[ goshi watches kento take his tea, stand up, and approach him like the prim and proper diva he usually is. he stays rooted in spot, neither backing down nor advancing forward but it's not like he has to do anything to see the ugly bruise in plain sight. it looked like it hurt, whenever it happened.
kento wouldn't have been careless enough to let someone snipe him on the face like that. ]
I don't really pay attention to that stuff.
[ whenever kento gets close enough, goshi couldn't stop himself from reaching out to touch the space above the bruise, calloused fingers delicately caressing the soft skin. ]
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kento wouldn't have been careless enough to let someone snipe him on the face like that. ]
I don't really pay attention to that stuff.
[ whenever kento gets close enough, goshi couldn't stop himself from reaching out to touch the space above the bruise, calloused fingers delicately caressing the soft skin. ]
It doesn't suit you at all.