Why would I call you something that isn't your name? Or even nearly your name.

[He'd really meant to sound like more of a bastard, saying that, but he doesn't have it in him to be a bastard when the tips of Kakyoin's fingers are just barely touching one of his curls, and even though the touch is nearly nonexistent, he still feels it like a shiver all the way down his scalp and spine anyway.]

But if you want me to, then I will.

[Of course he will. He can't not, and wouldn't have even if he did have a choice about it.]

...Nori.