[ The spot on his neck, tender like several more others, is the only bruise he'll carry on from tonight with adulation. Same as for Nishikiyama, the light does a lot to hide Mine's reaction on his face, though this time he does little to conceal it any other way. He knows that here, like in any other place, he's not usually the one to decide how a conversation ends.
When Nishikiyama's soft laugh isn't scorn, rather than replying Mine accepts the kiss, fleeting but wanted. There's hardly time to part his own lips to it, though. His thumb brushes over the crest of Nishikiyama's hip. Where Mine's touch'd been flattened against the skin becomes cool in the absence of his hand, shifting a little. Still guarded, he likes touching Nishikiyama. ]
I mean it.
[ Mine's gaze remains solemn until he says it. What'd been a hint of melancholy in his realization soon fades. ]
I'm in a world of wealth. There's no price I won't pay to be with you.
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When Nishikiyama's soft laugh isn't scorn, rather than replying Mine accepts the kiss, fleeting but wanted. There's hardly time to part his own lips to it, though. His thumb brushes over the crest of Nishikiyama's hip. Where Mine's touch'd been flattened against the skin becomes cool in the absence of his hand, shifting a little. Still guarded, he likes touching Nishikiyama. ]
I mean it.
[ Mine's gaze remains solemn until he says it. What'd been a hint of melancholy in his realization soon fades. ]
I'm in a world of wealth. There's no price I won't pay to be with you.