They're pretty good. [ mei allows that much, anyway, especially because suga's eyes are lit up and he looks awfully cute, smiling like that. besides, mei's always willing to fluff his own feathers a little, always ready to preen, and his smirk goes a little lopsided. ] You're right, though. Seido's Kazuya's team--they're not quite good enough, though.

[ or, weren't. but puffing your chest out for your friend-with-benefits doesn't involve that particular spiral of self loathing, so mei's just fine with preening a little over it. after all, he's so nice and comfortable and happy here, there's no reason to engage with that now.

mei frees the hand that's between them to reach up and cup koushi's cheek, just because it's there; his skin is soft and warm and he likes touching him, holding him close like this. his thumb strokes over his cheekbone, once or twice. it's an absent touch, affectionate and fond. ] Maybe I don't wanna share.