[Murasakibara makes a grumbly, huffy sort of noise as the tips of his ears burn red, fingers curling a little into the back of his shirt.]
See what I mean? [But it's not like he dislikes it at all, a shiver going down his spine. He doesn't particulalrly think about his looks too much or put much care into himself beyond the basics. Girls--and most other people, if they're being honest--found him too big and too intimidating to really look at him beyond that. Himuro was one of the few--if only--people to compliment him on these attributes and mean it in a way beyond what it means for playing basketball.
So if Himuro says he's handsome, then maybe he is. But it doesn't matter who else thinks so, so long as <he does. Still--] Only you think things like that. [He mumbles, pressing his mouth to Himuro's throat, licking a stripe up his neck before latching onto his pulse.] But it'd be annoying if others did too... [So, it's fine, he supposes, even if he'd like to pretend he totally doesn't care about it all.]
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See what I mean? [But it's not like he dislikes it at all, a shiver going down his spine. He doesn't particulalrly think about his looks too much or put much care into himself beyond the basics. Girls--and most other people, if they're being honest--found him too big and too intimidating to really look at him beyond that. Himuro was one of the few--if only--people to compliment him on these attributes and mean it in a way beyond what it means for playing basketball.
So if Himuro says he's handsome, then maybe he is. But it doesn't matter who else thinks so, so long as <he does. Still--] Only you think things like that. [He mumbles, pressing his mouth to Himuro's throat, licking a stripe up his neck before latching onto his pulse.] But it'd be annoying if others did too... [So, it's fine, he supposes, even if he'd like to pretend he totally doesn't care about it all.]