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[fabling]

[ Shuichi haven't you learned by now that you should both expect everything and also not expect anything at the same time. ]

...Everything? [ He repeats back, curious enough that he shifts to lift himself. ]

[truthstranger]

...That... we're together, that you want to... do things... that you're also with Momota-kun...

[ Now that he's saying it, with Ouma paying attention, he feels self-conscious, and his voice gets weaker as he continues and trails off. ]

[fabling]

Will be. [ He corrects him, then less certain: ] Maybe. I guess.

[ Because despite what happened, there's still a lot of. Issues. There. ]

[truthstranger]

...I'm sure you two can work it out.

[ Sincere, and then, a little lighter: ]

He'll have to deal with... um, you marking him up, either way, right? So you've got some kind of claim on him.

[fabling]

[ His lips curve slightly at that. ]

Aaah, Shuu-chan really is a quick learner. He's more fun to embarrass though, y'know? So maybe I'll leave them in places really easy to spot like here... [ He sits up fully, straddling Shuichi completely now, as he points to under Shuichi's jaw. ] Or here. [ He drags his finger up towards his ear. ] Or maybe I'll just be really mean and leave another constellation on his neck.

As Shuu-chan has a respectable job I'll have to leave them elsewhere right? Like here. [ He taps over the one he left over his heart earlier. ] Or maybe here.

[ He is not as confident this time when he does it, but it isn't obvious when his fingers drift to gently press against a nipple. ]

Who knows?

[truthstranger]

[ He's already flustered starting at the time Ouma sits up, and by the time he touches his nipple it causes a sharp inhale, and when he talks his voice is breathy and hesitant. But he's trying his best. ]

I... I like the idea of it. Having marks you left me in places where no one can see them... but I'll know they're there.

[fabling]

[ He doesn't really expect for him to actually respond so positively either, so his lips part a little--surprised but in a pleasant way. ]

You would...?

[ Maybe it's a bit more obvious he was totally BSing his way through that now. ]

[truthstranger]

Y-Yeah. Is that okay...?

[ Rather than assuming Ouma was BSing he assumes maybe he was just trying to annoy him, or something. ]

[fabling]

[ Pretending you are more aware of what you're saying/doing can lead to interesting situations, apparently. ]

Why wouldn't it be okay? [ His own face is heating up this time, because he's thinking about it, but also because of what it means now. ]

[truthstranger]

I-I don't know... maybe you think it's weird for me to be... thinking about it like that.

[fabling]

I don't think there's anything that's weird for you to think about, y'know?

[truthstranger]

I'm sure there's some things that would be weird.

[fabling]

Like what?

[ Just because he's part curious, and partly because he wants to laugh about this because it'll probably be something really weird if he's saying that. ]

I mean, I probably wouldn't even mind if you had a weird cat fetish and wanted me to wear ears and a tail y'know?

[ stOP HIM ]

[truthstranger]

[ please ]

I don't have a cat fetish!

...I... didn't have anything specific in mind. I just meant... logically, it's impossible for nothing at all to be weird.

[fabling]

Nya

[ He's just fucking with him thankfully, but do not be surprised if one day that happens now either. Sorry for your life, Shuichi. ]

Hmm... I guess so, but something like that is pretty normal, I think?

[truthstranger]

[ He huffs a sigh at the cat noise. ]

I think so too, but you still seemed surprised, so...

[fabling]

[ This time his eyes dip before sliding to the side. ]

...Not for the reason you're thinking.

[truthstranger]

[ He looks down at Ouma, wheels turning in his head. ]

Do you still... not believe I like you that much? That is, not that you don't trust me when I say it, but...

[fabling]

[ He doesn't even bother to hide the guilt that flashes through him, his head dipping a bit. ]

Sorry.

[truthstranger]

[ He runs his fingers through Ouma's hair softly. ]

Mm, don't apologize. I'll just have to keep showing you.

[fabling]

[ His eyes shut, head sinking into that touch a bit. At least he isn't pulling away, so it's better than what it was. ]

[truthstranger]

[ His fingers play at the nape of Ouma's neck, and he dips his own head to kiss the part of Ouma's head he can reach, and then talk, voice low and hesitant, into his hair. ]

M-Maybe... I should put some marks on you too? So you don't forget.

[fabling]

[ It's fine, at least with how he'd responded before he's ducked down enough to press his head against him that this is possible. Though his shoulders definitely tense up at the tone Shuichi's voice takes. Sure, it might be hesitant, but the lowness makes his spine tingle slightly -- especially because of what he says. ]

...Maybe you should.

[truthstranger]

[ His fingers trace around to the side of Ouma's neck. His face feels like it's on fire even saying that much, but he's got to do his best here, so he continues. ]

Where would be a good spot for you, do you think...? Your neck? You could cover it up with your scarf, but we'd still know it was there.

[fabling]

[ His own face feels hot as his fingers touch his skin. Even with this much he's biting his lip and trying to keep his breath steady. ]

Yeah, that's fine. [ It may not be when it actually happens, but he's putting on a brave face for what he can already assume is going to be him dying a bit inside because it already feels like Too Much. ]