Why else would we get married? And the answer can't be because a spaceship made us.
( he thinks this is maybe the most aggressive handhold he's ever been apart of, not that he has much experience in the art. inexplicably, it makes him want to laugh — chishiya goes at affection like he's going to be graded on it later. his thumb draws tenderly over the height of his knuckles, arisu taking a step in until they're aligned back together. maybe a little closer than before. )
Yes, much, ( at least they look like friends, now. rome wasn't built in a day. arisu bumps him with his hip. ) koneko.
( — except he can't actually believe he said that a second later, automatically bringing up their handhold to try and cover his face. let him die. )
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( he thinks this is maybe the most aggressive handhold he's ever been apart of, not that he has much experience in the art. inexplicably, it makes him want to laugh — chishiya goes at affection like he's going to be graded on it later. his thumb draws tenderly over the height of his knuckles, arisu taking a step in until they're aligned back together. maybe a little closer than before. )
Yes, much, ( at least they look like friends, now. rome wasn't built in a day. arisu bumps him with his hip. ) koneko.
( — except he can't actually believe he said that a second later, automatically bringing up their handhold to try and cover his face. let him die. )