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[chronicgambler]

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[yumenope]

Is it possible to be each other’s muse?

( it’s a hypothetical. an honest honest. he lifts a brow but then laughs, still moving back towards the bedroom. )

Just kidding. You know I don’t prescribe to the norm. I’m happy to be your muse, if you’d like.

( he smiles, soft, still tired as he takes dice’s cheek into his hand when they’re in the doorway to the bedroom. ) If bringing a spark into your life is something I can do, I’m glad to do it.

[chronicgambler]

You do. Every day.

[He smiles back, nuzzling Gentaro's palm before pressing his lips to it.]

'd be dead if you weren't around. I'm just stupid like that.

[yumenope]

Nonsense. You were doing quite well — at least in the breathing department — before we met.

( such a jerk!!! but he moves to kiss his throat until he drops a warm, open mouthed one against dice’s addicting lips. )

I want to be yours in every way.

[chronicgambler]

Mmm... Don't wanna breathe. Wanna kiss.

[He laughs softly, wrapping his arms around Gentaro and leaning on the door frame.]

I wanna be yours. Everybody else is boring.

[yumenope]

They clearly just don’t know you as well as I do.

( now that’s a statement. he never suspected he’d ever be able to truthfully say that in his life.

he leans even more into the doorframe and sucks in a deep breath between slow kisses. )

Happy Valentine’s Day.

[chronicgambler]

You too, babe.

[Mumbled right against Gentaro's lips.

He's gone. He loves more than he ever thought possible. He wants to be with Gentaro until the end of everything. It's just really hard to explain that. So...]

'm gonna keep you.

[yumenope]

( oh god. he’s never wanted to be kept before but here it is, right here. it’s everything he ever fucking wanted and so much more. )

I would hope so. I’m not going anywhere.

( he smiles against their lips and kisses him a bit harder, a bit more desperate to convey just how much he means that.

the old part of him wants to say “it’s my apartment after all~” but instead he says: ) I love you.

[chronicgambler]

Love you.

[Not going anywhere. Dice gets that. He'd hate his life if it didn't have Gentaro in it. He's Gentaro's until the end. Someday he'll have the courage to say it properly. To make it official.]

I mean it. I love you...

[yumenope]

( this morning, today, he feels it more than ever. he knows it more than ever that dice loves him and isn’t running away. he wants this to be a part of him forever. )

So sentimental this morning. Where is my Dice? ( a feigned gasp but then he decides to be more serious as he presses their foreheads together. )

I’m yours for always. I mean that in more ways than I can ever think to put into words, pen or not.

[chronicgambler]

Dice's still in bed...

[Stifling a yawn.]

'm gonna make you say 'em. All of 'em. I wanna hear...

[What a silly sappy thing he is this morning.]

...Got a bet on a couple.

[Oh there it is.]