( samatoki isn't too keen to let ichiro go either, since he fits so nicely in his lap, but he knows other things are in store for them so he doesn't protest... too much. his expression might have some hints that he didn't like suddenly moving spots as he takes ichiro's hand, standing up in front of him.
they linger like that for a while, before samatoki is jerking his head in the general direction of his bedroom. )
It's this way.
( the walk over to his bedroom doesn't seem like much, but there's still a lot to look at on the way. like how clean his kitchen is of takeout containers, or the photos of his mom and sister tucked away in a small shelf — little bits of his life that are just on display.
they barely get through the bedroom door before samatoki is kissing ichiro again, rough and heated this time. impatient. )
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they linger like that for a while, before samatoki is jerking his head in the general direction of his bedroom. )
It's this way.
( the walk over to his bedroom doesn't seem like much, but there's still a lot to look at on the way. like how clean his kitchen is of takeout containers, or the photos of his mom and sister tucked away in a small shelf — little bits of his life that are just on display.
they barely get through the bedroom door before samatoki is kissing ichiro again, rough and heated this time. impatient. )