[he teases lightly, not able to fight off the pleased smile on his lips. a part of him wonders how they got so close so suddenly, but keigo can't say he minds. how could he? dabi is very accepting of him, and even promises to release the chains that bind him.
he's positive he can't ever give this up.]
I guess not too many things. But that means appreciating those nice things when you find them.
[despite implying a place or spot, what keigo imagines is the presence next to him. even an abandoned warehouse could make for a half-decent spot if he had dabi there to keep him company.
catching the eyes on him, keigo looks to the villain in mirth.]
About a mile or two from my penthouse. There's a decent lake in the middle of it too. No one comes there late at night though. It's peaceful.
[it'd be nice to go there, to show dabi the spot he used to hide at when needing to escape from his handlers, his life. all of it. because it got to be too much when he was a kid. now, he can stand most of it. but he also has hope too, in the form of dabi.
it's hard to fight off the bright look in his eyes or the way his wings extend and flutter more in admiration and delight at hearing the villain agreeing how he would keep the stone in his pocket. when he first started his collection, keigo tried to keep them all in his possession at all times, but, then he had too many, and felt it was safer to store them in his home.
he does try to not get too embarrassed though, over his admittance of dabi's scent on his shirt. to try and cover it, he reaches over to pluck another chip from the bag.]
Yeah. I mean, the burns and smoke is what I like to smell.
[he says softly, much too softly before shoving the chip into his mouth.]
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Date: 2021-06-20 04:04 pm (UTC)[he teases lightly, not able to fight off the pleased smile on his lips. a part of him wonders how they got so close so suddenly, but keigo can't say he minds. how could he? dabi is very accepting of him, and even promises to release the chains that bind him.
he's positive he can't ever give this up.]
I guess not too many things. But that means appreciating those nice things when you find them.
[despite implying a place or spot, what keigo imagines is the presence next to him. even an abandoned warehouse could make for a half-decent spot if he had dabi there to keep him company.
catching the eyes on him, keigo looks to the villain in mirth.]
About a mile or two from my penthouse. There's a decent lake in the middle of it too. No one comes there late at night though. It's peaceful.
[it'd be nice to go there, to show dabi the spot he used to hide at when needing to escape from his handlers, his life. all of it. because it got to be too much when he was a kid. now, he can stand most of it. but he also has hope too, in the form of dabi.
it's hard to fight off the bright look in his eyes or the way his wings extend and flutter more in admiration and delight at hearing the villain agreeing how he would keep the stone in his pocket. when he first started his collection, keigo tried to keep them all in his possession at all times, but, then he had too many, and felt it was safer to store them in his home.
he does try to not get too embarrassed though, over his admittance of dabi's scent on his shirt. to try and cover it, he reaches over to pluck another chip from the bag.]
Yeah. I mean, the burns and smoke is what I like to smell.
[he says softly, much too softly before shoving the chip into his mouth.]