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Noticing how the other tensed, Aidan couldn’t help but narrow his eyes. Did Caius think he was an idiot? He wasn’t blind; he’d noticed the ring a long time ago, and he’d been in the other’s place enough to have noticed the pictures by now – even if he usually found himself distracted a majority of the time he spent there. He just hadn’t brought any of it up, as curious as it had made him at times. He didn’t comment though, waiting for the other to work things out in his own head, and almost taking a sense of amusement from having caught Caius so off guard with his question.

However that didn’t last long, his amusement being swept away the instant the other gave his answer.

The possibility hadn’t even crossed his mind, though, as he thought about it, he almost had to wonder why. All things considered when it came to Caius’ behavior, it made sense. He’d never acted weird when Aidan had wanted to come over, or mentioned anything about his fiance… Aidan had simply assumed…

Fuck.

“Sorry…” He grumbled, eyes shifting away. What the hell was someone supposed to say aside from that? He didn’t have the slightest idea and as he ran a hand though dark locks he couldn’t help but regret asking.

It made sense, all things considered, that Aidan would think that - he couldn’t exactly feel offended, although he was tempted to. He knew he had never talked about that to Aidan - wasn’t planning on it, either. What else was there to say? It was still too painful.  He released a sigh, somewhat quiet, and turned around to face the other as he heard that apology. For a moment, he avoided eye contact. Aidan had kept seeing him even though he thought he had been cheating all along... but he  somehow didn’t mind it. He didn’t care in the slightest about that.  “It’s fine.” There was nothing to apologize for. 

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Aidan didn’t really think much on it before his hand was moving towards the other male, fingers ghosting over the red marks his nails had left in the skin of the other’s back as he vaguely noted the specks of crimson that a ran through a couple of them. Those scratches weren’t the worst he’d ever left on Caius, but they were enough for him to once again find a certain question springing to the forefront of his mind.

“I’ve been wondering for a while now,” he began, pulling his hand away and folding his arms behind his head as he laid back down in the other’s bed,  “How the hell’ve you been keeping our little ‘arrangement’ from your fiance? Doesn’t seem like it’d be hard for her to guess what’s up all things considered…”

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As he felt the other’s fingertips run along the marks on his back, he  kept himself from shuddering - it was still a bit painful, but nothing he couldn’t handle ; Aidan had left much worst on his body in the past.  He said nothing, allowed the other to ghost over them gently for now.  When he spoke, however, he couldn’t help but feel confused - and  immediately he tensed. His fiancée? Why would Aidan ask about his fiancée? “Eliza..? How...”

Thinking about it, he still wore the rings. Her pictures were still hanging in the living room, weren’t they? Biting his lower lip, he furrowed his  brows and held in his breath for a short moment. It was still painful to talk about her - to think about her... “Eliza died in an accident two years ago.”

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Daisuke let himself be lead towards the couch, and he all but collapsed into the plush seat. He didn’t reply immediately to Momo’s question, instead letting out a deep sigh as a hand moved to run through strawberry blond locks. “It’s… it’s really stupid – or no. It’s not. I guess I am because I actually let this happen… or… ugh! Why is this so complicated?” he paused, long enough to take off his glass and rub at his eyes, the last several days of pent up frustration surging forth now that he was actually allowing himself to talk about it – even if it wasn’t going as smoothly as he hoped. Maybe it would be better if he just came out and said it…“I think I’m… I have feelings for… K-Kyo…”

Momo only quietly watched as Daisuke crashed next to her, concern only growing with how much she could tell this was upsetting him, and curiosity soon burning. She waited, however, not wanting to rush him through his explanation.  When he did finish, though, she remained frozen in shock for a second or two. Oh, was this real? Although she had always thought this would be cute, she couldn’t find it in her to think so at the moment. ‘Oh, Daisuke...’  Gently, she took his glasses from his hands and put it on the table next to her, before pulling the boy into her arms securely. ‘You’re not stupid... It’s not your fault. It’s not something you could have controlled...’

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When the council meeting was over Dai had told Kyo to go on ahead, though he had neglected to tell the other strain exactly why. All he had said was that he wanted to discuss something with Momo before heading home, though he was careful to get well away from the ferret before he could ask too many questions about what he wanted to talk to her about.

So, he waited until Momo was alone before approaching; anxiousness clear in the way he kept shifting his weight, fidgeting, and avoiding her gaze. “Hey, Momo… Can we talk for a bit? I think… I need your advice on something…”

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Although he had shown some concern, Kyo did not fuss too much on the topic and simply left as Daisuke asked him to. He could tell there was something on his best friend’s mind these past few days, and if it was something he was willing to talk about with only Momoe, he respected that. At least he would talk to someone.  Momo was still in the council meeting room when Daisuke approached, and greeted him with a warm smile. Her brows soon furrowed in concern, however, and she moved from her spot to approach him as well.  “Of course. Come here.” Taking his hand, she pulled him gently on a couch and sat down next to him. “What’s going on, Dai?”

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Alec’s mind was whirling far faster than he could recall it doing in quite some time as he tried to wrap his mind around how things had escalated as quickly as it had.

A kiss.

That was all that had been requested of him, and yet now here he was, lying naked on the other man’s bed.

Swallowing dryly, he pulled his arm from over his eyes as he felt the blond press close to his frame, and, once again with timidity in his movements, he wrapped his arm around the other’s shoulders. Blinking a couple times, he shifted his gaze back to the blond, and he couldn’t quite help the soft smile that tugged at his own lips in response.

“It is,” He agreed, his free arm coming up to fold behind his head, as his features warmed ever so slightly. “No I… I don’t… Do you?”

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   ‘ I wouldn’t have said it was nice if I was regretting it, silly. ‘    His smile grew softer, and he gently nuzzled Alec’s neck before sighing in    content. This had escalated, yes, but he was satisfied with the result - he    had gotten more than he had planned, and Alec was still there.     Pursing his lips together, he held in his breath, wondering whether or not    putting his thoughts into words would be worth it. What did he have to    lose? At this rate, Alec would leave in the morning, and he had only     delayed the disappointment.     ‘ This probably... isn’t the right time to say this, but the truth    is... I really don’t want you to go. I don’t care if the painting’s    done, I just... I got attached to you. Maybe I shouldn’t have.     I probably shouldn’t have. But... I did. And now I don’t want    you to leave. I’m sorry... ‘

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“Fair enough…” Alec responded a faint smile coming to his lips as one hand rubbed lightly at the back of his neck. Still though, as per usual Alec felt the need to make sure. Despite how many times he had come here, he still felt fairly out of place, making him mildly cautious of that invitation. Atsushi didn’t seem the type to ask such things just for the sake of being polite, but still. The last thing he wanted was to overstay his welcome.

He felt his features warm ever so slightly as his hand was taken, and he allowed himself to be lead from the bathroom. Despite the faint flush present on his features, a faint smile had also formed on his lips. “I-I guess not… I just need to remember them when I leave… We’re doing another painting in class so I can’t afford to forget them.”

he guided Alec into his kitchen, where he finally let go of his hand to grab two wine glasses and a bottle of his favorite wine. he took a seat on a stool next to the counters, and gestured for Alec to do the same with the seat next to his.  when he did, he busied himself with pouring the liquid into both glasses. “ I want to get to know you more. I always talk    about myself, but you never do... 

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Though Alec knew relief probably should have been the most prominent feeling at that respnse, that wasn't the case. Instead he felt embarrassment rear its head as the other returned, handing the sketchbook to him, and the feeling only grew at those words. "Th-thanks?" He said, hand lifting to rub at the back of his neck, features warming further as he averted his gaze. Just great... his biggest fear realized. "I... S-sorry..."

although that embarrassment was somewhat endearing, Atsushifelt a little bad for having looked through those drawings without permission. his smile becoming gentler, he shook his head. ‘ you don’t need to apologize. it’s... nice, actually.  it makes me feel like a muse. you make me feel  beautiful. ‘he paused. ‘ I don’t mind it at all. I’m sorry I went through your drawings without asking you first... ‘

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Arriving at Atsushi's, Alec is just going to try as hard as he can to appear as relaxed and casual as possible. However, the faint flush and fidgeting are probably more than enough to give him away. "Uh... B-by the way, did I... Did I leave my sketchbook here last week...?" This is the last place left t look, but still he's really hoping that answer's no.

he was already fidgeting. Atsushi couldn’t help but feel amused as he noted the faint flush on the artist’s cheeks. when his voice sounded, he paused, beforesmiling softly and giving a nod, accompanied with a affirmative hum.‘ I’ll go get it for you. ‘ he left the room for only a minute, grabbing said notebook from the bedside table in his bedroom, before coming back and handing itto its owner. ‘ I especially liked the one where I’m drinking tea...  I like the colors. ‘ 

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That invitation, admittedly, caught Alec somewhat off guard, surprise momentarily crossing his features. One hand lifted to rub at the back of his neck, dark brown eyes once again returning to the other's form. Though Alec wasn't much for any form of alcohol, he had to admit, staying and spending more time with the blond was an extremely tempting thought. "I... Sure. If you're sure I wouldn't be imposing then... I'd love to..."

for a moment, Atsushi was almost convinced Alec would declinethe offer, soon wondering whether or not it was a good idea to ask him. when he answered, however, his smile returnedto his lips. ‘how could you be imposing when I’mthe one suggesting it?’ he chuckled, before walking in only to take one of Alec’s handin his own and tugging him out of the bathroom. ‘come on, let’s not stay here forever. yourbrushes don’t need your supervision to dry, do they?’

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“Thank you,” Alec said, averting his gaze and feeling his features warm, ever so slightly at the praise, as he finally turned off the faucet. He glanced at the other from the corner of one eye when, a slight smile curving his lips.

“You have strange taste in company then…” He mused, unable to help the faint trace of amusement that laced his voice. He knew he wasn’t the best when it came to such things. He was quiet and awkward, making him a less than ideal conversationalist. Yet still, that comment did make him feel a little happy, for one reason or another.

‘I know.’ of course, Alec was everything but the type of person Atsushi usually hung out with. he was quiet, awkward, artistic and somehow mysterious - but it was all so very endearing to the blond. it made him more attractive, in a  way. he was so different.  and somehow tonight, he wanted to talk more.  ‘do you... want to stay a bit? I have wine...’

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Setting the last of his brushes aside to dry, the artist set to washing his hands, trying to get as much of the drying acrylic pain off of his hands. Despite his efforts, some of it still remained, blotches of bright color against otherwise pale skin. "I guess," He mumbled, before turning his attention to the blond. "I've gotta admit I think it might actually be my best work yet... Are you happy that it'll be done soon,,,?"

his expression softened as the other’s attention was broughtback on him. although he had seen him completely nude acouple of times now, wearing nothing but his underwear and a long unbuttoned button-up shirt was making him feel quitebare.‘it is very beautiful. I love it.’he bit at his lower lip, brows furrowing for a second only as he tugged at his shirt. ‘not especially. I enjoy your company.’

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Standing in front of the sink, Alec was admittedly a bit lost in his own thoughts as he cleaned his brushes. "Don't think it'll take much longer, now..." he mused, his voice barely any louder than the running water. At this rate it didn't seem like it would take much longer for the painting to be completed, and he would have been lying if he said he wasn't having some mixed feelings about that.

standing by the door frame, he watched the artist clean hisbrushes, watching the wet paint twirl in his white sink. when those words sounded, he merely hummed.

it was almost bittersweet to see the painting nearly completed,knowing Alec would soon leave once it was. Atsushi’s gaze shifted to the brunet standing there, and for a moment more he remained silent.

               ’ you must be happy. you worked hard on it,                 did you not? ’

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nitori in pyjamas, having a cup of tea (before he crawls back into rin’s bed) for @fujoshichan69, who won my monthly sketch raffle!

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If Kazuki thought he couldn’t get any more on edge, he was proven wrong almost the instant the restaurant’s entrance came into view. There standing beside the entrance was an all too familiar form that instantly had Kazuki even more on edge than he would have thought possible. "Oh no, what’s he doing here!?“ He mumbled, keeping his voice low so only his boyfriend would hear as he glanced at him from the corner of his eye. "I’m so sorry, I-I didn’t know he’d-”

“Little brother, you’re right on time.” Byakuya commented, turning crimson eyes on the pair, though Kazuki noticed how they seemed to zero in on Oliver, narrowing ever so slightly. “You must be Oliver. It’s nice to meet you.”

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Oliver, too, had been feeling quite anxious about this meeting - although he had tried his best to hide it, knowing it would put Kazuki even more on edge if he knew. However, Kazuki’s reaction as they approached the restaurant came to a surprise for him.  His gaze followed Kazuki’s own until it met someone else’s, and immediately he knew who that person was. Or, at least, he couldn’t think of anyone  else who would have that kind of effect on his beloved. ‘It’s okay, my angel. It’s going to be fine.’ With a gentle smile, he gave his boyfriend’s older brother a polite nod.  ‘It’s nice to meet you as well. Byakuya, right?’