[Honestly, who else could put up with Murasakibara eccentricities? He doubts anyone else would really have the patience for it, and he knows that Himuro's patience does have its limits. He's just aware that everyone else's limits are probably a lot less.
He thinks himself pretty lucky, even if he doesn't say such things out loud. It's conveyed through the little touche, the kisses, the way he gives in more easily to Himuro's suggestions and actually listens to him. Murasakibara won't go as far as thinking their relationship is very special or unique, but it's theirs'.]
Tatsuya. [A murmur of his given name, something like a warning, because if he keeps it up, Murasakibara is going to want to keep going too, his interest stirring. Not that he'd mind if it kept like this too, and he reaches up to tug at Himuro's arm, wanting to pull him from the bed and onto the floor with him--or ore specifically onto his lap.]
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He thinks himself pretty lucky, even if he doesn't say such things out loud. It's conveyed through the little touche, the kisses, the way he gives in more easily to Himuro's suggestions and actually listens to him. Murasakibara won't go as far as thinking their relationship is very special or unique, but it's theirs'.]
Tatsuya. [A murmur of his given name, something like a warning, because if he keeps it up, Murasakibara is going to want to keep going too, his interest stirring. Not that he'd mind if it kept like this too, and he reaches up to tug at Himuro's arm, wanting to pull him from the bed and onto the floor with him--or ore specifically onto his lap.]