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[ It actually takes him a while to get back to that retort because he's taking a few more forkfuls to make up for that longass speech he gave. ]

Course I am!

[ Small smirk as he dabs at his mouth. ]

The company makes it twice as good though and it's brilliant on its own.

You're such a flirt. Are all westerners like this? [ Was this a cultural thing? Was Ron just forward? Did he just have 'Yellow Fever'? So many questions and no answers. ]

You know, me boss used to say the same thing when I spent too much time with the secretarial pool.

[ Answer: it's just him. ]

'Stop planning your after hour parties on company time, mister Knox' or 'get back to work, you sodding skirtchaser or it'll be a paycut' if he was feeling particularly rancid that day.

Oh? So you're admitting that you're a playboy?

[ A small shrug and a grin as he leans forward ever so slightly. ]

Can't help it if I've been known to appreciate a pretty young thing on more'n one occasion...

[ You!!! ]

It's a good thing no one in this temple fits that description.

[ Just making it easier and easier... ]

Oh, I could prolly name someone...

[ Small knowing smirk as he sips at his water. ]

You know, it's actually funny you should say that. Maybe I can too.

Ronald Knox.

[ Oh so kitty's flirting back now, is he? He does chuckle at that though. ]

Beating me to the punch, eh? Was going to say you though but blimey, you've beaten me at my own game.

[ And a smirk. ]

Course, can't rightly appreciate myself, now can I?

Then I guess it's good that I can do it for you, hm?

And if not me, plenty of others, for sure.

[ Damn, man. You're actually raking in the points today. He has to appreciate a sincere comment like that. ]

Tell you what then. You appreciate me and I can go appreciate you back. Fair? No one'll be the wiser.

Well, if it's you, I guess it's okay.

S'what I've been telling you. I may be a cad... but m'not that sort of cad.

[ Sorry buddy, but he's just gonna employ that signature smoothness to reach over, curl one hand over Watanuki's before sitting up slightly just to allow himself to press a kiss to the back of that hand before releasing it. ]

Skirtchaser and flirt I may be... but no one's ever called me a liar.

[ Oh wait, whoa, is he kissing him on the-- ]

[ Haaaand.... oh no, that smoothness.... ]

I almost wish you were lying but at the same time if you were lying I'd kill you.

If you keep on flirting with me you're going to get into trouble.

Yeah, I prolly will.

[ His flirtatious nature always did get him into trouble.. but it never really did matter. Trouble was fun sometimes. ]

Little risk never hurt anyone though... and it'll be fun while it lasts, eh?

[ Fun while it lasts. He knew this--Ron was already taken... so it wasn't as if this was going to be a thing forever. Watanuki suddenly felt like he was being watched, or that he was on some sort of strange timer. But the feeling was fleeting, and he slowly glanced down to his meal. ]

[ Little risk never hurt anyone. Well that certainly wasn't true, and he had his doubts, but he realized his heart was doing strange little pounds in his chest, but another part of him was telling him not to care. What would Yuuko tell him to do? Go with his instinct. Was this instinct? Or something else? ]

[ He was thinking about it too much, so he decided to stop thinking. He took a bite of his food, chewing, before nodding his head. ]

You're right. [ He was too far away to kiss him, so instead, his bare foot prodded against Ron's shin. It slowly moved to the inside of his leg, and then upwards, gently rubbing against the man's ankle, then up, just below his knee. ]

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[ Oh, now this was interesting. This certainly wasn't anything he was expecting.

He's dead. He's been dead for a while now so little risks never were a problem. His resilience and pain tolerance was certainly more than a normal human could take. Even when he was alive, he'd always risked his neck for something interesting, something fun... and definitely something pretty on more than one occasion. This, he figures, isn't all that different.

There's a smirk on his face right now because if that wandering foot is anything to go by, someone's dying to get kissed again.

So he doesn't quite respond in kind, instead, his hand going to curl around the other's again, his thumb lightly trailing over his knuckles and over the base of his thumb to brush against his wrist. ]

You're playing a dangerous game, sweetheart...

Oh? I thought a certain someone didn't mind taking risks. Are you chickening out now?

[ And a snicker. ]

Only chickening out if you are.

Don't put it back on me! [ And his indignant expression returned, but it was accompanied by his cheeks flushing a warm pink. ] And don't look at me like that.

Are you going to kiss me or not?

[ Good thing he's finished his share of the meal at least because that's the sort of challenge he can't pass up. There's a pause as he takes another drink before wiping his mouth and silently getting up.

In two strides, he's over by Watanuki's side before leaning in with his one hand resting on the table. ]

Daresay someone's taken a bit of a shine to getting snogged...

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....you got me to applaud. gj

he's becoming self-aware!!!!

quick get the tranqs!

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nah that clock ticking down was just a reaper staring into your soul and seeing your time no big

then I guess you can see I'm gonna be 17 for a very LONG TIME

NOW I WANNA WRITE A DRABBLE GDIT

DO IT DO IT DO IT

WHEN MY BRAIN COOPERATES

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