they should play let's go island 3d

[pickoffs]

[ it's probably a miracle all of their dates aren't spent at arcades, kazuya figures. it's annoying, honestly, because kuramochi plays enough video games you'd think he'd rub off (heh) some skill, or something. he gets dragged into playing often enough, anyway.

his whining aside, he knows kuramochi likes these places, or whatever, and he's bad enough at, uh, pretty much everything, so kuramochi gets a laugh out of it. there are worse places to be.

which puts them at the usual game center, when he has a day free. ]

I'm not getting my ass kicked at Mortal Kombat today. I'll play anything else, but not that.

[ laying down ground rules... he's going to regret this. ]

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later.

[pickoffs]

[ it was - a good date, all told, they had fun playing that stupid shark game and he actually managed to get something out of the claw machine (the carp mascot keychain now hanging off of his key ring, actually, jingling against the key to the complex laundry room as he turns the key in the lock and opens his apartment door). the door swings open, and he'd call out i'm home but the only person he wants to say that to is right next to him, so he just thinks it, instead. tossing his keys into the dish on the table by the front door, he starts to step out of his sneakers, throwing a glance at kuramochi as he does it.

they'd had lunch out, which leaves them a couple of afternoon hours before he should start dinner or think about homework, or whatever. stepping out of the entryway, he turns in sock feet to square up across from his boyfriend, hands stuffed in the front pocket of his hoodie. ] Yoichi.

[ the look on his face is expectant: they hadn't really done anything in public, and frankly, he earned kisses from playing not one but three rounds of mortal kombat. ]

[basesteal]

[ kuramochi follows in right after miyuki, although unlike the other he casually goes ] I'm home. [ before he goes to take off his shoes.

just as he straightens up he meets miyuki's gaze and just as he hears his given name from the other, he pauses in place. that look is all too familiar... but now? they just came back! at least give some time to settle down or something.

it is true that miyuki did end up tagging along for more than enough rounds of video gaming. ]

...Alright, alright... [ he gives a small frown before he moves closer to give a small peck on miyuki's lips. he moves away just as quickly as he moved in for the kiss, although when he pulls away there's a faint blush appearing on his face. ] ...Can't you wait a little longer?

[pickoffs]

[ he brightens up a little when kuramochi relents, but that wimpy peck is punctuated by a split-second whine, and then a pout. he eyes the blush on kuramochi's face as he's straightening up. ] After I held off all day, huh?

[ he turns slowly on his heel, still talking. ] You get all embarrassed at the weirdest times.

[ says the reigning king of inconvenient spells of embarrassment. ]

[basesteal]

[ at least he gave you a (small) kiss! now he's going to give you a (light) kick from behind as miyuki turns away. ] I ain't the only one who gets all stupid...

[ just let him go at his pace you dumb. but it'd be a lie if he said he doesn't need to be lead into doing things just a little bit.

he moves into give a hug from behind, planting some kisses at the neck. ]

[pickoffs]

[ he reaches back to flap a hand at the kicking leg, the weakest possible attempt at staving off that kind of thing basically possible. ]

Hey, you shouldn't talk about Zono like that when he's not here to defend himself!

[ he snickers about his own bad joke as he turns his head to peek over his shoulder, grin softening into something fond. he rests one hand over the arms around his middle, squeezing briefly. ]

Now who can't wait, huh? [ he loves it when things go according to plan. shifting his weight, he moves to twist around, palm brushing kuramochi's cheek as he leans down to - mostly - close the gap. he pauses with a breath left between them, a smile still hovering on his mouth. ] Lucky for you, you're cute.

[basesteal]

I ain't talking about Zono, you idiot...

[ he gives a pout at that and goes quiet for a moment. when he hears the word "cute" he scowls even more. ] Don't say cute.

[ that just feels wrong. for him, at least. that's all he'll say though, because he'll just move in to give another kiss, this time longer than the first one. ]

[pickoffs]

[ hummed: ] Yessir~

[ not that he means a single syllable of that, but as he leans into kissing kuramochi properly, it doesn't really seem to matter, his mouth opening easily as he settles his arm across kuramochi's shoulder. his weight shifts closer until they're lined up from hip to shoulder. ]

[basesteal]

[ is kuramochi frowning into the kiss? maybe. it's not only because he knows well enough miyuki doesn't mean it with his response, but because their slight height difference becomes more apparent in things like this when they're both standing.

it's just him thinking too much about it when miyuki shifts closer, though.

he doesn't deepen the kiss, as much as he's tempted to, but instead pulls away again. ] ...You wanna settle down first?

[ so they can sit down in the couch or something. yeah. ]

"slight" height difference

[pickoffs]

[ he's taken his time to kiss frowns off of kuramochi before, and he'd do it again, but he's pulling away, so kazuya just cups his hand at the back of kuramochi's neck and leaves it there.

he smiles. ] You sure settling down's what you're looking for?

[ but the cheeky shittiness cools off a teeny bit. he knows a move to put on the brakes when he hears one... he isn't stupid. but putting on the brakes and forgetting what he's going for here are two totally different things, so when he turns, his arm is still looped across his boyfriend's shoulders, and no, he is not heading for the living room. he's heading for the bedrooms, across the hall. ]

sdfhdsg

[basesteal]

[ it's not even dinner time and you're going to the bedroom? ] Dude, we just got back, of course I wanna settle down first! [ he's going to struggle to get out of being latched on by you, although he doesn't do so until right in front of the bedroom door. ]

Isn't this kind of shit for at night? [ because doing it before dinner just feels wrong. ]

[pickoffs]

[ he shifts and leans over, puts his weight on kuramochi's back. ]

What are you, a thirty-year-old salaryman? Should I go put on my apron and ask if you want the bath, or dinner, or... [ in the most obnoxious voice he can muster: ] me?

[ he snickers. ] We're too young to act like a middle-aged married couple, Yoichi!

[basesteal]

[ yoichi's going to give a frown at that. rude, that's almost twice as old as what they're supposed to be! ]

don't say like we're old farts, idiot! [ if you're going to keep being an ass he's going to reconsider being so closet you. he gives a light shove. ]

If you're gonna be an ass I ain't gonna do it.

[pickoffs]

Well, stop acting like an old fart.

[ he straightens up with the shove, hands on his hips. ]

If that's how you want it, then fine.

[ and he moves to go flop face-first on the bed... at least he pulled the covers flat this morning, landing on balled-up blankets would look stupid. but he's totally not pouting or anything, no sir. ]

[basesteal]

[ what are you, a five-year-old trying to guilt-trip someone into doing your bidding? ]

That's what I mean by being an ass, jeez! [ but he knows well enough that this shitty glasses is just going to act even worse if he just lets him be. he grumbles under his breath before moving over to the bed as well and gets on. ]

At least try to act more sexy instead of floppin' over onto the bed like some brat.

[pickoffs]

[ all you get is a butt wiggle, kuramochi. when there's weight on the bed next to him, kazuya turns his head, propping it up on his arms, and raises his eyebrows. ]

Says the guy who just tried to tell me people only do it at night...

[ but... you asked, kuramochi. he shifts his weight to reach over his shoulder, and pulls forward on his t-shirt until he can drop it off the side of the bed. putting his weight on his hip, he leverages up, and leans over kuramochi, dipping his fingers under the hem of his shirt without preamble, leaving his palm pressed against bare skin as he considers for a moment where to, well, start, looking kuramochi up and down. ]

i'll do better in next tag ksjdhfkjshg....

[basesteal]

[ "If you keep complaining I'm gonna leave" is what he would have said, but since miyuki's already on the move he'll just keep frowning as he lays still.

he'll just enjoy the sight for the time being, thanks. ]

i believe in u...

[pickoffs]

[ all that complaining and kazuya couldn't miss him looking if he wasn't wearing his glasses. he cracks a smirk that's as pleased as it is teasing, leaning down to kiss kuramochi softly, just once. he resettles his hand to press heavy against his hip as he shifts, and then he's kissing kuramochi again, open-mouthed and deep. tell him you're not interested when he's done leaving you breathless, buddy. ]

[basesteal]

[ do you want to try that because we all know how stubborn sports kids can be

the kiss leaves him slightly flushed in the face and out of breath... but he's not going to quickly be overwhelmed by just a kiss; he smirks a little as he licks his lips when the kiss parts and rests an arm on miyui's shoulder. ]

...Try harder.

[ it's obvious he's getting into it from that kiss, but he's just being an ass. ]

[pickoffs]

[ a former member of class 3-b being an ass... imagine that. this routine is so familiar he laughs. he leaves just enough space between them his words brush kuramochi's mouth when he speaks. ]

This the part where I say your wish is my command?

[ he has never said that a day in his life with any sincerity, and swallows it back down now as he tilts their mouths together, shifting to put his weight on his hands.

he breaks off to twist his hip and shift his knee until he's settling his weight back on kuramochi's thighs, knees bent and tucked up. his hand finds the bend of kuramochi's elbow near his shoulder, and he leaves his hand there as he leans back forward to kiss him again. impatient and greedy were always his middle names. ]