[the funny thing is that sometimes mikazuki still tries to talk to tsurumaru when things like this happen
but he also thinks that he's said enough tonight, and they've witnessed enough tonight that they deserve a treat.
(and there is a certain urge towards intimacy, after watching people be torn apart from their loved ones all weekend)
so he'll collect both of their empty cups in one hand, stacking and tucking them off elsewhere, before gently easing more of his weight against tsurumaru to encourage him against the bed. he catches his lips with his, deepening the kiss.
the mint that the burglar left on mikazuki's pillow probably tumbles off]
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not do that. he kisses tsuru's neck instead]
You might always ask, and I shall refrain from answering.
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[ that's not asking ]
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[if he doesn't want an answer, but jiji still wants to know the question,
he presses another kiss closer to the base of tsuru's neck]
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[ if so, this is a good bribe. ]
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[they were together all day. he pulls tsuru closer to him, and gives another kiss.
that said,]
And I find myself always curious as to your mind, which makes me still wish to ask after your question.
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he sets his cup down. ]
What is your locket's power?
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he presses a kiss to tsurumaru's mouth then, lingering.
well, he said he wouldn't answer.]
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that's fine. he'll just kiss mikazuki back as if he didn't say anything. ]
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... should it ever lose its light, would you like me to answer?
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Your patience with me knows no end, my love.
... if it will keep me at your side, I do not mind providing you with what information you might need.
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I will always remain at your side.
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he smiles, though it's still tinged with a little something complicated.
he will press close to give tsurumaru a kiss anyway]
... I do love you.
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[ and he does hope that love can be enough.
but he will pull away to reach over to grab his cup, and pour himself more sake. ]
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but then he will drink his sake, and settle against him quietly when he returns]
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going to press kisses against mikazuki's jaw
when words get hard sometimes you just try to make out ]
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but he also thinks that he's said enough tonight, and they've witnessed enough tonight that they deserve a treat.
(and there is a certain urge towards intimacy, after watching people be torn apart from their loved ones all weekend)
so he'll collect both of their empty cups in one hand, stacking and tucking them off elsewhere, before gently easing more of his weight against tsurumaru to encourage him against the bed. he catches his lips with his, deepening the kiss.
the mint that the burglar left on mikazuki's pillow probably tumbles off]