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۵ ".... Daisuke it's a bit to big for you"
He was pretty sure that he would be alone for at least a couple of hours. Daisuke couldn’t help himself–the dress looked so great on Ken, and he just had to know.
“…but does it look good or not? Can I or can’t I pull it off?
“–better yet, you could pull it off. Of me.”
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It takes everything--everything--for Daisuke to not look as concerned as he really is. Ken appears worse than ever; his skin is clammy and cold to the touch, the health seemingly sucked right out of him. Daisuke felt his forehead for a temperature, and moved to examine his neck again when prompted. Daisuke can’t hide the way his eyes widen, or stifle the gasp before it slips out. Ken is bleeding, and that spot on his neck-- “...Let’s have you sit down for now, okay? I’ll get some ice.” All of his efforts go into keeping himself from going into a full-blown panic. If Ken were to see just how frightened Daisuke really is, that would be a disaster. He keeps himself calm completely in spite of the fact that he is terrified and clueless on what to do. Daisuke moves from Ken’s side long enough to prepare an ice pack, as well as a few towels. He even locks the doors before returning to Ken, just as a precaution.
“Here. It’s, uh...well, you are bleeding, yeah...It’s gonna be okay, though. Try and relax, huh? I’m right here.” Daisuke is almost convincing himself as much as he’s convincing Ken at this point. There’s nothing he can do to hide the trembling in his hands, but he rubs Ken’s back as he hands him the ice.
"Daisuke? My neck is really hurting, I'm sorry to bother you but can you take a look?" he's to afraid to check himself and just wants some piece of mind.
Something about this island is behind Ken’s spore being aggravated--Daisuke swears that’s the reason. It’s only making Ken upset, which in turn, must be making it easier for the spore to be doing its handiwork. Daisuke can’t let Ken believe for even a second that he’s dealing with this all on his own, either. “Sure thing...and you aren’t bothering me. Not one bit.” Daisuke slides himself over to Ken, peering at the designated sore spot on the back of his neck. He lets out a bit of a huff in frustration--of course he can’t see anything; it’s always been nearly invisible to him unless Ken is actively behaving like his douche-canoe alter-self. Daisuke looks at Ken, brushing a lock of hair away from his face and tucking it behind his ear. His expression softens to one that is reassuring, even if Daisuke has literally no solid evidence to back up his claim that everything is okay.
“It looks fine to me. Too bad it’s hurting...want some ice, or a massage, maybe?”
[ text ]:And then you two got up and shouted in near perfect unison "I'M ALWAYS A SLUT FOR BASKIN ROBBINS" The bar just looked at us horrified
[txt] REALLY???? 😲😲😲😲
[txt] hikari-chan too??
[txt] im so embrassed omg 😳😳
[txt] but i REALLY AM ALWAYS A SLUT FOR BASKIN ROBBINS THO
[txt] i want some ice cream now~ 🍨🍨🍨
@darkenedcrest
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[txt] OH MY GOD
[txt] KEN-KUN USED EMOJIS~ 😳😳
[txt] SO CUUUUUTE~ 💜💜💜💜💜
[txt] don’t worry, i won’t tell the others hehe
[text:] Sorry to bother you Miyako. I'm having trouble sleeping and wanted to talk to someone...
[txt] KEN-KUN 🙌🙌🙌
[txt] don’t worry, you are never a bother 🌟
[txt] did something happen? 😮😮
➺
HIS TIME HAS COME
With exemplary cat-like reflexes, Daisuke snatches the loaf of bread out of the air mid-throw and tosses it back like a live grenade, aiming for Ken’s head-- but the loaf has taken its shared abuse, and falls apart, scattering and flopping about on the ground in different directions. Chibi wastes no time devouring pieces of bread off the floor.
“Alright, looks like I win by default.”
HELLO
Send me a HELLO and i’ll answer…
If we kissed:
[x] This wouldn’t happen.
[] Oh disgusting.
[] Again, again.
[x] Kiss you back.
[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.
[] Slap/Push you away.
[x] Be confused
If you asked me out I’d say:
[] Um no.
[x] I’m taken- (and you are too?)
[x] Sure.
[] HOLY YES.
Can we cuddle?:
[] No.
[] Ew.
[x] Sure.
[] YES.
Sex?:
[x] Sure.
[] No. You can’t handle my d.
[] FUCK YES.
[] No.
Should you reblog this?:
[] Yes. I want to send you one.
[x] Sure.
[] No.
