[ Seeing the hat gone and the mess he’s made of himself, yeah, he’s still giggling. Sorry, San-chan. ]
It’s fine; there’s no need to thank me!
[ This said with a well-meaning smile as he reaches up and pulls those lopsided glasses carefully off, setting them aside on the bed for now. Next comes the hoodie, far quicker to fall away with a zipper undone.
Even this much exposure is a rare sight. He really is such an attractive man underneath all that façade he puts up. And yes, Tatara is convinced -- he knows that’s what it is, beyond the shadow of a doubt. Underneath it all, Bandou is no less kindhearted than King. They’re all like that, really; each just shows it in a different way.
Or, in Bandou’s case, covers it in a different way.
But in this moment, they’re both pretty bare, aren’t they? Both raw, to an extent; hurting, to another. And this -- this could be a reprieve. It doesn’t have to be meaningful any more than meaningless, just... perhaps a bandaid.
Yes -- that’s definitely what it is, Tatara thinks as he angles up for a second kiss of his own free will, nearly chest-to-chest with his clanmate. ]
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Date: 2017-06-10 07:35 pm (UTC)It’s fine; there’s no need to thank me!
[ This said with a well-meaning smile as he reaches up and pulls those lopsided glasses carefully off, setting them aside on the bed for now. Next comes the hoodie, far quicker to fall away with a zipper undone.
Even this much exposure is a rare sight. He really is such an attractive man underneath all that façade he puts up. And yes, Tatara is convinced -- he knows that’s what it is, beyond the shadow of a doubt. Underneath it all, Bandou is no less kindhearted than King. They’re all like that, really; each just shows it in a different way.
Or, in Bandou’s case, covers it in a different way.
But in this moment, they’re both pretty bare, aren’t they? Both raw, to an extent; hurting, to another. And this -- this could be a reprieve. It doesn’t have to be meaningful any more than meaningless, just... perhaps a bandaid.
Yes -- that’s definitely what it is, Tatara thinks as he angles up for a second kiss of his own free will, nearly chest-to-chest with his clanmate. ]