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( asato does avert his gaze, countenance ruddying with a faint blush. konoe might feel a little embarrassed and ashamed of what he’s wearing, but… asato thinks he looks good. cute. compared to typical ribika clothing, pretty much everything he’s seen people wearing in this place ranges from bizarre to utterly confounding. the bunny costume may be on the stranger side, but… he would not be able to deny that it has its charm.
though, really, if he keeps thinking too much about what konoe is wearing, his thoughts are going to threaten to turn towards darker and more risqué corners of his mind. that feels… bad, even if he knows he can’t really control it—that he’s already had plenty of thoughts like that, even before the mating season… and just because that thrust itself upon them once doesn’t mean anything drastic has changed about their relationship. that’s just how it is for ribika sometimes, right? he wouldn’t want getting too hung up on it to endanger what he already has with konoe, which is something he treasures more than his own life. )
Hm?
( the direct question draws his attention back to the other cat, dark blue eyes wide and blinking. he doesn’t like feeling trapped. but, when konoe puts it that way… it is quieter in here. there’s no one else occupying any of the stalls. no strange smells, strobing lights, loud guffaws and conversations…
and, most importantly: konoe is here.
he replies, ) I just want to stay with Konoe. ( he glances a little nervously towards the strange, moving painting; its inhabitants seem more interested in watching their interaction, curious as to where it might go, than continue to make comments from their peanut gallery. )
I do want to leave, to try to find a way out of this place. But… later. ( he nods, taking another half-step closer to konoe, gravitating towards his space. despite that, he still seems a little uncertain of what to do—his instincts tell him to reach out to him, to nuzzle his forehead against his, but… from what he remembers happening last between them, he isn’t sure where things lie. being close is good enough, he tells himself. )
For now, we can stay here. It’s… quieter, now. Nice.
[Konoe nods with him, heart settling down now that some of the tension he'd built up in his first day ebbs away, just a bit.]
Okay... [He doesn't intend to avoid the quiet meaning in Asato's openness; he genuinely doesn't know how far he'd go for him, how much they'll do for each other as their first Antou gets into full swing. But on its face he agrees, with every word. He sighs.] Okay.
I needed something like this... [Hopefully he can be forgiven for testing Asato's self-restraint without knowing it, letting his head fall almost naturally to rest against his chest, the moment he's come close enough.]
It's good to see you. [It's vulnerable and quiet, but so honest. It feels like only yesterday he'd reached out to someone - other than Tokino, of course, with whom skinship and friendship came part and parcel - for... probably the first time since his mother....
To think that very cat's right here.]
You keep appearing when I least expect it. [And this is easily the weirdest time and place yet, so absurd he smiles to himself ruefully and only rubs his head against him harder, bunny ears getting shifted out of place.] I knew you were reliable, but seriously...!
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( asato does avert his gaze, countenance ruddying with a faint blush. konoe might feel a little embarrassed and ashamed of what he’s wearing, but… asato thinks he looks good. cute. compared to typical ribika clothing, pretty much everything he’s seen people wearing in this place ranges from bizarre to utterly confounding. the bunny costume may be on the stranger side, but… he would not be able to deny that it has its charm.
though, really, if he keeps thinking too much about what konoe is wearing, his thoughts are going to threaten to turn towards darker and more risqué corners of his mind. that feels… bad, even if he knows he can’t really control it—that he’s already had plenty of thoughts like that, even before the mating season… and just because that thrust itself upon them once doesn’t mean anything drastic has changed about their relationship. that’s just how it is for ribika sometimes, right? he wouldn’t want getting too hung up on it to endanger what he already has with konoe, which is something he treasures more than his own life. )
Hm?
( the direct question draws his attention back to the other cat, dark blue eyes wide and blinking. he doesn’t like feeling trapped. but, when konoe puts it that way… it is quieter in here. there’s no one else occupying any of the stalls. no strange smells, strobing lights, loud guffaws and conversations…
and, most importantly: konoe is here.
he replies, ) I just want to stay with Konoe. ( he glances a little nervously towards the strange, moving painting; its inhabitants seem more interested in watching their interaction, curious as to where it might go, than continue to make comments from their peanut gallery. )
I do want to leave, to try to find a way out of this place. But… later. ( he nods, taking another half-step closer to konoe, gravitating towards his space. despite that, he still seems a little uncertain of what to do—his instincts tell him to reach out to him, to nuzzle his forehead against his, but… from what he remembers happening last between them, he isn’t sure where things lie. being close is good enough, he tells himself. )
For now, we can stay here. It’s… quieter, now. Nice.
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Okay... [He doesn't intend to avoid the quiet meaning in Asato's openness; he genuinely doesn't know how far he'd go for him, how much they'll do for each other as their first Antou gets into full swing. But on its face he agrees, with every word. He sighs.] Okay.
I needed something like this... [Hopefully he can be forgiven for testing Asato's self-restraint without knowing it, letting his head fall almost naturally to rest against his chest, the moment he's come close enough.]
It's good to see you. [It's vulnerable and quiet, but so honest. It feels like only yesterday he'd reached out to someone - other than Tokino, of course, with whom skinship and friendship came part and parcel - for... probably the first time since his mother....
To think that very cat's right here.]
You keep appearing when I least expect it. [And this is easily the weirdest time and place yet, so absurd he smiles to himself ruefully and only rubs his head against him harder, bunny ears getting shifted out of place.] I knew you were reliable, but seriously...!