none of us are free from sin

[alloutoflove]

At some point I uploaded new icons and botched some of my threads. Oops.
Also listen like 95% of this post is extremely nsfw. Double oops.

Stargazing → It's a nice clear night, and even when you live in a big city, there are places to get away and look at the stars. There's supposed to be a meteor shower tonight; maybe now's the time to make a wish.

Domesticity → Sometimes domesticity is a white picket fence and two kids and a dog; sometimes it's an apartment that's a little shabby but comfortable; sometimes it's just the people you're with.

What The Housekeeper Saw!! → What. What are you doing. Why are you doing it.

Spoiler prompt: There's a game you play sometimes, when you're acting. "Baby, if you love me, please please smile," you say, and the other person replies, "Baby, I love you, but I just can't smile." If you can make them smile, you win. If you don't, they win. And sometimes you don't even know you're playing the game. END PROMPT

Wildcard!! → Just what it says.

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[alloutoflove]

I'll get it started, then!

[ She does get up onto her toes for a cheek kiss for them both before she bustles off, first to drop Kyousuke's suitcase in the bedroom, and then to the kitchen for tea. It's all very casual and quick, just thoughtlessly affectionate before she's off again. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

[He looks after her, and then looks over towards Juzo, the reality sinking in of the fact that beyond the sex part, he just has this doubly cute relationship now...

He sits down too, a little dazed.]

Say something?

[rockyxiii]

[Yeah Juzo's also warmed from that, from the inside out, lightly flushed and hazy. In a way, all of that was just the perfect setup anyway for what he was planning on doing, so that's handy. Once they're both sitting, he half-turns to Kyousuke, trying not to come off as nervous and shy as he feels right now.]

I-I . . . I . . . love you—Kyousuke.

Uh. I haven't said it to you in person yet. That's—that's all.

[alloutoflove]

[ It's possible Chisa misses this, with the water running and her rustling around in the cabinets, but she does start humming almost as soon as Juzo makes his confession. Again, it's nothing big, or even something particularly standout, just one of those songs that's been popular lately and sounds upbeat.

It's probably actually upbeat too but who knows with music sometimes. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

...

[He leans over, lightly settling a hand on Juzo's and chastely pressing their lips together.]

[rockyxiii]

[!!!!!

He sucks in a breath, and then leans in firmly, parting his lips just a little. He doesn't want to force things, or get started too much without Chisa or anything, but dammit, he's waited so long for this kiss, and if this is the Kyousuke I love you kiss, he wants it to count.]

[alloutoflove]

[ They get a few seconds for that, but it's not terribly long before Chisa is sweeping out of the kitchen, a tray in hand. ]

Done~! Ah, unless you two aren't interested anymore?

[deathisanopendoor]

[In those few seconds he parts his lips too, leaning into it just as firmly, kissing him slowly with a certain sensual intensity—

But when Chisa calls out to them he starts and automatically pulls back, flustered. He removes his hand from on top of Juzo's to raise it chest height with his palm open, as if pleading his own innocence.]

It's not like that...

[rockyxiii]

I-it's not . . . !

[He's a tiny bit dazed, though, licking his lips. ahhhhh I kissed Kyousuke oh my goddddddddd]

[alloutoflove]

It won't be as good reheated, buuuuuut if you two are that impatient...

[ She sets the tray down, then considers the couch situation. Hm. Where is a spot for Chisa??

In the end she plops down on Kyousuke's other side, so he's sandwiched in place. Good. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

That really wasn't my intention. I simply wished to return the sentiment.

[rockyxiii]

R-right, we weren't . . . we weren't getting started without you. I just—wanted to show him how I felt.

[He clears his throat and grabs his teacup. nnnnnn]

[alloutoflove]

I don't mind.

[ Saying that, though, she reaches for her own cup, tucking her legs up. ]

Ah, would it be easier if I left the room and came back in? I won't interrupt this time!

[deathisanopendoor]

[He also picks up his tea, sighing to release a little of the tension from his surprise.]

We can revisit it later.

[rockyxiii]

Right, we're not . . . getting into all that yet.

[But he licks his lips again, ostensibly because, tea, but not really because tea at all.]

—I'm not screwing this up, am I?

[alloutoflove]

Mm? No, why would you think that?

[ She sits up, cocking her head a little and frowning slightly. ]

What's wrong?

[deathisanopendoor]

You're not... I'm glad you broke the ice.

[rockyxiii]

[He relaxes some, at least.]

It's not that anything's wrong, just . . . not like I know what I'm doing, either. Hell—you don't understand, Munakata. K, Kyousuke. I've . . . been waiting years to say that to you.

[alloutoflove]

[ She huffs a little, curling up a bit more against Kyousuke's side before she leans, patting at Juzo's leg. What she can reach of it, at least. ]

...It's not like there has to be a "right" way to do it, either. We're all figuring it out.

[deathisanopendoor]

Yes. ...It's true that I don't understand. But I hope that I can come to understand over time.

[He leans back enough to let Chisa reach over, but he looks over at Juzo himself with a small smile that he hopes is reassuring. Everything happened in such an unconventional order that he's still not sure how to approach this, but at least he's not alone in that.]

[rockyxiii]

[Ahhhh. He melts a little at them both, smiling back and reaching to take Chisa's hand, his gaze lingering over Kyousuke's face and lips.]

You're sure about this? Both of you?

[alloutoflove]

It's too late for you to be asking something like that...!

[ She laces her fingers with Juzo's and gives his hand a little shake, not terribly unlike how a dog might shake a toy. ]

You already said yes, I'm not letting you that easily! We'll figure it out.

[deathisanopendoor]

It does seem late to ask that, with everything that's already happened...

[Ahem. He sips his tea, gathering his composure.]

—Of course it's fine.

[rockyxiii]

I wanted to give you one last chance! This is still . . . a surprise. Even now.

I spent a long time thinking it'd never happen.

[alloutoflove]

...Juzo.

[ She leans further forward, tugging at his hand to try and get him to lean down; she cups her mouth with her other hand, as if she means to whisper, though it's obviously only a play at it, a stage-whisper. ]

He's skipping work for us, right now.