( he does. he even kind of moves like a cat, unbothered and undaunted by whatever lies in front of him, even when it's an anti-tank gun. it's not an inaccurate nickname at all, it's just completely mortifying he actually managed to say it out loud.
chishiya does not act mortified. arisu is drawn by the shock of the statement to finally look at him, his surprise as apparent as his almost begrudging flattery at the comment. he probably didn't mean it. it's still — well, it's cute, that chishiya would say as much. he can almost imagine him as a real husband, cute and prickly and kittenish in someone's direction. )
"Cute"? ( incredulity cracks his face into a snorting laugh, head shaking. ) I feel like I accidentally made a monster. Or enabled one. ( taller than him, it's easy to drape his arm over chishiya's shoulders, not dropping their handhold to do so. effectively coddling chishiya into him. the main square with all its shops comes into focus, and arisu pulls him along, towards a cafe. ) Come on, let's get coffee.
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chishiya does not act mortified. arisu is drawn by the shock of the statement to finally look at him, his surprise as apparent as his almost begrudging flattery at the comment. he probably didn't mean it. it's still — well, it's cute, that chishiya would say as much. he can almost imagine him as a real husband, cute and prickly and kittenish in someone's direction. )
"Cute"? ( incredulity cracks his face into a snorting laugh, head shaking. ) I feel like I accidentally made a monster. Or enabled one. ( taller than him, it's easy to drape his arm over chishiya's shoulders, not dropping their handhold to do so. effectively coddling chishiya into him. the main square with all its shops comes into focus, and arisu pulls him along, towards a cafe. ) Come on, let's get coffee.