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[sengokus]

I... convinced you... into not kissing me...?

[mournfully] You really did it now, Enomoto.

[idiot]

[dotcom]

... are you upset?

[ he pulls away just so he can look at mineo's face. ]

[sengokus]

[well he can get a look at SUFFERING]

The deja vu of this conversation is really painful, Takeru.

[HOW MANY TIMES DOES HE HAVE TO ADMIT HE LIKES KISSING TAKERU DURING THE COURSE OF THIS RACE]

[dotcom]

[ god. he is so clearly torn about this. ]

It's not that complicated. Just consider my old require of you needing to be the one to initiate back on.

[sengokus]

[nooooOOOOO HE HATED THAT REQUIREMENT but he'll just pout as he rests their foreheads together. the vibes are 'please kiss me if you want to (respectfully)']

... you really can't explain why...? Are you sure I didn't do something wrong again?

[dotcom]

You didn't do anything wrong. If you did, I'd tell you.

[ he doesn't mind being rude to mineo. ]

[sengokus]

[he believes that too but

now he's just getting sad in his confusion]

I don't get it....

[dotcom]

[ ah. ]

I'm just trying to take care of you.

[sengokus]

It's not working.

[HE ANSWERED SO FAST]

[dotcom]

[ he doesn't like, punch him?

but he does jab his hand where he knows the chopstick injury is. ]

[sengokus]

[IT STINGS A LITTLE and does make him wince as he tries to shift away]

I'm just saying!

[dotcom]

I didn't ask for commentary.

[sengokus]

Can you consider it feedback...

[he doesn't feel taken care of???]

[dotcom]

You really hate initiating that much?

[sengokus]

I hate not knowing something that's going on with you, when it involves me, way more.

[and he'll lean in then, pressing their lips together in a quick kiss as if to prove a point]

I just feel like I'm missing something important, especially when I'm not even sure what I said.

[dotcom]

[ ugghhhh. ]

We're not talking about it. Just accept my request.

[sengokus]

[ . . . . . he's distinctly unhappy about this but he'll just sigh and let his face settle in the crook of takeru's neck]

.... you aren't giving me much of a choice here....

But - fine.

[he'll let it go, even if he's still bothered]

[dotcom]

[ there's a pause, and he wraps his arms around mineo. ]

My feelings haven't changed.

[ whatever they are. ]

[sengokus]

[ . . . unfortunately there are small notes of warmth and comfort when takeru wraps his own arms around mineo and he just leans into the hold as he cuddles in more, stupidly]

.... whatever that means.

[their relationship is complicated and even emotionshare doesn't really help them untangle it

but! the resignation hits, coupled with fondness as mineo presses a kiss to takeru's neck without lifting his head]

.... I'll drop this secret faster if you tell me your type?

[absolute fucking moron]

[dotcom]

[ ... he snorts.

stupid. ]

What do you think my type is?

[sengokus]

[oh that gets him to lift his head as he grins]

I'd like it if it was me.

[TO BE HONEST? and he gives takeru another kiss, because he can]

But you super hated me at first, so we know that's not true.

[dotcom]

You gave me the worst fucking first impression in the world.

[ which mineo had actually pointed out to everyone. it was so bad. there was no way takeru couldn't hate him. ]

[sengokus]

I know this, and I acknowledge it and we can come back to it, but this isn't getting any closer to you telling me your type, Takeru.

And you can't kiss me to distract me anymore! So there.

[TRIUMPHANT, LIKE HE'S USING TAKERU'S OWN NEW SELF-IMPOSED RULE AGAINST HIM]

[dotcom]

[ hm.

he takes his phone out, taps something, and then puts it away.

mineo will receive a text. ]

[sengokus]

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oh no]

I'm not answering that.