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I won't force you, but I'm still going to worry about you. That's part of this whole package.

[ His hand slowly trails up Sholmes' back, brushing his fingers into the bottom of his hair. ]

I just want you knowing this is a two way street.

...

[He can't help but relax at the touch, sinking into it. He doesn't answer at the moment, just sliding a hand down the other's back gently.]

...I do feel quite lucky to have you at my side. I may be the luckiest gentleman in the world.

[ Well, he'll be placated at that. ]

Then that makes me he luckiest superhero.

[ Don't mind as he places maybe a light kiss on his neck. ]

Hm.

[He smiles at the kiss, cupping the back of his neck gently as he turns his head to kiss the top of his head again.]

I wouldn't want to hear anything less, my dear.

[ There's a breathy little laugh at that, words falling off for now, though. Don't mind him planting a few more kisses at his neck, the last couple trailing a bit upward. ]

Ah-!

[He laughs at that, because it tickles! He's turning his head just to aim a fond look down at him.]

You really are ever so eager!

[ He looks up at him with a bit of a grin. ]

Does that bother you?

[He shakes his head.]

Not at all. It's you, after all.

Also, I'm so eager because it's you.

[ He shifts to plant one more kiss onto Sholmes' jaw and moves so he's able to rest his forehead against the other's, knocking his hat off from Sholmes' head. His eyes are focused on him, something burning just a bit under the surface. ]

[Ah, that really is the look of a fiery superhero, alright. Sholmes lets out an amused little huff, not at all sorry for the loss of the hat. One hand moves to cup the other's ear as he smirks.]

Come now, man. If you want something, you really must reach out and take it, hm?

Well, if you insist on it.

[ His fingers tighten just a bit into Sholmes' hair, the other hand lifting to rest on his neck. He doesn't hesitate to just lean in and press their lips together. ]

[looks at every mod who is reading this you know who you are. ITS WEEK 1]

[Anyways he has no resistance - with a light noise he's shifting his fingers through Kotetsu's hair and kissing him back.]

[It's nice. It's really quite nice.]

[ soft dads must be the new thing, i guess? ]

[ His head tilts a bit, applying just a bit more pressure, but keeping it light. For now, at least. It's just going to soak up this feeling of being with someone again like this. There's a slight sigh of relief against the kiss. ]

[Sholmes takes whatever the other gives him - with a hum, he's just lazily returning the favor with the added pressure from his end, just enjoying it as it is.]

[Irene is probably reaching up her little hare head to boop Finley on the nose while this is happening.]

[ Don't mind as he sneaks in a little bite on Sholmes' lower lip. Nothing hard by any means, just a small tease as he smiles into the kiss.

Finley's tail flicks at that and sorry, little hare, the tiger is licking the top of her head. ]

[He lets out a surprised noise at that, then a huff, like the start of a laugh. It doesn't deter, him, however, from continuing the kiss.]

[Irene lets out a little chirp, ears going back only to let the tiger lick over her head, leaning her body against the fluffiness of the bigger animal.]

[ Kotetsu can't say he doesn't enjoy catching Sholmes a bit off guard. Turnabout is fair play, perhaps? But it's also kind of cute. His nose gently rubs against Sholmes', part of him just wanting to soak up this tender feeling for longer, but also wanting something more. Hm.

In that case, Finley is just going to be casually grooming Irene, letting out a soft purr as he dotes on the hare. ]

Ha.

[He breaks the kiss momentarily, eyes closed. He just lets Kotetsu's nose rub against his for a few seconds, enjoying the sensation. He feels very warm. It's all very warm. The rushed thoughts of his mind are dimmed down for this one moment.]

[Meanwhile Irene is very content, eyes closed and everything. Tiger grooming...it's nice.]

[ When that happens, Kotetsu moves both hands to Sholmes' jaw, resting there as if he's holding Sholmes like he's the most important treasure to him. ]

Tell me what you want.

[ His voice is barely above a whisper. And honestly? He doesn't even care if he gets some outlandish or ridiculous answer. He just wants to hear what comes to mind. This is the look of a man willing to do literally anything for the one in front of him.

Finley is equally pleased. Happy to be taking care of Irene like this. ]

[It's so much.]

[It's so much. Sholmes is so much, constantly, every day, every minute, thinking, constantly thinking, and in this moment, having this kind of quiet moment where everything is okay, he can enjoy it all, and not have to worry, not have to think, just for this one moment...]

[(Something inside twists, bittersweetly - there was someone who he was this happy with, wasn't he? But does it compare to this? This feels real. This feels incredibly real.)]

[His gaze casts away, before he just closes his eyes.]

I...don't know.

[The kind of pressure behind that loving gaze is...]

[He just clenches the other's shoulder, paralyzed by indecision.]

I don't know.

[ The stare remains fixed on Shomles. He's sorry, but he's not really the one to back down or shy away from things sometimes. Especially when he cares about the person.

Very gently, his thumbs brush along his cheeks, trying to get him to calm down. Trying to help him not to stress out. He knows his resources are limited.

And that's when Finley gives Irene one more lick and stands up. She's not abandoning the hare, but there's something important here. She comes over and just butts her head against Sholmes' leg. Wanting to help comfort whatever he's going through.

Yep, Kotetsu's manifested soul is trying help. ]

[What does he do? Where does he go from here? What does he say? This isn't a mystery to happily throw himself into. He lets out a low sigh, and then he feels something touching him in the leg.]

...?

[He opens his eyes to see Finley nudging him. He blinks, surprised, and reaches forward, as if unconsciously - he hesitates. And then reaches to gently place a hand on her head.]

[He's ready to draw back any moment. This feels...like something he shouldn't be allowed to do, but at the same time....]

[Well.]

[She's already touching him, isn't she?]

[ There is not revulsion like how it was seen by them during that gruesome fight yesterday. No, this is complete acceptance. Warmth. Positive feelings.

Finley and Kotetsu are okay with this. Sharing that piece of them both with Sholmes and Sholmes alone. Her head rests against him, that same content purring that helped put them asleep against the tower. ]

It's fine. Even if you don't know. I won't leave.

[ He won't push this further, nor will he draw away. That's a part of it. Maybe if they had just gotten wrapped up in things... Well, who knows what really would have happened.

This, though? He can handle it. He asked for some of those layers to be peeled away. ]

Right.

[He says, dimly. He's touching a daemon. He's touching someone's soul. And Kotetsu is looking at him like that, like he's some grand sun in the sky - and isn't he? He's a great detective, after all. But this is different than the awed looks of a crowd. Its just Kotetsu, and Kotetsu alone, and again, there's that bittersweet yet painful twist in his chest. It's just like that time. So many years ago, and that someone had looked at him...and that someone had...]

["I won't leave".]

[It's those specific words that hit him like an arrow to the chest, a strike ever so true, and even though he's raising his hand to cover his eyes, they're already filling with tears.]

[His voice is hoarse.]

Please...don't. Don't...I mean. Don't leave.

[ Seeing Sholmes get this vulnerable makes his heart ache. It isn't in a completely bad way. Having this prideful and rather flippant man opening up like this? He knows it isn't easy. He's dealt with people hiding their emotions. Hell, he's been that one, hiding important things.

Even if Sholmes is trying to cover his face, he takes that hand in his own and pulling it away like he's made of spun glass right now.

Kotetsu leans forward to place a kiss softly on his forehead, then kissing the corner of his eye. His lips linger there as he whispers: ]

I won't. I'm here with you.

[ And his tone should ring true that he means it. ]

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