs up onto the bed to crawl to the end, to reach over towards his desk and rummage for something small and shiney. When he comes back, he sits cross legged in front of Aki and holds up a small container, it's clear plastic covering revealing a shade of red. Considering he'd once set Aki a picture of himself wearing a different shade, it's obvious that it's a lip tint.)
What do you think? (He holds it up to his face, pale and fair against a splash of bright, deep red, ) Denji-kun ran away when I asked.
(Took one look at him in the store and ran off, refusing to answer. While he waits for an answer, he twists the cap and brushes it across his lips. Bright and striking, like the crown of a white crane. He smiles.)
[ There's something about gift giving that gets to Aki; he's not sure how good he is at it himself, has never had to go out of his way to actually try and give anyone a decent gift. He had barely done anything decent for Denji's birthday, and he has no idea what he would be able to do for any kind of celebration for Tsurumaru, but he hopes that he could do something good.
He hopes that he could do something like this.
It's simple, it's easy, and it means so much. It shows how much attention Tsurumaru has paid to him, that even something as simple as his morning habits had been noted and made to be recognised. Carefully, he places the mug to one side and reaches to draw his lover closer, to tug him onto his lap as much as he can, to hold him tenderly, sweetly, softly. ]
Denji is an idiot, sometimes.
[ Aki kisses him again, soft and gentle, before he touches their foreheads together and closes his eyes.
His birthday had been a nightmare for the last decade, but here, now... It feels okay. ]
(He settles on him comfortably, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and leans in. Before he can say anything, he feels his mouth against his and he's more than happy to return it. Soft, slow, just enjoying feeling each other, how sweet he tastes, and he presses his forehead against Aki's, sneaking in one more kiss. )
I told you, he's seriously surprising.
(Denji, that is. He's sharper than he or anyone really gives him credit for when it comes to certain matters.
But he shifts forward, gently pushing Aki back onto the bed and supporting himself on top.)
We have a little time. (He isn't sure how much they have until they have to busy themselves with other things but he knows they have some time right now. Leaning in to bury his face against his neck, press light kisses along the side, leaving a visible trail in his wake, ) Relax.
(Reaching to take his hand, locking their fingers together,,)
It's your birthday.
(A day for celebrating Aki. A day for celebrating his life. A day for celebrating being alive.)
[ It's comfortable, easy for him to lean in, to curl close and press himself into the familiar shape of Tsurumaru's body. It's safe and settled here, and he breathes out a little as he turns his head, nuzzling in just a little bit. ]
That's a good thing, isn't it?
[ It's his birthday, that's true enough, and Aki leans back, lets himself be guided, nudged, one way and then the other, eyes blinking warmly up at the other man, his lips curled into a small smile. ]
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His ring, still on, may feel light, playful... like an exciting new crush, like falling in love again. He's still so charmed even after all of these months and when he pulls away, he's quick to lean in and whisper into Aki's ear,)
Oh no.
(These snacks were dangerous, right? Aki had said so himself. There were plenty of reports to support it. There was nothing about this particular type but why not have some fun,)
I think I want to kiss you again. (It's clear that that he's teasing,) Maybe these are dangerous.
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I did try to warn you.
[ A little kiss to Tsuru's nose, and then Aki is reaching for his hands. ]
Let's go to our room.
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You did.
(And he'd chosen not to listen. Of course, he'd also known this particular box was also harmless. It's all fun and games right now and he laces his fingers with Aki, giving his hand a squeeze as he slides over to be by his side.
He's an old soul but right now, one wouldn't know it. Leaning against him, giggling as he tugs him along towards his room-- to their room. Compared to before where they'd hidden away and stayed quiet while exchanging kisses, he doesn't mind as much if others see him right now. It's no secret that they're a pair, just like it isn't a secret that Aki spends more time in the Everlight wing than his own.)
When Denji-kun is free, we'll show you what we got.
(It's their combined surprise for him. A little lower, only for him to hear,)
But I can give you a small surprise first. (And he leans into him, not caring if they stumble just a little down the hallway,) What do you think it is? I'll let you have one guess.
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Together, he and Tsurumaru can be happy.
Resisting the urge to laugh, he huffs a little, taking Tsuru's hand in his own and squeezing gently. ]
A surprise? [ He hums softly. ] Is it something sweet?
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(He hums, thinking about how to answer this, taking his sweet, time. There's no need to rush. He can take his time. He can enjoy his time.)
Maybe.
(And he gives him a gentle but firm tug,)
That isn't a guess.
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[ Aki lets himself be tugged and moved, thoughtful as he considers it seriously for a moment. ]
Not chocolate, then.
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We still have plenty, you know.
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(He has to switch it up. When they get to their room, the door slides open and he slips off and away to go over to his desk. It looks like he's been shopping recently. There are some small shopping bags and one is even tucked away, hidden under the desk for now but still easy to see. He trusts Aki to not go looking. He wouldn't ruin a surprise like that.)
Sit down.
(He says as he rummages through one of the bags and takes out a gift-wrapped box. He'll come over and sit next to Aki before offering it out to him.)
A small surprise from me.
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[ Aki goes and sits down on the bed, doing as he's told, leaning back a little and watching with a raised brow and a certain edge of fondness. It feels warm, it feels nice, being here with Tsurumaru, and all he wants to do is wrap around him and not let go.
He can be patient, though.
Eyes widening at the present, he takes it carefully, fingers brushing over the wrapping. ]
Tsuru...
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(A playful, gentle correction. He likes Aki, even if he's boring at times. He doesn't mind if it's a little boring if he's with him.)
I went shopping with Denji-kun. We got something from both of us and something from each of us.
(A bottle of cologne that Denji will surely sneak samples from and then there's the spa ticket that Denji got. But those are both for later. Right now, there's this box for Aki and if he opens it...
It's just a mug. Dark blue and silver in color with a little bit of weight to it. The box reads that it's a sleek and light design for a mug that will keep drinks at the desired temperature of the user. Hot drinks will never go cold and even cold drinks will never melt. It supposedly links with their implants and it promises to be easy to use. No cords, no extra extensions, no need for charging. It just works. The future is filled with these little knick-knacks for daily use. )
It's getting colder these days; especially in the mornings.
(It seemed like a good gift. A practical one. One that could be useful for Aki.)
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[ Aki opens the gift and he's... Struck by the simplicity of it, his fingers reaching out to stroke over the shape of it, the familiarity of a good vessel for his coffee.
He doesn't have a lot of vices, not really. There aren't a lot of things that get Aki in particular, but a good cup of coffee is one of them. He had a proper press back in his apartment, had a set-up for a good cup in the morning as he had his first smoke of the day and read the newspaper, keeping up to date with the movements of devils (and one in particular).
It's such a simple gift. Other people might find it insulting, to be given something so... Boring.
But for Aki, it's perfect.
Leaning in, unable to stop himself, he presses his mouth against Tsurumaru's and kisses him, long, deep, arm around him, squeezing him closer, breathless with his affection. ]
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How would he smile? What would he say? How would he look at him when he looks back up? He wants to see it all and with his ring still on, Aki can probably feel the anticipation... just like he can feel that spike in emotion when Aki takes him. He's surprised, he's excited, and in a second, he's relaxed, he's happy, he's humming pleasantly, tasting, feeling, giving, and impatiently wanting more and more.
For a second he's proud, so incredibly pleased with his choice in gift but it's more than that. He's happy with him. Aki chose him. He chose Aki. They chose this and he couldn't be happier. He feels warm, he feels content, and when they finally pull away, he takes his breath and smiles at Aki, eyes bright, teeth a little sharp...)
Wait...
(Wait a moment. Just a second. As he pulls his legs up onto the bed to crawl to the end, to reach over towards his desk and rummage for something small and shiney. When he comes back, he sits cross legged in front of Aki and holds up a small container, it's clear plastic covering revealing a shade of red. Considering he'd once set Aki a picture of himself wearing a different shade, it's obvious that it's a lip tint.)
What do you think? (He holds it up to his face, pale and fair against a splash of bright, deep red, ) Denji-kun ran away when I asked.
(Took one look at him in the store and ran off, refusing to answer. While he waits for an answer, he twists the cap and brushes it across his lips. Bright and striking, like the crown of a white crane. He smiles.)
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He hopes that he could do something like this.
It's simple, it's easy, and it means so much. It shows how much attention Tsurumaru has paid to him, that even something as simple as his morning habits had been noted and made to be recognised. Carefully, he places the mug to one side and reaches to draw his lover closer, to tug him onto his lap as much as he can, to hold him tenderly, sweetly, softly. ]
Denji is an idiot, sometimes.
[ Aki kisses him again, soft and gentle, before he touches their foreheads together and closes his eyes.
His birthday had been a nightmare for the last decade, but here, now... It feels okay. ]
It's perfect, Tsuru. Thank you.
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I told you, he's seriously surprising.
(Denji, that is. He's sharper than he or anyone really gives him credit for when it comes to certain matters.
But he shifts forward, gently pushing Aki back onto the bed and supporting himself on top.)
We have a little time. (He isn't sure how much they have until they have to busy themselves with other things but he knows they have some time right now. Leaning in to bury his face against his neck, press light kisses along the side, leaving a visible trail in his wake, ) Relax.
(Reaching to take his hand, locking their fingers together,,)
It's your birthday.
(A day for celebrating Aki. A day for celebrating his life. A day for celebrating being alive.)
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That's a good thing, isn't it?
[ It's his birthday, that's true enough, and Aki leans back, lets himself be guided, nudged, one way and then the other, eyes blinking warmly up at the other man, his lips curled into a small smile. ]
Did you have something in particular in mind...?
[ Eyes warm, tender, Aki grins. ]
I'm at your mercy.