[Rean frowns. Even if Crow hadn't been seemingly showing the damn thing off, there's no way he could have missed it. A lovely little darkened red mark like that just popped off his skin so nicely...
Rean's definitely had that burned into his mind for the latter half of February.]
[He had a feeling it would go a little something like this. But he's glad that he's telling Rean AFTER they hooked up. Before he'd probably flee the country...]
To be fair, I chose my fate and dared you.
[A hand reaches over to pat against his back.]
Did you really think I had a one night stand in the..what, 5 hours we were apart?
[Crow's just going to get another hearty shove for his next attempt, along with an absolute scowl from Rean.]
Come on, Crow, we're in public, knock it off!
[...Rean, you're the one pushing him and drawing attention. That's if anyone's even around. Either way, he stuffs his hands in his pockets and picks up his pace, huffing as he moves forward.]
I did, I did. And most of the time, I don't regret it...
[He says, staving off further laughter. Thankfully, they're pretty much alone on this sidewalk. So he'll just follow slightly behind Rean's quickened pace.
A lazy senpai, through and through.]
Heh~
I don't, either.
[He blinks, though, looking just ahead.]
That the mailbox? That walk didn't seem as long as usual...
[That little bit of romantic whimsy earns a little laugh, and if his cheeks weren't still tinted pink from before...
He does stop his ticket quest at the mention of how long the double saber is, though, pausing to stare over at Crow.]
Holy... you serious? ...You still haven't shown me that thing, by the way.
[Okay, ticket in the machine! Some whirring, aaaaand... thunk.
When Rean opens the mailbox door, there's the handle of a sword facing out towards him. Carefully, he removes the blade and its sheath from the mailbox (how did it even fit all of this?), holding it gingerly to examine it. He doesn't remove it from the sheath all the way, just enough to examine a bit of the blade, but there are clearly stars in his eyes even from this much.]
Maybe we'll stop back at the house before I walk you back home. It's...it's pretty big.
[It may or may not be in his mini-garage area for lack of an easier way to bring it inside.
But that's for later. Crow lets Rean put in his ticket, hearing the thunk and moving closer to peek over his shoulder.
When comparing it between Rean's old one and this one, it was like night and day. The blade was gorgeous, made of steel that would make the other look like a cheap replica. It had a surprisingly detailed hilt, with purple weaving and red tassles..
Beautiful was a good word for it.]
Whoa...
[No shame at all for those stars, Rean.]
Now that's a blade. [Even Crow sounds boyishly impressed.]
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[He clears his throat, shoving his hands in his pockets.]
How do I say this...
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[Rean frowns. Even if Crow hadn't been seemingly showing the damn thing off, there's no way he could have missed it. A lovely little darkened red mark like that just popped off his skin so nicely...
Rean's definitely had that burned into his mind for the latter half of February.]
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[Here it goes.]
...
[Crow points a single finger in Rean's direction.]
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What.
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You didn't magically teleport to my couch, you know. There was a chunk of time your memory's failing to grab onto, so I'll fill you in.
If you really wanna to know who gave me that hickey, I'm pointing right at him.
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Oh my god. I can't believe I was that thirsty...
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To be fair, I chose my fate and dared you.
[A hand reaches over to pat against his back.]
Did you really think I had a one night stand in the..what, 5 hours we were apart?
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Yeah, I kind of remember now. Ugh...
[He peers out of the side of his hands at Crow, witheringly.]
And to be honest, I wouldn't put it past you.
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Okay, not TOTALLY out of the ballpark, seeing as we just horizontal tango'd mid-afternoon.
BUT STILL.
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D-do you have to put it like that?!
[He drops his hands now.]
Besides... it's more that I think you could, if you wanted to, if anything.
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Gettin' jiggy?
[Don't make Rean break up with you ALREADY!!!
But now it's Crow's turn to get flustered. God dammit, he'd take it as a compliment if it didn't come from the man he was head over heels for.]
Yeah well...That window's closed, ain't it?
[HAHA! BACK TO REAN.]
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That's even worse!
[Rean reaches out to shove Crow for that one. Children, please...
Once he's regained half an ounce of composure...]
...w-well, yeah. I'd hope so.
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D club sess--Haha!!
[Crow's face lights up at that push, the playful banter being exactly the kind of thing that he'd always wanted with this sort of thing.]
Yep! It's what you signed up for!
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Come on, Crow, we're in public, knock it off!
[...Rean, you're the one pushing him and drawing attention. That's if anyone's even around. Either way, he stuffs his hands in his pockets and picks up his pace, huffing as he moves forward.]
I did, I did. And most of the time, I don't regret it...
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[He says, staving off further laughter. Thankfully, they're pretty much alone on this sidewalk. So he'll just follow slightly behind Rean's quickened pace.
A lazy senpai, through and through.]
Heh~
I don't, either.
[He blinks, though, looking just ahead.]
That the mailbox? That walk didn't seem as long as usual...
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...Good.
[But OH HEY. Their destination!]
Huh? Oh, yeah, there it is! Guess we got distracted, huh?
[Either way, he's gonna jog ahead to the mailbox, hurriedly pulling out the ticket to insert it.]
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Lost in each other's company...
[He'll wait behind him as always, watching him put that ticket in.]
Yours'll be way easier to get home than mine was. Mine had to be six...seven feet long...
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He does stop his ticket quest at the mention of how long the double saber is, though, pausing to stare over at Crow.]
Holy... you serious? ...You still haven't shown me that thing, by the way.
[Okay, ticket in the machine! Some whirring, aaaaand... thunk.
When Rean opens the mailbox door, there's the handle of a sword facing out towards him. Carefully, he removes the blade and its sheath from the mailbox (how did it even fit all of this?), holding it gingerly to examine it. He doesn't remove it from the sheath all the way, just enough to examine a bit of the blade, but there are clearly stars in his eyes even from this much.]
...Woah. This thing is beautiful...
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[It may or may not be in his mini-garage area for lack of an easier way to bring it inside.
But that's for later. Crow lets Rean put in his ticket, hearing the thunk and moving closer to peek over his shoulder.
When comparing it between Rean's old one and this one, it was like night and day. The blade was gorgeous, made of steel that would make the other look like a cheap replica. It had a surprisingly detailed hilt, with purple weaving and red tassles..
Beautiful was a good word for it.]
Whoa...
[No shame at all for those stars, Rean.]
Now that's a blade. [Even Crow sounds boyishly impressed.]
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