[ Enclosed within the grip and with Mine still stroking and thrusting, Nishikiyama's climaxing body jerks with sharp overstimulation. He chokes a sound back when his release is drawn out furtherโ sensations peaking stronger and the throbs of pleasure resounding deeper in his blood. More cum than before erupts from the top, and the desperate sounds of them frotting so close together become all the more obscene in his ears. Though his face winces in a rare moment of submission, Nishikiyama watches Mine. By comparison, his gaze has been melted, different than the steely burn that lingers steadfastly in Mine's own.
It feels good, but Nishikiyama's body now pangs to demand a slower pace. With another raw moan, Nishikiyama fails to protest properly and instead lets himself stay in Mine's tightly gripping hands. His muscles are loose and they buzz with overwhelming pleasure. Lacking the will to stop him, he's Mine's to use as the other thrusts his way to an orgasm. Nishikiyama lulls his head against the top of his own shoulder while admiring how Mine looks when he wants him. He wants to burn it into his memory. What's happening between them now is like a fever dream. Catching glimpse downward, he doesn't know what's his and what isn't when Mine pumps and keeps them wrapped flush together below; his cock just aches and ejaculates helplessly.
[ The way Nishikiyama writhes above him, overwrought and compliant, collides with his senses in a daze. Mine keeps going, shoving himself against waning resistance until his body spasms with Nishikiyama laying on top of him. His thighs tremble and tense under the other man's straddle. There's less but Mine ejaculates in Nishikiyama's hand for the second time this way, mixing with cum and sweat already there. Now also spilled between them and spent, he readily slows down to a rhythm Nishikiyama's wanted much sooner. Catching sight of Nishikiyama watching him, head inclined, permeates the keen look on his face.
Mine blinks away languidly. He turns his head against the pillows behind him where warm breath grazes his shoulder. Urged by sensitivity netted across his body, he still arches into Nishikiyama's movement. As soon as the rush of his orgasm dissipates, though, Mine feels uniquely exposed. A yearning had broken free of his mind before he even knew it'd meet same intentโ Nishikiyama stands over him as shelter.
Remembering his hand there, Mine kneads his ass idly. ]
[ Nishikiyama's breathing stays heavy. As Mine relents post-climax, he reads his expression even as the other man looks away and lets his head lay back. The tempo of Nishikiyama's panting pauses with a short swallow, an attempt to slow his heart rate and still lingering buzz of release. He remembers where Mine's hand is when he squeezes his rear. Nishikiyama shifts on top, rebuilding what Mine had snapped and collecting himself over him. Two arms reposition to cage the other down over his shoulders, and Nishikiyama averts an indiscernible gaze off to the side. ]
You were different that time.
[ It's easy for him to lower the side of his cheek down somewhere over Mine's steeply rising and falling clavicle. Like that, though, he frowns when he realizes they both smell like sex now. It's something they technically hadn't had, and yet are stuck in the aftermath of. Nishikiyama minds that less than he'd imagined he would. He feels together with Mine; far less alone than he'd felt during today's gathering of yakuza in the assembly hall. He can't trust it for sure, but he senses Mine feels the same way.
He doesn't know what to make of it. Whether or not he should be relieved or on edge by it. ]
[ Not soon enough to calm down completely, Mine finds himself synching with Nishikiyama's breath in and out. He wants to recoil from judgment, that's Mine's instinct first when the other pushes up to place certain distance between them. Puffs of his exhale meet the pulse point at Nishikiyama's wrist. His observation is vagueโdecidedly, Mine thinksโit's barely enough that he looks away. Mine's gaze slips into the space between them. He also swallows before he speaks. Mine breathes in scent of the products that fix Nishikiyama's hair, momentarily overwhelming his senses to the odor trapped with the spunk on his hand. ]
This felt different.
[ Clearly. Raw, even just on a physical scale. Mine's reply flutters between leaving his remark and offering an explanation clumsily. The image remains of Nishikiyama's body twisting to meet pleasure; it could be that neither of them realize the impact of his ask earlier on. Nonetheless Mine'd acted on it, savoring intimacy, a thought that roils in his mind when he has it. He isn't sure, if he can admit to feeling vulnerable because of it.
Even when they are alone, Mine's thoughts arrive back at the question of what comes next in the scope of the Nishikiyama Family. His hand at Nishikiyama's backside settles motionless ]
[ Nishikiyama's question pokes around for the same specifics, but from his end of things. As the hand on his glute stops squeezing him, his eyes sort of flicker back over his shoulder to wonder why. Opposite of Mine, the Nishikiyama Family is the last thing on his mindโ he's still caught up in all the physicality right in front of him. ]
I don't see you like that a lot.
[ Nishikiyama comments. He keeps himself propped where he is but reaches for the tissue box to wipe up with. ]
[ Nishikiyama's question fans out of its ambit and Mine isn't sure what his answer should be. It's not that it wasn't, so what if he just agreesโ still, Mine waits for a less ambiguous reply. One that doesn't come, what Nishikiyama adds just leaves him feeling more evasive. Insight into how others truly perceive him isn't something Mine gets often, not until now. ]
Yeah.
[ He mutters, but decides. Following Nishikiyama's glance over his shoulder, a way to skirt meeting him again too soon, Mine's snags on the implication. His hand moves along the curve, settling new on Nishikiyama's buttock. He ends up thinking. ]
Like... [ โhe ponders how to phrase it. ] I gave you a lot of reasons not to be upfront with me before. You'd usually hesitate more to act than you just did.
[ But it's not surprising. Holding someone at the end of a gun or smacking him around now and then hadn't exactly been welcoming. Nishikiyama thinks that it probably isn't pleasant for Mine to remember. Enough so that it has him wondering how things had come to be this way between them at all. ]
It's crazy that you'd want me after everything. I think I'd hate me, and I wonder why you don't.
[ Mine wonders if only criticism is to come his way, he does poorly reading Nishikiyama's tone now. He might call him weird and fucked up in so many ways; not until recently should he even have had reason to draw nearer. Mine did all that time, though.
Impersonality and rigidity usually cower behind his hesitation, but getting as they are doesn't allow for either. Is Nishikiyama looking for an explanation to how he acted or even something to absolve himselfโ his apparent conclusion makes Mine uneasy but he looks up, unsure of when he'd turned his head back. ]
When you said that you want me, I felt the same, wondering why.
[ It makes sense considering. Nishikiyama had always been hot and coldโ pushing Mine away about as often as he'd pulled him in. What Nishikiyama had wanted from him hadn't entirely made sense to he himself, either.
Nishikiyama dips his hand down to wipe up the mess between them with a sheet of tissue paper. He's thoughtfully quiet before he speaks again. ]
Yeah, though. I think we are; it means both of us are probably not sure what's going to happen from here on.
[ He side eyes Mine. ]
โYou're not as bad as I am. You seem too tired of it all to be as pissed.
[ Mine's uncertainty suddenly resolves when the longer silence Nishikiyama leaves after his question reveals itself as reflection and not judgment. Nothing had yet been so clear, maybe because Mine himself hasn't been. Sharing what he thinks of the two of them seems right only now. ]
It feels unpredictable.
[ He agrees, neither of them really know, though what'd led to Mine asking before turns into strange comfort this time. He doesn't flee from Nishikiyama's glance because of it.
If they are similar, there's also vigor to Mine's anger. Still, he thinks on Nishikiyama's remark. ]
Maybe I don't show itโ [ Many things disappear behind his stoic expression. ] That doesn't mean I'm not familiar with the frustration.
[ He balls the tissue in his hand once he's finished wiping the two of them down. After tossing it into a trash bin beside the bed, Nishikiyama straightens his back to keep himself planked over Mine on the sheets. It feels intimate that way. Mine isn't avoiding his eyes either. ]
You want me still? Knowing we're similar then?
[ He asksโ ]
I don't trust anyone anymore, but I want you. You could show me your other self more too. I didn't mind it.
[ Nishikiyama traps him there, both physically and emotionally. Mine wants it, though. His pulse picks up. His hand on Nishikiyama's rear adjusts to his new position with a soft touch along the outer curve. ]
I still do.
[ Whatever happened to make Nishikiyama not trust, Mine is struck with the notion that he wants to find out. Eventually. What if he shares more of himself meanwhile...? ]
You didn't? [ Distance that briefly reappears in his answer doesn't really belong after having fucked, but there's depth to Mine's caution too. ] I'm glad... It's new for me.
[ Nishikiyama's chest tightens and flutters when Mine answers. He'd been met with honesty. The resoluteness and certainty of it reminds him of his former oath brother. While Nishikiyama takes Mine's response for what it is, the touch slipping along his rear and all, he realizes he'd held his breath.
He exhales when the conversation continues past the point where it'd flustered him. ]
I liked it better that way. It was more exciting.
[ Even this is embarrassing to admit. Though he'd enjoyed the affection, he now rolls off of Mine and onto his belly beside him, tattoo up. ]
[ Mine feels embarrassed in his own small way. He digs into the fact that Nishikiyama gives him a kind of praise he hasnโt ever received.
He leans over when Nishikiyama rolls off, just enough to tilt his hips and pull his leg over. Naturally it makes him lean in closer. The back of his head is untidy. Mine smoothes his hand against his hair and ends up leaning on it in a way. There's no doubt about where his gaze trails in that position, looking at Nishikiyama beside him.
Talking into the pillow makes the other man sound almost sullen. In his own office Mine has the power to just cancel a meeting. Being honest, he doesnโt care to share Nishikiyamaโs company with other people either; even less now.
[ He feels Mine's gaze fall against the fish on his back. Not that he minds. When Mine looks at him, it's with admiration rather than spite or disappointment. The latter two he'd grown more used to in recent years. Nishikiyama turns his head on his arm to peer over his bicep. ]
And you probably don't want to make it too obvious to the men gunning for that family captain spot. Just a word of advice.
[ Mine looks at him, seeming almost critical with his eyebrows knit together. Now theirs is a secret best kept, meanwhile Shindo and Kanda don't leave their ambition hidden. Along with the advice Nishikiyama gave him in the car, however, Mine sees himself playing a different act altogether. ]
I want us to keep meeting privately. [ After a moments pause he finds Nishikiyama's peeking gaze. ] I intend to be discreet...
[ He trails off before calling it their relationship, unsure about a label. It's when Mine's eyes move back over Nishikiyama's body. ]
[ And Nishikiyama's not sure if Mine can hold his own yet. Most of the men in the yakuza have gone their whole lives fightingโ himself included. As Nishikiyama recalls the reality they're in, he watches Mine with some semblance of almost patronizing affection in his eyes. It's the way someone perceives a baby animal or similar; not mocking, but also failing to see a threat. ]
โHave you ever been in a fight before? Decked someone at a bar or something?
[ He stretches his back and legs when he sees Mine watching lower on him. ]
[ It's similar to what Nishikiyama'd said about his tattoo and in the end leaves Mine to brood over his involvementโ And ever more likely than not, his competition. He arrives at the thought of it getting physical just before Nishikiyama says it out loud. The other man's look becomes unreadable, not because it's concealed but because Mine's mind briefly clouds with ambition.
Trailing the koi's winding spine, Mine arrives at its red face and eyes that don't focus him, unlike Nishikiyama's. ]
No, never. [ He doesn't live in the capacity for getting in street fights. Even when he says no, though, Mine separates from that doubt placed by his answer, eager to appear confident. ] โBut I can fight.
[ Nishikiyama is curious about the answer. He rolls onto his side to face Mine again. With his tattoo out of sight, there's only uninked skin and muscle to look at instead. His cheek lowers, pressing against a silk pillow. ]
[ With Nishikiyama turning around Mine has little choice but to look up and meet him there. The way he leans against the pillow makes his question sound more mischievous than it probably is, but Mine can't imagine it's entirely without another idea behind it either. ]
What do you mean by that?
[ Wrinkles remain across the bridge of his nose. ]
[ The reality is that there's nothing else hiding in Nishikiyama's expression, yet Mine can't help looking for it. It's because he wants to be impressive, to put his foot forward even before Nishikiyama asks him to take a step. ]
As I said beforeโ
[ Though the kirin on his back's also facing away now, Mine's serious look shifts ever so slightly to display his determination instead. ]
I don't expect to go under, not within the Nishikiyama Family and not by myself.
[ It's up to Mine to prove himself. Nishikiyama's response is vague, but he isn't displeased. Sliding up from where he'd laid himself, he looks back over his shoulder to the bathroom of the suite. ]
I'm going to wash up before we leave. Let's at least have a couple of drinks while we're still here.
[ Champagne, wine. Nishikiyama's certain it'll be better than the highballs served at the yakiniku restaurant. It's just as inevitable that they'll fuck themselves over by mixing alcohols tonight, but like hell will Nishikiyama surrender the full luxury of Mine's rented space without at least sampling that much.
Two legs slip off the ledge and Nishikiyama stands on his feet with his naked form exposed. He's not sure if Mine will follow him to the shower, but there's a suspiciously enough time for him to invite himself or follow should he be bold enough to do so. ]
[ Feeling the idea'd been sprung on him, Mine doesn't know what Nishikiyama expects him to do. He'll be thinking about it, but there's little for him to follow up on when Nishikiyama withdraws by getting up.
Mine comes out of his pose leaning on his hand, that'd even made him look comfortable in their shared, closed off space on the bed. He gets another glimpse of the koi on Nishikiyama's back, now swimming back upstream. He doesn't end up following, though. Just like lying down together, Mine feels unsure to join himโ Absurd, considering their time spent together.
He ends fixing himself up out here and by himself, as best Mine can between paper tissues and the separate toilet. No doubt he'll do more as soon as he gets home for a stint, but there's enough time to fix a few loose hairs and get dressed again. Pants, shirt and tie, no jacket. While going around, he'd put Nishikiyama's clothes on the bed. ]
The food might be cold by now.
[ When he gets out, Mine is pouring white wine, on the cusp of getting warm obversely. ]
[ When he's out. Nishikiyama hadn't heard or noticed Mine shuffling about over the sound of the water running, and only now notices that Mine is up and tidy. Hm. Maybe he'd used the sink?
Wine is more interesting than an answer, and despite a lesser state of dress, with his hair still dry (he'd avoided the commitment of washing it) and a towel wrapped about his hips, he moves closer to the table that'd been prepared for him. He doesn't care to put his own clothes back on just yet. ]
Food is whatever. We'll eat eventually.
[ He reaches for the first glass that Mine pours out. ]
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Date: 2023-12-16 05:03 pm (UTC)[ Enclosed within the grip and with Mine still stroking and thrusting, Nishikiyama's climaxing body jerks with sharp overstimulation. He chokes a sound back when his release is drawn out furtherโ sensations peaking stronger and the throbs of pleasure resounding deeper in his blood. More cum than before erupts from the top, and the desperate sounds of them frotting so close together become all the more obscene in his ears. Though his face winces in a rare moment of submission, Nishikiyama watches Mine. By comparison, his gaze has been melted, different than the steely burn that lingers steadfastly in Mine's own.
It feels good, but Nishikiyama's body now pangs to demand a slower pace. With another raw moan, Nishikiyama fails to protest properly and instead lets himself stay in Mine's tightly gripping hands. His muscles are loose and they buzz with overwhelming pleasure. Lacking the will to stop him, he's Mine's to use as the other thrusts his way to an orgasm. Nishikiyama lulls his head against the top of his own shoulder while admiring how Mine looks when he wants him. He wants to burn it into his memory. What's happening between them now is like a fever dream. Catching glimpse downward, he doesn't know what's his and what isn't when Mine pumps and keeps them wrapped flush together below; his cock just aches and ejaculates helplessly.
Nishikiyama gives a tired squirm. ]
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Date: 2023-12-16 11:29 pm (UTC)[ The way Nishikiyama writhes above him, overwrought and compliant, collides with his senses in a daze. Mine keeps going, shoving himself against waning resistance until his body spasms with Nishikiyama laying on top of him. His thighs tremble and tense under the other man's straddle. There's less but Mine ejaculates in Nishikiyama's hand for the second time this way, mixing with cum and sweat already there. Now also spilled between them and spent, he readily slows down to a rhythm Nishikiyama's wanted much sooner. Catching sight of Nishikiyama watching him, head inclined, permeates the keen look on his face.
Mine blinks away languidly. He turns his head against the pillows behind him where warm breath grazes his shoulder. Urged by sensitivity netted across his body, he still arches into Nishikiyama's movement. As soon as the rush of his orgasm dissipates, though, Mine feels uniquely exposed. A yearning had broken free of his mind before he even knew it'd meet same intentโ Nishikiyama stands over him as shelter.
Remembering his hand there, Mine kneads his ass idly. ]
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Date: 2023-12-17 08:56 am (UTC)You were different that time.
[ It's easy for him to lower the side of his cheek down somewhere over Mine's steeply rising and falling clavicle. Like that, though, he frowns when he realizes they both smell like sex now. It's something they technically hadn't had, and yet are stuck in the aftermath of. Nishikiyama minds that less than he'd imagined he would. He feels together with Mine; far less alone than he'd felt during today's gathering of yakuza in the assembly hall. He can't trust it for sure, but he senses Mine feels the same way.
He doesn't know what to make of it. Whether or not he should be relieved or on edge by it. ]
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Date: 2023-12-17 01:24 pm (UTC)This felt different.
[ Clearly. Raw, even just on a physical scale. Mine's reply flutters between leaving his remark and offering an explanation clumsily. The image remains of Nishikiyama's body twisting to meet pleasure; it could be that neither of them realize the impact of his ask earlier on. Nonetheless Mine'd acted on it, savoring intimacy, a thought that roils in his mind when he has it. He isn't sure, if he can admit to feeling vulnerable because of it.
Even when they are alone, Mine's thoughts arrive back at the question of what comes next in the scope of the Nishikiyama Family. His hand at Nishikiyama's backside settles motionless ]
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Date: 2023-12-17 03:33 pm (UTC)[ Nishikiyama's question pokes around for the same specifics, but from his end of things. As the hand on his glute stops squeezing him, his eyes sort of flicker back over his shoulder to wonder why. Opposite of Mine, the Nishikiyama Family is the last thing on his mindโ he's still caught up in all the physicality right in front of him. ]
I don't see you like that a lot.
[ Nishikiyama comments. He keeps himself propped where he is but reaches for the tissue box to wipe up with. ]
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Date: 2023-12-17 04:16 pm (UTC)Yeah.
[ He mutters, but decides. Following Nishikiyama's glance over his shoulder, a way to skirt meeting him again too soon, Mine's snags on the implication. His hand moves along the curve, settling new on Nishikiyama's buttock. He ends up thinking. ]
What do you mean by that?
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Date: 2023-12-17 04:34 pm (UTC)[ But it's not surprising. Holding someone at the end of a gun or smacking him around now and then hadn't exactly been welcoming. Nishikiyama thinks that it probably isn't pleasant for Mine to remember. Enough so that it has him wondering how things had come to be this way between them at all. ]
It's crazy that you'd want me after everything. I think I'd hate me, and I wonder why you don't.
[ Nishikiyama squints with contemplation. ]
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Date: 2023-12-18 05:04 am (UTC)Impersonality and rigidity usually cower behind his hesitation, but getting as they are doesn't allow for either. Is Nishikiyama looking for an explanation to how he acted or even something to absolve himselfโ his apparent conclusion makes Mine uneasy but he looks up, unsure of when he'd turned his head back. ]
When you said that you want me, I felt the same, wondering why.
[ Nishikiyama hasn't rejected his persistence. ]
I believe we're alike.
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Date: 2023-12-18 04:26 pm (UTC)[ It makes sense considering. Nishikiyama had always been hot and coldโ pushing Mine away about as often as he'd pulled him in. What Nishikiyama had wanted from him hadn't entirely made sense to he himself, either.
Nishikiyama dips his hand down to wipe up the mess between them with a sheet of tissue paper. He's thoughtfully quiet before he speaks again. ]
Yeah, though. I think we are; it means both of us are probably not sure what's going to happen from here on.
[ He side eyes Mine. ]
โYou're not as bad as I am. You seem too tired of it all to be as pissed.
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Date: 2023-12-19 11:43 am (UTC)It feels unpredictable.
[ He agrees, neither of them really know, though what'd led to Mine asking before turns into strange comfort this time. He doesn't flee from Nishikiyama's glance because of it.
If they are similar, there's also vigor to Mine's anger. Still, he thinks on Nishikiyama's remark. ]
Maybe I don't show itโ [ Many things disappear behind his stoic expression. ] That doesn't mean I'm not familiar with the frustration.
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Date: 2023-12-19 02:33 pm (UTC)You want me still? Knowing we're similar then?
[ He asksโ ]
I don't trust anyone anymore, but I want you. You could show me your other self more too. I didn't mind it.
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Date: 2023-12-20 07:22 am (UTC)I still do.
[ Whatever happened to make Nishikiyama not trust, Mine is struck with the notion that he wants to find out. Eventually. What if he shares more of himself meanwhile...? ]
You didn't? [ Distance that briefly reappears in his answer doesn't really belong after having fucked, but there's depth to Mine's caution too. ] I'm glad... It's new for me.
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Date: 2023-12-20 04:47 pm (UTC)He exhales when the conversation continues past the point where it'd flustered him. ]
I liked it better that way. It was more exciting.
[ Even this is embarrassing to admit. Though he'd enjoyed the affection, he now rolls off of Mine and onto his belly beside him, tattoo up. ]
โI don't want to see the other guys now.
[ His voice is a little muffled by pillow. ]
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Date: 2023-12-21 09:57 am (UTC)He leans over when Nishikiyama rolls off, just enough to tilt his hips and pull his leg over. Naturally it makes him lean in closer. The back of his head is untidy. Mine smoothes his hand against his hair and ends up leaning on it in a way. There's no doubt about where his gaze trails in that position, looking at Nishikiyama beside him.
Talking into the pillow makes the other man sound almost sullen. In his own office Mine has the power to just cancel a meeting. Being honest, he doesnโt care to share Nishikiyamaโs company with other people either; even less now.
After a long time his brow creases again. ]
This shouldnโt be our only time.
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Date: 2023-12-21 11:45 am (UTC)[ He feels Mine's gaze fall against the fish on his back. Not that he minds. When Mine looks at him, it's with admiration rather than spite or disappointment. The latter two he'd grown more used to in recent years. Nishikiyama turns his head on his arm to peer over his bicep. ]
And you probably don't want to make it too obvious to the men gunning for that family captain spot. Just a word of advice.
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Date: 2023-12-22 02:10 pm (UTC)I want us to keep meeting privately. [ After a moments pause he finds Nishikiyama's peeking gaze. ] I intend to be discreet...
[ He trails off before calling it their relationship, unsure about a label. It's when Mine's eyes move back over Nishikiyama's body. ]
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Date: 2023-12-22 02:30 pm (UTC)[ And Nishikiyama's not sure if Mine can hold his own yet. Most of the men in the yakuza have gone their whole lives fightingโ himself included. As Nishikiyama recalls the reality they're in, he watches Mine with some semblance of almost patronizing affection in his eyes. It's the way someone perceives a baby animal or similar; not mocking, but also failing to see a threat. ]
โHave you ever been in a fight before? Decked someone at a bar or something?
[ He stretches his back and legs when he sees Mine watching lower on him. ]
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Date: 2023-12-23 11:55 am (UTC)Trailing the koi's winding spine, Mine arrives at its red face and eyes that don't focus him, unlike Nishikiyama's. ]
No, never. [ He doesn't live in the capacity for getting in street fights. Even when he says no, though, Mine separates from that doubt placed by his answer, eager to appear confident. ] โBut I can fight.
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Date: 2023-12-23 12:08 pm (UTC)[ Nishikiyama is curious about the answer. He rolls onto his side to face Mine again. With his tattoo out of sight, there's only uninked skin and muscle to look at instead. His cheek lowers, pressing against a silk pillow. ]
I want to see.
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Date: 2023-12-24 08:53 am (UTC)What do you mean by that?
[ Wrinkles remain across the bridge of his nose. ]
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Date: 2023-12-24 03:22 pm (UTC)[ Nishikiyama watches the wrinkles crease across Mine's expression, his own relaxed where he lays. ]
I want to be there to see if you're bluffing. You better not lose.
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Date: 2023-12-24 11:16 pm (UTC)As I said beforeโ
[ Though the kirin on his back's also facing away now, Mine's serious look shifts ever so slightly to display his determination instead. ]
I don't expect to go under, not within the Nishikiyama Family and not by myself.
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Date: 2023-12-25 07:23 am (UTC)[ It's up to Mine to prove himself. Nishikiyama's response is vague, but he isn't displeased. Sliding up from where he'd laid himself, he looks back over his shoulder to the bathroom of the suite. ]
I'm going to wash up before we leave. Let's at least have a couple of drinks while we're still here.
[ Champagne, wine. Nishikiyama's certain it'll be better than the highballs served at the yakiniku restaurant. It's just as inevitable that they'll fuck themselves over by mixing alcohols tonight, but like hell will Nishikiyama surrender the full luxury of Mine's rented space without at least sampling that much.
Two legs slip off the ledge and Nishikiyama stands on his feet with his naked form exposed. He's not sure if Mine will follow him to the shower, but there's a suspiciously enough time for him to invite himself or follow should he be bold enough to do so. ]
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Date: 2023-12-26 08:49 am (UTC)Mine comes out of his pose leaning on his hand, that'd even made him look comfortable in their shared, closed off space on the bed. He gets another glimpse of the koi on Nishikiyama's back, now swimming back upstream. He doesn't end up following, though. Just like lying down together, Mine feels unsure to join himโ Absurd, considering their time spent together.
He ends fixing himself up out here and by himself, as best Mine can between paper tissues and the separate toilet. No doubt he'll do more as soon as he gets home for a stint, but there's enough time to fix a few loose hairs and get dressed again. Pants, shirt and tie, no jacket. While going around, he'd put Nishikiyama's clothes on the bed. ]
The food might be cold by now.
[ When he gets out, Mine is pouring white wine, on the cusp of getting warm obversely. ]
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Date: 2023-12-26 09:16 am (UTC)[ When he's out. Nishikiyama hadn't heard or noticed Mine shuffling about over the sound of the water running, and only now notices that Mine is up and tidy. Hm. Maybe he'd used the sink?
Wine is more interesting than an answer, and despite a lesser state of dress, with his hair still dry (he'd avoided the commitment of washing it) and a towel wrapped about his hips, he moves closer to the table that'd been prepared for him. He doesn't care to put his own clothes back on just yet. ]
Food is whatever. We'll eat eventually.
[ He reaches for the first glass that Mine pours out. ]
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