I've never really worked so... [ There probably was a train of thought there, but it trails off like the water dripping from the ends of his purple hued locks. He's almost tempted to dunk his head under the heated water again, somehow that seems like it would be cooler than having parts of his skin laid bare like this.
It's not what he wants though, even if it would be easier (as if difficulty has ever mattered once he's decided on a course of action). The bright red irises with their predatory focus is just like it was after hanami, when he let himself drown in them until it was the only thought he had left. There's no fabric to separate them here, just water as clear and tempestuous as they are.
Almost reflexively, he cocks his head to the side exposing his neck more blatantly than before. There's no lack of thought put into the gesture; Natsuno knows what it means better than anyone else and the memory tickles in a way he didn't think was possible. A bubble of laughter rises from his chest, spreading to his lips and tongue—spilled words soft even as disjointed as they are. ]
Yeah. Then we're doing it. Whenever. Maybe even now.
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It's not what he wants though, even if it would be easier (as if difficulty has ever mattered once he's decided on a course of action). The bright red irises with their predatory focus is just like it was after hanami, when he let himself drown in them until it was the only thought he had left. There's no fabric to separate them here, just water as clear and tempestuous as they are.
Almost reflexively, he cocks his head to the side exposing his neck more blatantly than before. There's no lack of thought put into the gesture; Natsuno knows what it means better than anyone else and the memory tickles in a way he didn't think was possible. A bubble of laughter rises from his chest, spreading to his lips and tongue—spilled words soft even as disjointed as they are. ]
Yeah. Then we're doing it. Whenever. Maybe even now.