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That's...good to hear, I guess.

[He can't even be as grumpy when Jirou's like that.]

The thing is that I'm not even sure what will I do after if I drink too much.

[Usually he'd probably be angry, but now he can't tell.]

Well if you got drunk I'd tuck you into bed then cuddle you. No bad things unless you're sober enough to remember them. Promise.

[Nose kiss!]

That's not it.

[He's not even surprised that Jiroutachi didn't understand.]

It's not about what you would do. I know you wouldn't do a thing. It's about...what I would do.

[Shortly after, Gilbert bites his lip and looks away. Being honest under such circumstances is so embarrassing to him...]

What you would do?

[See? Giving him a chance to explain!]

...

[What if he didn't want a chance to explain. Because it's exactly the case, but now he can't change the subject just like that.]

That's the problem...I don't know.

[Gilbert slowly raises his hand to take some strands of Jirou's and comb them delicately with his fingers. How long it'll take Jirou to break all the walls he built in order to make sure he won't become close to anybody here...most of them are already gone anyway.]

Nothing too bad, I hope. A kiss here and there, maybe...

Gi-chan. I wouldn't let you do anything bad. Besides, one or two kisses isn't going to get you drunk if it involves sharing sake. Especially if it's in my mouth first.

[He tilts his head a little so more of his head falls onto Gilbert's hand. He's definitely going to encourage touching of the silky strands. In fact, he quite loves it.]

But if you don't want to do that we can just kiss with no drinks. Or sit and talk. I like that too. Especially now that you're playing with my hair.

What the fuck, why are you so considerate now.

[He doesn't even sound angry, just amused. Also, if Jirou enjoys it that much, he's not going to stop anytime soon. Focusing on his fingers that run through the silky strands, Gilbert continues:]

I can't believe it. You invaded my personal space so many times...

[Of course Gilbert realizes this situation is different, but he can barely hold back his laugh.]

So many times that I even started to like it...

[He pouts at him.]

I can be considerate!

[Huff puff. And he flops his head onto his lap like he just owns it. Don't mind him.]

Hm? So you like when I invade your space now?

I know.

[Not only Gil knows about it, he really appreciates it, too. It was Jirou who waited for him patiently, without pushing him to come to a decision.

The moment Jirou rests his head on his lap, Gilbert feels a jolt running up his spine. It's something he hasn't felt in a long time, but the sensation only makes his lips quirk up in a smile.]

I realized I missed it...just a little.

[Obviously not just a little.]

[Shifting his hair, he makes it easier for Gil to get at as he looks up at him. There's a lot to play with. Have fun.]

Only a little bit?

Your hair is so soft...

[That's one smooth subject change...except it isn't?! Even Gilbert realizes it.]

A lot. There, I said it. A lot...so I guess now we have some catching up to do.

[He giggles and catches Gil's other hand that isn't petting him to bring it to his lips. Kissing the palm of his hand, he looks up at him.]

I like when you say things like that. It feels good to be wanted.

[He can do a lot to make himself seem human but he just can't shut off that need to be wanted by someone. It's just part of his purpose.]

[In response, Gilbert closes his eyes, trying to regain his composure. It's pointless, but he needs to at least collect his thoughts. It's not often when Jirou says such things, after all.]

It does.

[While they're sitting like this, Gil couldn't bend forward and simply kiss him, but he could do something else, and, at the same time, easier. Just a while after telling Jirou that, he slowly lifts the hand in which he's holding a silky strand and kisses it gently.]

Just admit that you like to see me struggle...

[Gilbert grumbles, but a ghost of a smile tugs on his lips.]

Only if you admit that it feels good when you can open up about what you're feeling to me.

[He can tell that it helps lift weights off of Gil's shoulders to be able to confess these things to him. It's why Jirou loves to keep poking at him. That and Gil's reactions are always extremely adorable. There is that.]

I should let you brush and comb my hair for me since you seem to love it so much.

Messing with me even now...

[He'd let out an amused laugh, but in the end, Gilbert just smiles to himself.]

But it does feel good. Once in a while.

[That second sentence wasn't really necessary, but he's too flustered and just had to add it. And Jiroutachi pointing out how much he likes with his hair doesn't help with the blush that spreads over Gilbert's cheeks.]

Maybe you should...I wouldn't mind that. That and...other things. A-Anything you'd like.

[Is he going to regret this? Who knows...]

[He laughs then sits up long enough to grab a brush for him. This he hands to him before spreading out again, happily looking up at him and playing with a strand of Gilbert's hair that is hanging down.]

Am I the first person you've ever courted, Gi-chan?

[He has a feeling the answer is yes and that's precious.]

[Jirou and that intuition of his scare Gilbert from time to time. How could he tell!?]

You are.

[He feels like answering this wasn't really necessary as Jirou probably knew that already. Now, he's looking at the brush in his hand, but puts it away after a little while.]

I prefer doing it this way...

[Combing Jirou's hair with his fingers aren't going to get them anywhere, but he'll do it properly later.]

I'm a bit lost because of that.

Did you know I'm not actually that experienced with things either?

[He laughs softly then closes his eyes and rolls over so his face can press against Gil's stomach. His arm wraps around him too and his words are a little muffled when he speaks this time.]

I have watched things take place so I know how things are done but I've little practice in them myself.

I wouldn't be able to tell, really.

[With Jiroutachi so close to him, something warm starts to stir in his chest. There's something endearing in the way he speaks.]

I suppose we're old enough to get some practice.

[This is his attempt at a joke.]

[He laughs against his stomach and nuzzles a bit.]

We are. But we really going to need a bigger bed.

[Because they're both huge and he's easily got part of himself hanging off the bed.]

Right..

[Getting any practice here would be a challenge, really. They could always rearrange the room a bit, but...Gilbert's gaze lays on the empty bed which was Shinoa's bed not that long ago and he lets out a sigh.]

Let's get one sometime soon.

I'll start looking for one right away!

[He turns his head a little to look up at him.]

When you're not petting me though. I like this.

Right away?!

[For a moment there he really thought that he'll have to stop Jirou from running somewhere.]

We'll take care of this later.

[Gilbert really doesn't want to move, not when they're supposedly comfortable where they are.]

I-It's not like I'm going anywhere, so sleeping in separate beds for one or two nights isn't going to hurt anyway.

You want to sleep snuggle with me! That's so cute!

[He giggles and gives him another nuzzle.]

I want that too.

[Embarrassed, he tries to huff but the sound is actually something in between a huff and a chuckle as Jirou nuzzles into him.]

Is it that weird that I'd like to... [He freezes at that and immediately gazes away.] Never mind!!

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