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[The statement shocks him, eyes widening and those pupils contracting. It makes him look softer, more innocent than the hardened, angular boy he'd only been just a moment ago.]
I...
Yes. I'm their boyfriend.
[Something he says without hesitation, his voice low and smooth like dark chocolate, eyes closing in pure bliss at just even being able to admit he can be that close to them.]
[No, seriously, the Aura of Homo is so impressive here, even the Iron Bull can sense it. And not just because he's the Iron Bull. A rock could sense this. He leans back for a second, just. Looking at the kid.]
[Tsurugi gives no indication of being intimidated by the man, amber eyes both fierce and gentle. Although they widen at the comment, cheeks flushing bright pink against his pale skin.]
[He had to admit, he expected a little more teasing, or a little more dwelling on that subject. The hairs on his neck settle back down, and his eyes return to that warm amber.]
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[He might actually wink a minute, here. It's okay, kid, he's giving you a hard time on purpose.]
So who're you?
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[His eyes never leave Bull, both serious and sincere. Sorry Bull, he's not a comedic type.]
Tsurugi Kyousuke. I'm a...friend of Shindou-san and Ibuki.
And the ace striker of the Raimon Eleven soccer team.
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[SHRUG. You're like a less asshole Cullen, aren't you child.]
[And then? And then he just grins.]
Ohhhhh... oh, I see.
You're the other boyfriend.
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I...
Yes. I'm their boyfriend.
[Something he says without hesitation, his voice low and smooth like dark chocolate, eyes closing in pure bliss at just even being able to admit he can be that close to them.]
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[No, seriously, the Aura of Homo is so impressive here, even the Iron Bull can sense it. And not just because he's the Iron Bull. A rock could sense this. He leans back for a second, just. Looking at the kid.]
You've got it bad, don't you?
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They're just my feelings.
There's...nothing out of the ordinary about it!
[Ah, there's the 12-13 year old behavior.]
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No, no there's not.
Good for you -- don't ever let anybody tell you there is.
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[He had to admit, he expected a little more teasing, or a little more dwelling on that subject. The hairs on his neck settle back down, and his eyes return to that warm amber.]
So you've spoken to them about soccer.
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[Literally. He means that literally.]
1/2
2/2
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That and rugby.
[Bull how the fuck do you know those two sports but not soccer.]
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[He's calling you out on your bullshit, Bull.]
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Hah!
[He's going to laugh like this is some great joke, nudging the poor boy with an elbow.]
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Have you ever tried goalkeeping? Like Ibuki?
[That...might be phrased in the form of a slight challenge.]