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[handle_gently]

There's a silvery little houseplant on the narrow windowsill, a maple bonsai and a vase of snowdrops and purple statice on the dresser, a teddy bear wearing a black kimono on the quilt, and an empty food dish next to the bathroom door.

"Come in," Hanatarou says, with pleasant formality.

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[leavemea_lone]

"m-" Hey, one minute there had been kissing and now there wasn't. :< This must be rectified now! (haha, rectified.)

Geez, it sure is cute in here. "Huh. Looks so...clean." Isamu felt like he should take off his shoes, which was hard to do standing up, but he managed. "Did somebody drug you or something?"

[handle_gently]

Don't be crass, Isamu. B<

"...No? I always keep my room clean. I don't think there's a drug that does that, anyway. Well, there are some stimulants that cause certain people to feel restless enough that they do things like clean up, but it would be ridiculous to administer it hoping that would happen."

[leavemea_lone]

"..." What does a guy say to something like that =A= "Uh, yeah, you're right."

...Awkward pausing!

[handle_gently]

"What a strange thing to ask," Hanatarou murmurs as he takes Isamu's hand and pulls in a vaguely down/backward direction.

[leavemea_lone]

Aaah~ That's better. Familiar territory. Hanatarou really was going for it!! He'd thought maybe it was just his imagination, or some kind of spur-of-the-moment lovey-dovey thing, but-- "Mmh..." Oh, Isamu's kissing him now, that's sort of important.

[handle_gently]

His gradual descent onto the futon-- which is intended to be a mutual descent, but he's not gonna do a leg sweep or anything to ensure it-- is peaceful enough that there is no 'fwump' sound effect involved at all!

"What is this you put in your hair, anyway?" he asks, having entwined a number of his fingers in it. (Isamu's hair.)

[leavemea_lone]

"Why, is there something wrong with it?!" Isamu's head popped up from Hanatarou's shoulder-ish-area with a panicked look on his face.

ps- the lack of fwump sound went entirely unnoticed! The Horror!

[handle_gently]

"Hm? No, it's just... I mean, it doesn't feel gross or anything, but I can tell there's, like... hair-styling stuff or whatever in it."

Hanatarou's hair, which is spread out underneath his head like a very small fan, does not have anything in it! Except maybe some shampoo residue...? But he always rinses very thoroughly.

[leavemea_lone]

"It's just gel..." How completely normal!! Not space-gel? "Uhm, I think it's supposed to smell manly or something but it goes away after half an hour." ._.() Hanatarou is weird

[handle_gently]

"But why do you use it in the first place? Just so it'll smell manly for half an hour?" Clearly the 'wash your hair, then go to bed, and occasionally use a comb' school of thought is much more normal!!

[leavemea_lone]

CRAZY TALK!

"It's so it stays where I want it!" He's not going to let Hanatarou see him with fresh-from-the-dryer hair, nu-uhn. "Can we talk about this later?!"

[handle_gently]

But he's seen Hanatarou with bed hair... ;w;

"I was just curious," he says, letting his hand drift to the back of Isamu's neck instead. "Don't get mad." But it doesn't seem like he's that worried about Isamu being mad, since he goes back to that whole 'making out' thing a moment later.

Actually, maybe he's just finally figured out that making out is the best way to keep Isamu from getting mad...! (o-or at least the best way to shut him up once he already is.)

[leavemea_lone]

Ha ha someone's catching on |D

Isamu got into it pretty quickly, deciding that Hanatarou's hips would make a good thing to loosely straddle. "Uhn..." Isamu's eyes were closed, and pretty soon he didn't think of anything but the feel of Hanatarou's lips. Oh, and the parts of him that Isamu was grinding. Those too.

[handle_gently]

It's easy enough to sneak his fingers underneath the hem of Isamu's shirt and work it up to around his chest. ... Even though that doesn't really count as 'sneaking.'

Initiative-taking aside, though, there's really nothing aggressive in any of Hanatarou's actions or responses-- which isn't to say that he's not, y'know, into it and all. He's just really... you know, relaxed! The contented tone when he moans into Isamu's lips reinforces the impression; he's doing this because it feels good, not because he there's a desperate fire raging in his loins or whatever.

(fyi, Hanatarou recommends visiting a clinic if there is a desperate fire raging in your loins.)

[leavemea_lone]

Totally! Sometimes you wanna bang this short guy you know against a wall until he spurts liquid all over you (in a good way!!), and sometimes you just wanna rub yourself against him from side to side every couple seconds while making funny noises. You know, whtvr.

Isamu sat up a little bit and took his shirt off the rest of the way. His hat ended up coming off too- and is stuck in the folds of the inside-out shirt! Help! Help!

"You're wearing too many clothes now."

[handle_gently]

Hey-- hey!! Which short guy has Isamu been banging against walls?! B/

"Well, you're sitting on me," Hanatarou answers. This either means 'get off me!! pervert!!' or 'help a brother out'; you get two guesses.