[ He has heard those words before, but mostly from random girls on the street asking him on dates or wanting to have a pretend boyfriend, then possibly making him their real boyfriend. There have been jokes across the three of them with Shoko in the middle too, but she, of course, wanted nothing to do with either of them.
Every instance has been shallow.
"Boyfriend" did not illicit any unique emotion in him. It still may not... His brain is piecing all the values into a formula—it's the context, it's the person, and their disposition. He takes note on how his heart rate rose, how the edges of his lips tug into a smile different from his usual, and how Suguru looks better than he remembers.
Satoru can tell because he is always looking at him, memorizing every outline. ]
Usually, I'd say gross, but for some reason that sounds very nice right now. [ He laughs. ] What did you do? Curse me?
[ His fingers stay laced, but brush up over Suguru's knuckles to massage them and the back of his hand. It's gentle, but then switches to playful drumming. ]
[ He's teasing, amused, maybe happier than he's been in months. While Satoru is one of the most important people in his life, he'd never really thought of him as someone that he needed.
Because he'd never thought of happiness as something that he needed; it had never factored into the equation of his purpose as a sorcerer. As long as he did his duty, that is all that mattered. Happiness, love, and joy had no bearing on that.
It's a privileged, and stupid, way of thinking, and once it was gone, it became clear just how much he did need it all. ]
But okay, I guess that makes us boyfriends. [ Holding his hand real tight. ] And as my boyfriend, you should delete those pictures of me and Lavi.
[ His face twists instinctively hearing the accusation from Suguru's voice. Have a crush on him? Okay, maybe, so he doesn't retort... He just sticks out his tongue.
It's been a long time since they've truly enjoyed themselves, hasn't it? He thinks on this... And the beach in Okinawa. Like then, it was fun. Like then, he was also stressed. It didn't stop him from having fun, though.
But Suguru's smiling (good) and makes an absurd request (not as good). There's just silence, somewhat defiant, before Satoru breaks it. ]
[ How unfair that love can help Suguru's genocidal tendencies but not Satoru's paranoia. ]
I wasn't- [ Remembers the gross comments he made. He is also a stupid teenager. ] I guess you are kind of a single dad since you decided to look after that kid.
[ It really doesn't matter to him. They're flopping back onto the bed like idiots and Satoru wiggles over to suffocate him in a grapple and an assault of nuzzles. Against his check, nosing against his neck, gently tousling Suguru back and forth, just playful harassment.
When he's done, he just plops onto him with all of his weight. ]
[ The assault is nice, way more than their usual grappling, and he winds his arms around Satoru to keep him close. His weight is heavy, but not suffocating. ]
Hm? [ Lifts a brow. ] You want to make out? I was being considerate of your maiden heart.
So now you want to be considerate of my maiden heart.
[ He is never going to let it go that Suguru kissed him and said absolutely nothing about it, granted he also did nothing about it. They're both the problem, but he is dribbling the ball onto Suguru's half of the court.
It takes a shimmy or two to become in a comfortable position where he can look at Suguru and press their foreheads together. He lets the pause trail for longer before he dips in for a kiss, this one longer and savoring, but ends because he still has more to say. ]
[ He tilts his head to accommodate the kiss, feeling warm and a little excited all the way down to his toes. One of his hands shifts from Satoru's middle to his nape, playing with the short strands of hair there.
Their chests are pressed together, and his heart is definitely beating harder now, despite how cool he looks when Satoru draws back. ]
Of course I want to.
[ He'll use the hand in Satoru's hair to to pull him back down, nervous but not hesitant when he kisses him, his other hand aimlessly running over his sides.
[ Never has he thought about kissing Suguru with any deeper intention than maybe a dare or a prank, but after a taste he's finding that it's nice... It ignites an unfamiliar spark. Unfortunately, he has kissed enough before to compare and this is different. It doesn't surprise him, either. There's no doubt, no wonder if this will trickle down. Suguru has always been special.
And he wants to convey that, though maybe that isn't a choice. Pressed flush against Suguru, with his touch running along his side, he tenses and relaxes with a shudder and a hitched breath. His hands would also like to be busy with one trialing down to massage Suguru's hip, rolling his thumb along. There's a nibble on his bottom lip, asking for invitation, before he tries to lick Suguru's mouth open.
to preface this would suguru still be so welcoming if satoru practically kisses him like how lavi tried to kiss him earlier because that's what's going to happen right here and he's doing it on purpose ]
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[ He has heard those words before, but mostly from random girls on the street asking him on dates or wanting to have a pretend boyfriend, then possibly making him their real boyfriend. There have been jokes across the three of them with Shoko in the middle too, but she, of course, wanted nothing to do with either of them.
Every instance has been shallow.
"Boyfriend" did not illicit any unique emotion in him. It still may not... His brain is piecing all the values into a formula—it's the context, it's the person, and their disposition. He takes note on how his heart rate rose, how the edges of his lips tug into a smile different from his usual, and how Suguru looks better than he remembers.
Satoru can tell because he is always looking at him, memorizing every outline. ]
Usually, I'd say gross, but for some reason that sounds very nice right now. [ He laughs. ] What did you do? Curse me?
[ His fingers stay laced, but brush up over Suguru's knuckles to massage them and the back of his hand. It's gentle, but then switches to playful drumming. ]
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[ He's teasing, amused, maybe happier than he's been in months. While Satoru is one of the most important people in his life, he'd never really thought of him as someone that he needed.
Because he'd never thought of happiness as something that he needed; it had never factored into the equation of his purpose as a sorcerer. As long as he did his duty, that is all that mattered. Happiness, love, and joy had no bearing on that.
It's a privileged, and stupid, way of thinking, and once it was gone, it became clear just how much he did need it all. ]
But okay, I guess that makes us boyfriends. [ Holding his hand real tight. ] And as my boyfriend, you should delete those pictures of me and Lavi.
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It's been a long time since they've truly enjoyed themselves, hasn't it? He thinks on this... And the beach in Okinawa. Like then, it was fun. Like then, he was also stressed. It didn't stop him from having fun, though.
But Suguru's smiling (good) and makes an absurd request (not as good). There's just silence, somewhat defiant, before Satoru breaks it. ]
... But you two were so cute...
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Should you think me hanging off of someone else is cute?
[ It doesn't bother him that Satoru isn't jealous, since obviously none of it was genuine, but it is fun to hassle him a little. ]
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[ Unfortunately, Satoru isn't an intensely jealous type. Doesn't stop him from axing Lavi, though. Sways their hands a bit. ]
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[ Teasing. ]
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[ Wraps his arm around Suguru's neck to pull him closer for a little cheek to cheek squish. ]
It's just nice to see you having fun.
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Okay, dad.
[ And then he tips them over, so they can flop back on the bed where he's quiet a moment giving Satoru a kiss to the cheek. It's nice. ]
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Moving on from single moms to single dads now? Is this character development?
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[ Closes Satoru's eyes so that he can sleep. ]
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Weren't you checking out that mom at Disney?
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I wasn't- [ Remembers the gross comments he made. He is also a stupid teenager. ] I guess you are kind of a single dad since you decided to look after that kid.
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Teenagers really make stupid comments. Like this. ]
I guess I am and lucky for you I have a bunch of money!
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You sound like a recently divorced dad looking to get back into the dating pool.
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Well, I'm off the dating pool now!
[ accepts he's divorced dad status]
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Uses that hand to turn Satoru's face toward him and give him a quick peck before flopping full on the bed again. ]
Yeah. Your fangirls would be devastated.
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[ It really doesn't matter to him. They're flopping back onto the bed like idiots and Satoru wiggles over to suffocate him in a grapple and an assault of nuzzles. Against his check, nosing against his neck, gently tousling Suguru back and forth, just playful harassment.
When he's done, he just plops onto him with all of his weight. ]
Are you only going to give me little pecks?
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Hm? [ Lifts a brow. ] You want to make out? I was being considerate of your maiden heart.
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[ He is never going to let it go that Suguru kissed him and said absolutely nothing about it, granted he also did nothing about it. They're both the problem, but he is dribbling the ball onto Suguru's half of the court.
It takes a shimmy or two to become in a comfortable position where he can look at Suguru and press their foreheads together. He lets the pause trail for longer before he dips in for a kiss, this one longer and savoring, but ends because he still has more to say. ]
Don't want to?
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Their chests are pressed together, and his heart is definitely beating harder now, despite how cool he looks when Satoru draws back. ]
Of course I want to.
[ He'll use the hand in Satoru's hair to to pull him back down, nervous but not hesitant when he kisses him, his other hand aimlessly running over his sides.
It's really nice. ]
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And he wants to convey that, though maybe that isn't a choice. Pressed flush against Suguru, with his touch running along his side, he tenses and relaxes with a shudder and a hitched breath. His hands would also like to be busy with one trialing down to massage Suguru's hip, rolling his thumb along. There's a nibble on his bottom lip, asking for invitation, before he tries to lick Suguru's mouth open.
to preface this would suguru still be so welcoming if satoru practically kisses him like how lavi tried to kiss him earlier because that's what's going to happen right here and he's doing it on purpose ]
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