[ It's been... interesting, learning to cohabitate with another human being. Sure, he practically lived at the Kuramochi household, but he did still have the majority of his life in a lonely house where steel and machinery were a constant backdrop to his childhood. He and his father were passing ships, mostly. With Eijun, it's like a constant whirlwind on a sunny day, and it's... it's nice. It's nice to have someone to come home to, or someone to welcome home. So he's feeling a little generous with that, now, with his inhibitions loose. ]
Whoop. [ Letting himself be pulled in, he shuts and locks the door behind himself, and it's only due to habit that he does this, and that he gets his shoes off before they're trudging through the apartment. Of course, since Eijun is susceptible to attack in all his gracious guidance, Kazuya takes advantage of it, darting in to kiss the back of his head, his neck, breathing out a laugh. ] Bed sounds nice.
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Whoop. [ Letting himself be pulled in, he shuts and locks the door behind himself, and it's only due to habit that he does this, and that he gets his shoes off before they're trudging through the apartment. Of course, since Eijun is susceptible to attack in all his gracious guidance, Kazuya takes advantage of it, darting in to kiss the back of his head, his neck, breathing out a laugh. ] Bed sounds nice.