[oowada knows when daiya is coming home but he's not saying anything until he has to. he'd much rather lay here like this, sweaty and naked and gross, pressed along the sweet lines of ishimaru's body. lines and bare hints of curves he's become familiar with, a sort of body he didn't think he ever would but then he met ishimaru and his definition of a man grew, expanded. to allow him these quiet moments, letting him drink in the sight of pink, marked skin.
the marks are mostly for fun, to see how loud he can make ishimaru, to see if he'll punch him (again), and for that small insecure part of himself, a reminder of oowada. he doesn't get to see ishimaru as much as he would like, not when they're so busy and their time together seem like stolen moments more than anything else. it's worth it though, no matter if they spend the time arguing, on his bike, or out grabbing a bite. if anything, that small insecure part grows everyday when he thinks about the future, about after graduation. he's young but, the gang won't be forever - daiya and him discuss this too much nowadays.
he knows though, even if he's not very smart and he'll have to work everyday wearing his hands and feet to the bone, he'd like ishimaru to be forever. if ishimaru, the honor student who isn't afraid to fight him on bullshit, will want someone like him for that long.
he curls a little closer, holding the other boy tighter.]
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the marks are mostly for fun, to see how loud he can make ishimaru, to see if he'll punch him (again), and for that small insecure part of himself, a reminder of oowada. he doesn't get to see ishimaru as much as he would like, not when they're so busy and their time together seem like stolen moments more than anything else. it's worth it though, no matter if they spend the time arguing, on his bike, or out grabbing a bite. if anything, that small insecure part grows everyday when he thinks about the future, about after graduation. he's young but, the gang won't be forever - daiya and him discuss this too much nowadays.
he knows though, even if he's not very smart and he'll have to work everyday wearing his hands and feet to the bone, he'd like ishimaru to be forever. if ishimaru, the honor student who isn't afraid to fight him on bullshit, will want someone like him for that long.
he curls a little closer, holding the other boy tighter.]