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[Riku lets out a low rumble of a laugh, then shifts, rolling so he can prop himself up on his elbows, lying half on Kaneda and half on the bed. This way he can see his face, but it also means that he has to push one side of his hair behind his ear, so it's not in either of their faces. Not that he thinks he'll mind, though, either -- Kaneda seems to like it enough, despite how much shit he gives him for it.]
An enabler, huh? I guess I can't argue.
[He puts one hand forward, finding that phone and shoving it under his pillow both so it's not in the way and so it won't get lost.]
[Kaneda's smile is a dead giveaway of his mood, spread across his face as he relaxes into that hold. He didn't mind Riku's long mane--he always said it seemed to fit him best (no matter how much he jokes about it being so unruly). Hell, he can't even imagine the man without it.
He can only think of Kagami. And that's not a thought he's too keen on associating with his boyfriend, thanks.]
Me?
[He laughs, hair falling into his face with a quick turn of his head.]
[That's quite all right with him, if he doesn't keep them associated in his brain. There are a whole slew of reasons one wouldn't want to, after all. Riku wouldn't either, if he could help it. But honestly, that's enough about that, and instead he reaches up to pull Kaneda's cheek, smirking.]
No, never.
[From this angle he can stretch up and press his mouth to the line of his jaw, and he does, the curve never leaving his lips. His hand at his cheek relaxes again, fingers spreading so he can lay his hand flat, keeping him held turned toward him.]
Not even how you ran out of strawberries at midnight or something and I had to come to your rescue, the other day. Never ever does that happen.
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An enabler, huh? I guess I can't argue.
[He puts one hand forward, finding that phone and shoving it under his pillow both so it's not in the way and so it won't get lost.]
It's not like you're gonna complain, either.
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He can only think of Kagami. And that's not a thought he's too keen on associating with his boyfriend, thanks.]
Me?
[He laughs, hair falling into his face with a quick turn of his head.]
I never complain about anything~
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No, never.
[From this angle he can stretch up and press his mouth to the line of his jaw, and he does, the curve never leaving his lips. His hand at his cheek relaxes again, fingers spreading so he can lay his hand flat, keeping him held turned toward him.]
Not even how you ran out of strawberries at midnight or something and I had to come to your rescue, the other day. Never ever does that happen.