[Is Dime saying that the rest of his light fixtures are in danger...?
Well, whatever. It's worth it to have Dime with him. Maybe he'll just by standing lamps or something. They'll find a way to make it work!
And, suddenly, he finds himself being buried in an expanse of wendigo fur.]
Mghh--?!
[His head is spinning from the rough affection, but in a good way, he thinks. It's something so unique to Dime, like his fur and hooves and antlers. He's pretty sure he'll never be able to get enough of it. He breathes in Dime's unique sent, buries his face willingly his boyfriend's rough mane.
(It kind of tickles. He heroically resists the urge to sneeze-- Ah, he can't take it any longer! He pulls away, rubbing at his nose.)]
Mm! Lots and lots of food! [He's (pretty sure) Dime was joking, but more food can't hurt. Maybe he'll actually learn to cook? Hiroshi always says he should learn, now that he had more or less settled in his apartment permanently.]
Eheheh... I don't really know what decorations I want either - [which Dime can probably see for himself] - so let's just pick out something we both like. Let's go!
[He grabs Dime's hand, all thoughts of the broken glass forgotten. Maybe they're leaving the apartment a little too quickly (since they just got here), but Haru had never let something as minor as that stop him before.]
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Date: 2017-03-25 11:03 am (UTC)Well, whatever. It's worth it to have Dime with him. Maybe he'll just by standing lamps or something. They'll find a way to make it work!
And, suddenly, he finds himself being buried in an expanse of wendigo fur.]
Mghh--?!
[His head is spinning from the rough affection, but in a good way, he thinks. It's something so unique to Dime, like his fur and hooves and antlers. He's pretty sure he'll never be able to get enough of it. He breathes in Dime's unique sent, buries his face willingly his boyfriend's rough mane.
(It kind of tickles. He heroically resists the urge to sneeze-- Ah, he can't take it any longer! He pulls away, rubbing at his nose.)]
Mm! Lots and lots of food! [He's (pretty sure) Dime was joking, but more food can't hurt. Maybe he'll actually learn to cook? Hiroshi always says he should learn, now that he had more or less settled in his apartment permanently.]
Eheheh... I don't really know what decorations I want either - [which Dime can probably see for himself] - so let's just pick out something we both like. Let's go!
[He grabs Dime's hand, all thoughts of the broken glass forgotten. Maybe they're leaving the apartment a little too quickly (since they just got here), but Haru had never let something as minor as that stop him before.]