[Here's the funny thing: at full extension, even like this, Jotaro is still a good half-foot longer than Kakyoin is — which means that when he primly gets up onto his hind legs, rests his forepaws on Kakyoin's shoulders, and bumps his furry head against the underside of Kakyoin's chin, it's just a reinforcement of how astonishingly big he is.
But it doesn't last long; he drops back down to the floor and trots inside without further implicit comment, hopping up onto the couch and settling down into a relaxed dog position like he owns it.
Which he does.
His eyes are still green, at least. And from the way that he's watching Kakyoin, it almost seems as though he's staying this way until he can gauge out Kakyoin's current feelings before shifting into something he expects to be more jarring than a friendly, albeit incredibly fucking large, canine.]
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But it doesn't last long; he drops back down to the floor and trots inside without further implicit comment, hopping up onto the couch and settling down into a relaxed dog position like he owns it.
Which he does.
His eyes are still green, at least. And from the way that he's watching Kakyoin, it almost seems as though he's staying this way until he can gauge out Kakyoin's current feelings before shifting into something he expects to be more jarring than a friendly, albeit incredibly fucking large, canine.]