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justastraightupmess‌: hiko !

Hiko practically purred against his lips when Tino shifted, Hiko too moving a little so he was sitting more comfortable on his lip, nice and close, pressed against each other. It was definitely nice, more than nice. The feline was surprised when the kiss changed a little, becoming harder as Tino pressed against him more so. And he was just as surprised when it softened. Not that he minded all that much, he decided to go with the flow of whatever Tino wanted right now. The feline gave a small smile when Tino pulled away, taking the short moment to catch his breath. He hummed against the other’s lips when they came back to meet with his own, allowing his fingers to curl into his hair gently.

THE FINGERS CURLING in his hair was a pleasant touch, and Tino found himself leaning heavily against the other. Hands began to slowly travel up and down Hiko’s back, the pads of his fingers gently stroking skin through thin cloth. He yearned to touch Hiko directly, but he held himself back for now, figuring he’d get to do just that a little later on anyway. He turned his head again, leaning the other way this time as he ventured, very gradually, to open his mouth. He chose not to slide his tongue inside just yet, but he did pry Hiko’s lips open as well. He would wait instead to see what Hiko’s move would be.

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justastraightupmess‌: hiko !

Hiko figured as much, and was more than happy to offer more until Tino was satisfied. Then again— Tino would likely never be completely satisfied, so they might be at this for a while. He supposed he’d have to deal with that somehow. The feline let his eyes flutter shut when Tino moved to close the distance between them, humming softly and smiling against his lips. Yep, he definitely enjoyed this. Soft, lazy kisses with the person he loved. There was nothing else he could possibly want in this moment, happy to sit there like that forever.

FEELING HIKO SMILE against the kiss was enough to make Tino do the same. His grew just a little bit wider as he shifted in his position and pulled his boyfriend even closer, tightening their embrace much more than it already was to begin with. This was definitely nice, spending time together like this and unwinding after a long distance filled with much longing and emotional strain. He pressed hard for a moment before softening again and letting go for a quick breath--only to be back in a second later, tilting his head and opting for a different angle this time, deepening the smooch.

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justastraightupmess‌: hiko !

‘ Eager are we ?’ He chuckled when Tino so quickly complied. But before Hiko could even give him his reward, Tino stole it from him. Not that he really minded. He chuckled against his lips, the sound coming out as almost a purr. Hiko kissed him back almost as eagerly as Tino had started the kiss. He wrapped his other arm around the other’s neck, one hand moving further up in his hair. Hiko raised a brow when Tino leaned back. ‘ Is that really enough to satisfy you ?’ He scoffed, leaning in close again but waiting for Tino to close the distance.

OH, HE WAS definitely eager. Now that they were this close again, with nothing else to distract them from each other, Tino wasn’t just about to let the mood go. It was great to just be wrapped up in each other like this. “Of course it isn’t,” came his curt, matter-of-fact reply to Hiko’s follow up. He watched as his boyfriend leaned ever so closely one more time, pausing just before their lips could touch--and Tino smiled, leaning over and closing his eyes, happy to bridge the gap and lock lips.

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justastraightupmess‌: hiko !

Hiko was very much enjoying the snuggling. Part of him wondered if it was the cat part in him that made him enjoy it so much. Just nuzzling against Tino was so nice, he could sit here and do it for hours, comfortably sat in his lap, arms wrapped around each other. But then Tino spoke, and Hiko supposed he could probably stop the snuggling for some smooching. Hiko scoffed, leaning back up from the other’s neck with a small smirk. ‘ Maybe I will..’ He hummed, leaning in close to the other’s lips, close but not quite touching. ‘ If you say pretty please.’ He teased, smirk growing even more.

WHATEVER HIKO HOPED to accomplish by teasing like that, Tino didn’t even give a damn. He was getting his kiss. “Pretty please?” he said, looking down at the other with the sweetest voice he could muster--and then, before Hiko could pull away or protest, Tino swooped down and claimed a smooch for himself. It was nothing too short nor too long, but he made it so Hiko would be left wanting just a teensy bit more. With a smile, he pulled back. He gave his boyfriend a wink and placed another little kiss on his forehead.

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justastraightupmess‌: hiko !

Hiko didn’t particularly mind when they talked about it, they had time after all. Besides, Hiko was an overthinking planner, so he was most likely going to continue his own researching and planning at home on his own time. But for now, he was more than happy to put that aside and cuddle up to Tino like this. It’d been a little while since he’d come back from his trip, but he still wanted to be as close to Tino as possible. Hiko couldn’t help but smile– just a little– when Tino pressed him closer, encouraging his snuggling. Happy to comply Hiko nuzzled against his neck some more, gently nosing against him with a soft hum, running fingers through his hair softly. 

ARMS WRAPPED AROUND Hiko’s body, fingers intertwining to a close, the fit rather snug and comfy between both their bodies. That whole time they’d been apart, Tino felt like one of those jigsaw necklace things without the partner piece--now, they were back, and they fit together perfectly, as though no time had passed between them. He allowed the nuzzling to continue, venturing forth to shut his eyes as he shifted and practically enveloped Hiko’s body in his. This went on for a while before Tino--unable to resist--finally opened his mouth to say in the softest, most gentle way he could: “Please kiss me.”

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justastraightupmess‌: hiko !

Hiko looked up at him with an unimpressed expression at being shushed. But he elected not to say anything on the matter besides a small roll of his eyes when that cheeky smile broke out on the other’s lips. He hummed softly, almost a purr, as their noses rubbed against each other, letting his eyes fall shut when Tino kissed it. The hand resting against the nape of his neck began to move, gently and slowly carding through the locks at the back of the other’s head. He looked up at him for a while, then hummed softly, nuzzling his face into the crook of his neck.

THIS WAS CERTAINLY much, much better than talking about the future. As much as Tino agreed that it was practical of Hiko to think about plans, having to concern himself with the logistics and finance of it all (not to mention the whole dog-cat thing) was starting to stress him out just a smidge. He’d rather not have that take up too much brain activity at the moment. For now, this whole cuddly, snuggly, affectionate thing they had going was far more preferable--especially now that they’d gone into more intimate nuzzling territory. Gently, he pressed Hiko closer against his neck, wanting to fell the soft movements even more.

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justastraightupmess‌: hiko !

‘ There isn’t a “moment” to ruin.’ He retorted with a shrug, enjoying the way the other snuggled in against his dark locks, and the way he moved even closer. Hiko responded in tone, wriggling a little so he was comfortable on the other’s lap. Hiko shrugged, ‘ I wasn’t being thoughtful or anything… I was just being practical.’ He mumbled his reply, nuzzling his cheek against the other’s chest a little, letting one of his hands snake up the other’s body until it was settled on the nape of his neck. 

OH, HIKO. COULDN’T just quiet down and let bygones be bygones, could he? Pulling back, Tino brought a finger up to his own lips and said “Shhhh��� in as gentle a manner as possible. Then, with a cheeky little smile, he brought Hiko’s face up off his chest and softly rubbed noses, just before lightly kissing the very tip. Though physically, Hiko had been showing him quite a bit of affection the past few minutes, there was still much to be done about that little habit of wanting to get the last word in. Perhaps if Tino just shushed him altogether, there’d be nothing else to give a sarcastic remark to.

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schoolsprince‌: kashima ...?

With the other guy’s sudden appearance, a few eyes of Kashima’s admirers began to flick wildly from left to right, dramatically torn between the pull of their familiar pan-sweetheart versus the magnetically handsome stranger they had never seen before. Yet just as Kashima was about to answer him, her club president appeared, stepping out from the music room. 

Hori’s eyes went to Tino first (ignoring Kashima’s bright “SENPAI!”), brow raising before he lifted a hand in greeting.  “Oh, Tino.” He hadn’t expected him here this early. Crossing the hall to meet him, Hori briefly patted Tino’s shoulder as he passed by – quickly eliciting a screech of HORROR from Kashima. “Sorry, I’ll meet you in the club room a few minutes – I just have to drop these forms off at the office.” 

❝ SENPA – ❞ Just as Kashima was about to continue with her ardent yowls of protest, Hori delivered a swift KICK to her butt, promptly sending the prince rolling on the tile as the girls cried aloud.

“KASHIMA! Stop slacking around with your fan club and show him to the room!” Hori bellowed before continuing on his way. Slumped over with dizzy stars and birds flying circles around her form, Kashima struggled to pull herself back up to face this new guy. Why was he coming to their club, anyway? (She had ditched the meeting earlier where Hori had announced meeting with another school’s drama club).

❝ You …  ❞ She looked to him with the feral eyes of an animal wounded, her body more mangled by the sudden heartbreak than the kick – seeing Hori show favoritism to anyone besides her was always the most fatal blow. She had doubted this man’s knowledge of romance a bit after he had spurned her, yet now, seeing how Hori treated him, Kashima knew there could only be one path. With her body still curled on the floor, she grabbed his shoe. 

 ❝Teach me everything you know about seduction.  ❞ 

OKAY. SEVERAL THINGS here. 

Tino had come to this school in the hopes of striking up an inter-university partnership between his drama club and theirs, that much he was sure of from the start. Then from out of nowhere, yesterday’s mystery flirter appeared in a skirt, surrounded by a large gaggle of girls who--from the looks of them--seemed to be at her beck and call, and now, they were staring straight at him too. They looked from him to her, as if torn between two possible “idols”, their little palms wrapped together before their chests, hearts in their eyes, swoons falling from their mouths, and all that fangirl jazz--even the folks back at Tino’s school never got this starstruck. 

As if that wasn’t enough, this school’s drama club president came sauntering out, told Tino he’d be with him soon, and then gave the aforementioned mystery flirter (Kashima?) a huge kick in the heiney, sending her rolling along as the girls around them gasped in horror. And while that had been surprising enough (Tino had never ever seen antics of this calibre back at his school; compared to here, everyone back there seemed sane and extremely tame), the cherry on top came when Hori himself ordered Kashima to “show Tino to the room.”

The room.

Tino’s eyes widened as the realization dawned on him in a second--Kashima was in this school’s drama club? 

No way! How the heck was that possible? Could such a coincidence even be real? “W-wa--” he’d started to say, but Kashima interrupted him first, her form crumpled on the ground as she reached forward very suddenly and grabbed at his shoe. He resisted the urge to grab it back. When she spoke to him again (and what a statement it was), a look of confused surprise crossed his face. “What are you talking about--?!”

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justastraightupmess‌: hiko !

‘ Hm.’ He huffed, raising both brows in a look that most definitely said “do I know that?”. Hiko shrugged, ‘ It seemed like that’s what you were implying.’ He replied, curling his arms tighter around the other. Hiko was still getting used to Cabbage, his tolerance for him had certainly grown, but he was a long way away from being friendly with the canine. Though if he had to say, he was probably the dog he dislikes least. He nodded, resisting the urge to smile ever so slightly when he felt lips upon his forehead. ‘ Yeah, I suppose. We can worry about me starving your dog in the future then.’ He hummed sarcastically.

JUST HAD TO get one sarcastic little nugget in, huh? “Don’t ruin the moment,” said Tino as he buried his face in his boyfriend’s hair, voice muffled. He hugged Hiko tighter and snuggled in even closer (as if this was still possible, considering how very little space there already was left between the two of them). “I mean it, though--thanks for being thoughtful.” He moved from dark locks down to soft, smooth cheeks--Tino nuzzled his nose against the other’s skin, humming softly all the while. As important as it was to him that Hiko eventually come to like Cabbage, it wasn’t really that urgent of a matter right now.

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justastraightupmess‌: hiko !

Hiko wriggled ever so slightly when the others grip tightened and he squeezed, his expression turning into a small reluctant pout. He rolled his eyes at Tino’s, he wasn’t a monster, he wouldn’t let Cabbage starve, he didn’t like dogs but he wouldn’t actively let any starve to death. ‘ Jeez Tino, is that what you think of me? Do you really think I’d let your dog starve ?’ He muttered, and despite his annoyed tone he nuzzled against him still. He chose not to comment about the ignoring part. He wouldn’t… ignore Cabbage, but he certainly wasn’t planning on getting all that friendly with him either.

“OH, YOU KNOW that’s not what I think of you,” he said, laughing. Hiko and Cabbage still weren’t friends yet--it would take some more time, of this he was sure--but at the very least, Hiko was civil enough with the pupper. No more running up on top of couches and chairs or yelling and locking himself away. Hiko still didn’t interact with him much and preferred not to be in the same room, but that was a lot of progress, considering his nature. “Anyway, that’s all in the future...” He planted a kiss on Hiko’s forehead yet again. “Thanks for being so thoughtful, hon.”

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Oh my, what’s this? A random kitty Hiko sneaking up on an unsuspecting Tino? Tails swishing back and forth mischievously? You bet. And when he’s in range he wraps his arms around Tino from behind, giving a small /gentle/ nip to his ear, licking the spot then nuzzling against him after. By the way he’s purring he seems quite pleased with the prey (also known as Tino) he’s caught.

FUNNILY ENOUGH, TINO was watching a documentary on island predators in his phone, a little thing he’d gotten into recently–animal documentaries were interesting to watch even before, but he’d never sought it out until now; the calming nature sounds and soothing narrations were ideal for a little idle time and relaxation. As a result, his body wasn’t at all attuned to anything that was happening around him. Fully wrapped up in the program he was watching, Tino sat back against the couch, legs folded up before him. He didn’t notice the cat approaching until it was too late.

Just as the snakes snatched up the hatchling in the video, he felt a sudden gentle nipping at his ear, and right away, he stiffened, inhaling a sharp breath of air. The feel of tiny pointed teeth was soon replaced by something soft, slightly rough, and wet–it tickled. “Wha–?”

From out of nowhere, a wild kitty Hiko had appeared!

…Wait a second. A wild kitty Hiko. Was this reality? Or some kind of weird fantasy his mind had cooked up? Nuzzling came in soon after, and he turned his head, chuckling at the pleasant feeling. A pair of soft black ears came into view, and he blinked. Had Hiko really gone into cat mode without his prompting? Was this… was this a treat of some kind…?

“Whoa–what’s… what’s the occasion?” he grinned, right before leaning over to plant a kiss on his boyfriend’s cheek. “Not that I mind, of course.”

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backstagebaae‌: tino kiritani !

TINO TRIED HIS best not to question exactly what he’d just promised. The temptation to backtrack and reconsider was great, the very simple act of thinking “wait, what did I just say” equally hard to resist—but that would be unfair to Lee and would only end up hurting her even more (which was the exact opposite of what he was intending to do here). Hearing the bear repeat after him—responsibility, of all words—only solidified for Tino just what he’d done. He was taking this into his own hands, pledging to her something he wasn’t really sure he could do in the first place.

And then, before he could say or do anything else, Lee began to laugh. It was small and soft—like a sudden little giggle—but it rang across the empty room. Tino’s brow furrowed, and once again, before he could act, Lee—the giant bear—called him strange.

He tilted his head. He wouldn’t call himself taken aback, but her words did surprise him. A lot. “Wh-what…” he said, mostly to himself, under his breath. Lee only continued, and at her words, Tino felt his heart soften yet again. His heart rate slowed as he willed his panic to die down. Her tears, coupled with her smile—the strangest sight on an actual, live bear—only succeeded in turning his heart into mush. He inhaled, unaware that he was holding his breath as both he and Lee stayed silent for a time.

When the bear spoke again, he let go of his breath.

She wanted to try.

There was no turning back from this, that much was clear—but at the same time, Tino found he didn’t really want to take it back. Other than his intention to not hurt Lee all over again, that glimmer of hope on her furry face was hard to miss. Even if Tino had absolutely no idea what he was getting into, perhaps it would be worth it if he got to help. Simply saying sorry was putting a band-aid on the wound, but actually doing something to make sure she wasn’t hurt that way again…

Tino watched her bow. Her words weighed heavy on his shoulders, but her hope and silent enthusiasm moved him.

He bowed as well. “Let’s work together, Lee-san.”

Yerin felt Tino bow too as she remained folded over before him, the slight sweep of air brushing at her as he moved in her peripheral. Somehow that made it feel more official. Though it wasn’t even close to the reality of their situation, it almost felt as if she had just joined a CLUB. That rush of motivation …  the excitement!  Yerin wiped her eyes with the back of her paw one more last time before straightening with a loud ❝ Mm ! ❞ Happiness hummed in her throat as she faced him, amazed, bewildered, beatific. It was extraordinary how things could change within the span of a few minutes – to go from clinging to a shred of hope, grateful to finally end worry and just fall … to having someone reach out and steady her, even at risk to themselves. Her body had turned to air. 

– but she quickly returned to the ground when she heard the chatter of students growing louder, accompanied by the patter of footsteps, Yerin remembered her duties and promise. She doubted everyone wanted to return to their classroom with stacked desks still looking like French barricade ( or actually, their class was so playful, maybe they’d think it was fun …  ). Nonetheless she grabbed the leg of a chair hurriedly to get a move on. ❝ Ah – I think class will be starting soon! ❞ She was still ready with more thank you’s, gratitude well-blended in with her nervous scrambling now as she thought Tino might return to join his friends, but with two pairs of – well, one pair of hands, one pair of paws, they were able to make quick work of it together. 

It felt like the whole lunch period had finished in a flash by the time Yerin was seated at her desk again, taking out her textbooks as the teacher entered. But with a moment of relative quiet as her fellow classmates simmered down, the weight of her new circumstances came crashing in. Still delighted and ever grateful, Yerin found another feeling slowly dipping into her consciousness — she was a little confused.

 Come to think of it … what did Tino’s promise mean? 

What was he going to do? 

How did someone … fix this situation? 

Was he going to find her an astronaut suit she could wear over her fur? 

Yerin blinked at her desk, wonder surging in waves as she tried to imagine what would happen now. Yet still the uncertainty did nothing to wash away her hope even then. From the moment Tino had even showed her the message board, proudly showing off his club’s efforts – from the moment she had even been introduced to the club president, even – she knew he was someone to believe in.