[ He snorts again - and does appreciate the view while it lists - before he pats the seat next to him, inviting Hiyori to come and join him again. It's all in good fun, right? ]
You know how expensive those are? Let alone how fierce the competition is? I'd get run over on my way there.
[ He laughs quietly. ]
I think it'd find its target, you know. Kisses have a way of doing that. Well... I think yours do, anyway. You have good aim.
[ There's a biiiit of a smirk on his face as he says that. ]
[He does flop down on the couch next to Elan afterwards, his lips curved into a smile and his hair a wavy mess.
Though his smile turns to more of a smirk at that last comment.]
Right, my aim is perfect when it comes to Elan-kun~♪
[Did he mean for that to sound dirty? Of course not. It was totally innocent!
He drapes the towel over his neck and then starts kicking on his socks, still merrily chatting away.]
I'm afraid there's no discount for friends, but I'll see what I can do. If you go to one of my shows, perhaps I can go to something of yours sometime. Like a photography exhibition! Then it'll be an equal exchange~♪
[Truthfully, most people who take photographs don't have exhibitions. But that's Hiyori: he always believes in his friends and their ability to shine! (Albeit perhaps not as brightly as he does, since that's a high bar to clear!)
His eyebrows arch when Elan tells him he wants to cuddle, before he cheerfully replies:
Elan-kun's gotten better about saying what he wants. Good boy! ♪
[And then he does as instructed, scooting closer to Elan on the couch and wrapping arms around his waist. He nuzzles up to him, wavy hair brushing Elan's face as he presses their cheeks together.]
[He blinks. "Your majesty?" That's close to what Ibara calls him. What a cheeky boy.
But he's also a cute cheeky boy. So he's got that going for him.]
I'm surprised you can relax with someone like me sitting next to you.
[He accepts the tea mug, holding it gingerly so it doesn't scald his hands.]
But I guess it's like exposure therapy. Once you've spent enough time with me, you get used to being around handsome types! And cute people, and other good-looking types.
[It's not just his looks. His personality is a lot to deal with, too. But Elan's also gotten used to that by now, surely.]
So Elan-kun feels perfectly relaxed even when I do this, huh~?
[He leans in and speaks the last few syllables into Elan's ear, lips ghosting the shell of his earlobe, warm breath hitting the skin. (He does wait until Elan's securely holding his mug again, at least, so he doesn't spill the tea.)]
[ Ack-! Elan does jump a little, goosebumps raising on the nape of his neck - but he manages to keep himself mostly under control as he shoots him an unamused look. ]
[He takes another sip. The silence only lasts a moment, however, before he sets the cup down in his lap and continues to chatter.]
But you know, by loving myself so much, I might just inspire my fans to love themselves more. In fact, I know I do! That's a nice side effect, wouldn't you say?
[Hiyori speaks the words pointedly, eyes on Elan's.]
When we first met, Elan-kun seemed tired and directionless. He wasn't sure he had anything he wanted, other than to see a nice view. And he was still working that dead-end job where he was heartlessly being used as a pawn.
[He's still smiling, but his tone is serious. He thinks back to their first pair of encounters, the time Elan seemed impressed by something as simple as soft serve ice cream, the way all he wanted was to see the sky. He'd seemed exhausted, back then and Hiyori now understands why. Elan wasn't just overworked; he was suffering from a lack of freedom, a bird trapped inside a cage.
But his wings hadn't been clipped. And now, he's taken flight, hasn't he?]
But now Elan-kun has his own apartment, hobbies, job, and all sorts of stuff.
[Hiyori gestures around with his free hand, at the walls and at the photographs hanging on them.]
He can love others, and he can give himself some love! ♪ And most of that's probably because of him, but he was also at least a little bit inspired by me, no?
[Hiyori's actions definitely inspired the kind of love he gives himself in the shower. Cough, cough.]
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You know how expensive those are? Let alone how fierce the competition is? I'd get run over on my way there.
[ He laughs quietly. ]
I think it'd find its target, you know. Kisses have a way of doing that. Well... I think yours do, anyway. You have good aim.
[ There's a biiiit of a smirk on his face as he says that. ]
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Though his smile turns to more of a smirk at that last comment.]
Right, my aim is perfect when it comes to Elan-kun~♪
[Did he mean for that to sound dirty? Of course not. It was totally innocent!
He drapes the towel over his neck and then starts kicking on his socks, still merrily chatting away.]
I'm afraid there's no discount for friends, but I'll see what I can do. If you go to one of my shows, perhaps I can go to something of yours sometime. Like a photography exhibition! Then it'll be an equal exchange~♪
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[ He reaches out to make a little grabby hand. ]
C'mere and cuddle. Least you can do after teasing me with that talk about blowing kisses and stuff.
[ Aw, he's opening up a little more. ]
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His eyebrows arch when Elan tells him he wants to cuddle, before he cheerfully replies:
Elan-kun's gotten better about saying what he wants. Good boy! ♪
[And then he does as instructed, scooting closer to Elan on the couch and wrapping arms around his waist. He nuzzles up to him, wavy hair brushing Elan's face as he presses their cheeks together.]
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[ He snorts. But he also leans over and cuddles into him with a sigh. ]
...you're impossible.
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[Hiyori squeezes him tight and then nuzzles closer. If you need help imagining what this looks like, here's a visual aid.]
Unless you want to be my pet?
[He's teasing. Though of course the reason he called him a "good boy" was because Elan seemed to like being called that earlier. Cough, cough.]
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No thanks. I think I'll stick with being just me.
[ Something he will try to hold himself to. ]
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[He squeezes Elan even tighter!
Then he adds:]
Plus it might make Mary jealous if I did get a new pet, so I really think this is what's best for everyone.
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[ He snickers and gives him a squeeze in reply.
Yeah, he could get used to this. ]
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[He rests his head against Elan's. Yep, no doubt about it: he could also get used to this!]
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..... do you think the tea's ready?
[Guess who remembered that exists.]
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[ He sits upright. ]
Let me go-
[ He's trying to stand up now. ]
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Don't leave me alone for too long, alright? I've barely had any cuddle time!
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[ There's some bustling around and clattering - and then returns shortly with two steaming mugs of tea. He holds it out as he sits. ]
There. Now we can really relax a little.
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But he's also a cute cheeky boy. So he's got that going for him.]
I'm surprised you can relax with someone like me sitting next to you.
[He accepts the tea mug, holding it gingerly so it doesn't scald his hands.]
But I guess it's like exposure therapy. Once you've spent enough time with me, you get used to being around handsome types! And cute people, and other good-looking types.
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[ He gives him a knowing look and takes a sip of his tea. ]
Although with you maybe exposure therapy is the right phrase for it.
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So Elan-kun feels perfectly relaxed even when I do this, huh~?
[He leans in and speaks the last few syllables into Elan's ear, lips ghosting the shell of his earlobe, warm breath hitting the skin. (He does wait until Elan's securely holding his mug again, at least, so he doesn't spill the tea.)]
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That's just mean, isn't it?
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[He laughs.]
Sorry, sorry! ♪ I'll let you drink tea in peace. You can even admire me while you drink it~♪
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[ He snorts. ]
You're going to get a bigger head if I'm not careful.
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[With that, he sips more tea.]
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[ He teases in response and takes a sip of his tea. ]
I guess we'll find out if it ends up having any effect.
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[He takes another sip. The silence only lasts a moment, however, before he sets the cup down in his lap and continues to chatter.]
But you know, by loving myself so much, I might just inspire my fans to love themselves more. In fact, I know I do! That's a nice side effect, wouldn't you say?
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[ His tone indicates he's a little doubtful. ]
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[Hiyori speaks the words pointedly, eyes on Elan's.]
When we first met, Elan-kun seemed tired and directionless. He wasn't sure he had anything he wanted, other than to see a nice view. And he was still working that dead-end job where he was heartlessly being used as a pawn.
[He's still smiling, but his tone is serious. He thinks back to their first pair of encounters, the time Elan seemed impressed by something as simple as soft serve ice cream, the way all he wanted was to see the sky. He'd seemed exhausted, back then and Hiyori now understands why. Elan wasn't just overworked; he was suffering from a lack of freedom, a bird trapped inside a cage.
But his wings hadn't been clipped. And now, he's taken flight, hasn't he?]
But now Elan-kun has his own apartment, hobbies, job, and all sorts of stuff.
[Hiyori gestures around with his free hand, at the walls and at the photographs hanging on them.]
He can love others, and he can give himself some love! ♪ And most of that's probably because of him, but he was also at least a little bit inspired by me, no?
[Hiyori's actions definitely inspired the kind of love he gives himself in the shower. Cough, cough.]
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i'm so sorry, my inbox ate this comment and I just discovered it.
No worries! (But glad to have Elan-kun back in my inbox :))
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