[He calms, like an agitated dog, beneath the soothing press of Kakyoin's kisses, and slowly the simmering upset leaves him. Someday he'll know, maybe. He would understand. He would be as furious as Jotaro is, probably. He would want to hit someone just as much.
But it's not his secret to tell; it's only his to guard. So it'll have to keep for later, hovering around in the penumbras of this three-sided thing between them, waiting for someday to arrive.]
But something for just two of us is...important. I think. Because we're not all the same. Because...it should be a little different. Right?
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[He calms, like an agitated dog, beneath the soothing press of Kakyoin's kisses, and slowly the simmering upset leaves him. Someday he'll know, maybe. He would understand. He would be as furious as Jotaro is, probably. He would want to hit someone just as much.
But it's not his secret to tell; it's only his to guard. So it'll have to keep for later, hovering around in the penumbras of this three-sided thing between them, waiting for someday to arrive.]
But something for just two of us is...important. I think. Because we're not all the same. Because...it should be a little different. Right?