[ He probably shouldn't feel pleased about that light joke. In fact, Nanami knows he shouldn't let something like a little teasing remind him of happiness he used to have. But Wriothesley's bright attitude reminds him so much of the past he can't ignore it, and the after-image is so familiar that when the boxer makes a joke about taking him to bed, Nanami can't stop himself from grunting and needing to turn to avoid letting the heat show on his face. He didn't think it would be that easy to touch that side of himself these days. Hasn't he grown out of silly things?
Apparently not. Maybe that's why he was drawn to the other man to begin with, following him like a mirage of something he still dreamt about in the dark hours when no one knew. Well, it's not like it would make a difference now. Nanami forces himself to remain calm, leading Wriothesley in with a serious look of dedication. The apartment is clean and spacious. It's mostly empty, but the collection of books lines both selves and the sides of walls. Some are still bound in store bands, many look barely touched, but all are neatly arranged with loving care. ]
I was going to suggest wine. If you don't like that, I can find something else.
[ He's absolutely serious about that as he moves to the kitchen. ]
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Apparently not. Maybe that's why he was drawn to the other man to begin with, following him like a mirage of something he still dreamt about in the dark hours when no one knew. Well, it's not like it would make a difference now. Nanami forces himself to remain calm, leading Wriothesley in with a serious look of dedication. The apartment is clean and spacious. It's mostly empty, but the collection of books lines both selves and the sides of walls. Some are still bound in store bands, many look barely touched, but all are neatly arranged with loving care. ]
I was going to suggest wine. If you don't like that, I can find something else.
[ He's absolutely serious about that as he moves to the kitchen. ]