“Yeah, almost as if I know how to package things up. I can do more than just cook and skate, you know.” He probably could have put the gifts in a bag, but he knew Kaoru enjoyed his careful, methodical unwrapping process. Sure enough, the paper was meticulously pried apart before the contents were revealed. The robe elicits the expected response. He’d gone and felt several different ones before deciding this particular one was the softest.
The watch… It went beyond sleek or modern to be simply, utterly featureless. He knew how much Kaoru would hate it, as deeply as he would love the robe. It was all a matter of balance. Give him something he can’t resist, and then toss in something he could only hate with every fiber of his being. “My board is perfect as is. You’ve got to admit, the watch has the whole minimalist thing going for it.”
He accepts the box that Kaoru offers in return. It’s got a bit of weight to it, which piques his interest. The lures are elegant looking things, though he doesn’t know why they need any AI enhancements, lures have worked just fine throughout history without microchips. Still, he’s eager to see what they can do, and Kaoru won’t complain about being dragged along on his next excursion if it means observing them. The second item gives him pause. It doesn’t look like it’s meant for fishing... He arches a brow. “Am I going to regret asking what this is?”
“You do?” Kaoru questioned teasingly, feigning surprise.
His eyes held a sparkle spurred both by amusement and how secretly thrilled he was with his presents. Kaoru did very much love both of them, but he couldn’t very well let Kojirou know, could he? The calligrapher had a box of all the precious mementos they’d gathered since they were children. It had a myriad of items; from a small rock from the playground Ko had given him when they were children, to a polaroid of them in front of Sia the day Kojirou opened his restaurant.
To Kaoru, twas not quite balance as it was symmetry. “This watch is as minimalist as the contents of your head, Dumb Gorilla.” Perhaps the AI lures had been an excuse for Kaoru to follow Kojirou out on one of his fishing trips. Perhaps.
“This? This is for you to use whenever you miss me but I’m not around, which I know is often.” The angelic grin Kaoru sported was a far cry from the deviousness of the masturbating tool he’d given Kojirou. The Tenga in question was the company’s latest model, promising extremely lifelike warmth and feeling.
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