[ The fact that Kojiro has to pause to think about it twists something in Kaoru's chest. He realizes that he's probably never allowed himself to think about it at length because he's so ridiculously selfless in their relationship. When it comes to sex and what they do in private, Kojiro can be wild and demanding, but beyond that, he's always been so patient with Kaoru. It makes him feel selfish for being so stuck in his own head that he gets caught up in his aloof image cultivated to protect a tender heart. Kojiro deserves better, and it's just another reason for them to ease up on the strict secrecy of their relationship.
When the answer comes, it's a shock. Kojiro has always teased him about Carla and his dependency on her, either from mock jealousy or genuine concern. Looking up at Kojiro as he tries to gauge the sincerity of the request, Kaoru twirls his fingers through the hair at the nape of Kojiro's neck. He has to admit that he enjoys the thought of them being connected through something no one else has access to, not to mention pride in his creation being useful for his boyfriend. There is room for compromise, of course, even in this. ]
Are you sure? You've always hated Carla. I suppose I could rename the program if you want, and change the color.
[ Perhaps that would defeat the purpose of wearing a noticeable mark of Kaoru's presence in his life, but it's a suggestion worth making. It's true that having Kojiro more closely linked to his digital assistant would feel like a step towards... well, things that Kojiro has mentioned through texts that Kaoru is going to pretend never graced his sight since it's easier on his heart to forget about them for the time being.
Chuckling at the second request, he lifts an eyebrow. ] And here I thought you got off on being hit. But yes, of course, touching will go both ways. Please work up to outright kissing me, though, or I may suffer a heart attack.
You better not change a damn thing. I want matching pink bracelets, you tease.
[ Granted, it wouldn't be Kojiro's first color choice, but that's entirely the point. An ever-present reminder resting on his wrist, something undeniably Kaoru, on display for all to see. Kind of perfect, if Kojiro's honest with himself. Kaoru doesn't have to compromise anything, especially considering he's bold enough to wear Kojiro's necklace around a crowd who'll definitely pick up on exactly what that means.
But it's late, and a car engine in the near distance pulls Kojiro resentfully back to reality. They need to wrap this up, loathe though Kojiro may be to let Kaoru go. He sighs, and bullies another soft kiss onto Kaoru's cheek. ]
Careful; you give me an invitation like that, I'll never stop. But c'mon, beautiful. Show time. Let's do this.
[ Kojiro did promise more later, after all. What's a couple more hours to wait? ]
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When the answer comes, it's a shock. Kojiro has always teased him about Carla and his dependency on her, either from mock jealousy or genuine concern. Looking up at Kojiro as he tries to gauge the sincerity of the request, Kaoru twirls his fingers through the hair at the nape of Kojiro's neck. He has to admit that he enjoys the thought of them being connected through something no one else has access to, not to mention pride in his creation being useful for his boyfriend. There is room for compromise, of course, even in this. ]
Are you sure? You've always hated Carla. I suppose I could rename the program if you want, and change the color.
[ Perhaps that would defeat the purpose of wearing a noticeable mark of Kaoru's presence in his life, but it's a suggestion worth making. It's true that having Kojiro more closely linked to his digital assistant would feel like a step towards... well, things that Kojiro has mentioned through texts that Kaoru is going to pretend never graced his sight since it's easier on his heart to forget about them for the time being.
Chuckling at the second request, he lifts an eyebrow. ] And here I thought you got off on being hit. But yes, of course, touching will go both ways. Please work up to outright kissing me, though, or I may suffer a heart attack.
just putting a bow on this
[ Granted, it wouldn't be Kojiro's first color choice, but that's entirely the point. An ever-present reminder resting on his wrist, something undeniably Kaoru, on display for all to see. Kind of perfect, if Kojiro's honest with himself. Kaoru doesn't have to compromise anything, especially considering he's bold enough to wear Kojiro's necklace around a crowd who'll definitely pick up on exactly what that means.
But it's late, and a car engine in the near distance pulls Kojiro resentfully back to reality. They need to wrap this up, loathe though Kojiro may be to let Kaoru go. He sighs, and bullies another soft kiss onto Kaoru's cheek. ]
Careful; you give me an invitation like that, I'll never stop. But c'mon, beautiful. Show time. Let's do this.
[ Kojiro did promise more later, after all. What's a couple more hours to wait? ]