Softly enough, he let his fingers wander over Kosukes chest, drawing patterns into the thick skin that lay beneath him, all the while he wondered just how any of this was happening. He was a bit smitten with this guy, he had to admit that, but not only just that, he couldn't help but wish all of his clients were more like that. Owning up to all they did, treating him better than just a piece of meat, but Gin knew that that was a ridiculous way of thinking. Fuck, why would he even do that? It made little sense anyway. "That's one way to relax, but you could still drink something at home and watch a movie as well, isn't that a bit cheaper? ... Probably less exciting, though." And as for Gin himself, when did he ever have evenings or nights off? That hardly happened, and while he could sleep in during daytime, he mostly worked. One day a week was, what he had for himself, and sometimes, it wasn't even that. But why would he care? Yakuza were always on the go, he was sure. "I won't, unless you tell me it's something like, I don't know, super ridiculous?", he teased Kosuke a bit. "Hm, probably the 1977 version of House? It doesn't hold up that well, but it's worth a watch.", Gin whispered. Since when was talking to a stranger this easy?
Kosuke was a man he didn't know he needed or wanted in his life, much less that he think that someone like him was capable of making him happy, just like that, in the sudden blink of an eye, but he chuckled to himself as he heard his next few words. "I'm just guessing, and I'm probably right ~", the redhead teased and even was about to show Kosuke his tongue, but maybe that was too much. Sometimes, it was better to have a half-gentle approach to stuff like that - in the end, he'd never know what would come back to bite him in the ass. "Huh. Would you be ... interested in still learning some stuff, though?", Gin wanted to know. In the end, it seemed life was a bit more favorable to him, or at least for a little bit longer, and yet, even then, Kosuke wasn't going to fall off of the face of the earth if he kept doing what he was doing. He hummed a bit, slightly at the very least, as he looked away from his partner for the night, up to the ceiling, almost as if to check something. "A few times, but it's always a bit different. Still, my condolences. If that's appropriate to you." Never would he have said that to anyone else, and yet, he did say it to this man, who seemed like he needed a gentle hand - maybe that was why Gin brushed some hair out of his face and just cuddled with him. "Me neither.", he admitted, looking back at Kosuke. "I get you. I should have been about to graduate now, but things change. I loathed university.", he snickered, as if that were truly funny. Oh, how deep the two of them fell, it seemed. "Do you want to come back? I'd be happy."
Kosuke was a man he didn't know he needed or wanted in his life, much less that he think that someone like him was capable of making him happy, just like that, in the sudden blink of an eye, but he chuckled to himself as he heard his next few words. "I'm just guessing, and I'm probably right ~", the redhead teased and even was about to show Kosuke his tongue, but maybe that was too much. Sometimes, it was better to have a half-gentle approach to stuff like that - in the end, he'd never know what would come back to bite him in the ass. "Huh. Would you be ... interested in still learning some stuff, though?", Gin wanted to know. In the end, it seemed life was a bit more favorable to him, or at least for a little bit longer, and yet, even then, Kosuke wasn't going to fall off of the face of the earth if he kept doing what he was doing. He hummed a bit, slightly at the very least, as he looked away from his partner for the night, up to the ceiling, almost as if to check something. "A few times, but it's always a bit different. Still, my condolences. If that's appropriate to you." Never would he have said that to anyone else, and yet, he did say it to this man, who seemed like he needed a gentle hand - maybe that was why Gin brushed some hair out of his face and just cuddled with him. "Me neither.", he admitted, looking back at Kosuke. "I get you. I should have been about to graduate now, but things change. I loathed university.", he snickered, as if that were truly funny. Oh, how deep the two of them fell, it seemed. "Do you want to come back? I'd be happy."
Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.