Oh, I understand. [ And it's true, given the way Kizuna allows Bakugo to manipulate him into lowering himself and standing on his own, albeit as close as possible. Though upright and making to follow him, his blazer's still open, body chains tangled in a disarray over the darkening marks he'd left on his chest. With the way Kizuna carries himself, tall and airy, unafraid of being seen a little debauched, he definitely might be showing off. ] Not here means you'd rather have me all to yourself, doesn't it?
[ His adjusts his arms, slipping them free from his shoulders to wind around the impressive angle of his elbow. There, all set to walk like a proper date and not a feisty koala. ]
I don't dislike that.
[ A statement murmured low like a promise as they wind their way out from the rowdiness of the game tables and into the resort's back halls. On finding an empty one, Kizuna leans over to tap his watch to it, listening for the quiet sound of its lock. ]
no subject
[ His adjusts his arms, slipping them free from his shoulders to wind around the impressive angle of his elbow. There, all set to walk like a proper date and not a feisty koala. ]
I don't dislike that.
[ A statement murmured low like a promise as they wind their way out from the rowdiness of the game tables and into the resort's back halls. On finding an empty one, Kizuna leans over to tap his watch to it, listening for the quiet sound of its lock. ]