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[stagnantflicker]

I know you're nervous, but it's time to run an stop wondering how hard you'll fall!

Besides, a challenge is always fun. If you fail spectacularly, at least you'll do better next time you try, and you know you like the challenge. That's why we'd be a good fit.

Also, do you really think my baby cousin should be allowed to run loose like that? Someone needs to at least make an attempt to keep him in better shape.

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[counterintel]

[Just tipping his head up there to look at him.]

I feel the same way.

[You knew that already though, right?]

[stagnantflicker]

[Shisui now feels like and utter sap. Total sap. So sticky sweet he needs a shower.]

I know, but you're cuter when you smile.

[Shisui closes his eyes. Itachi won't let him be a sap for long, so he might as well enjoy it.]

[counterintel]

[Well, you are.]

Shisui...

[He's not 'cute' don't be ridiculous and-- you've closed your eyes again.

He'll just stay still this time. It hurt too much to know that it had been the last time when he'd pulled away so quickly before.]

[stagnantflicker]

It's the eyelashes. You could always get rid of them.

[Contact maintained? Itachi must be feeling bad about before.]

[counterintel]

Everyone has eyelashes.

[Read: wtf Shisui.

Hm. Something like that. He's struggling to resist the urge to wrap you in a hug here, Shisui.]

[stagnantflicker]

But...yours are super long. They're tickling me.

[Not that Shisui minds at all, no...]

[counterintel]

[Oops, you blew it.

Not one to be a nuisance he pulls away slightly.]

Now they're not.

[stagnantflicker]

[Shisui sighs.]

Maybe I like the little tickle flutter of eyelashes.

[Shisui reaches up and tugs on Itachi's sleeve.]

And you smell good, come back.

[counterintel]

[Shisui, stop making him smile.

He leans in a little closer though, glancing up at him before resting his forehead on Shisui's shoulder.

He'd said it before, so he wouldn't say it again - but he'd missed him.]

I smell like me.

[stagnantflicker]

[Shisui chuckles. He has an Itachi on his shoulder, and he must resist the urge to hug his head.]

Which is why you smell good. See, I associate that smell with being safe and happy, so it's the best smell.

[Maybe after some foods, but Shisui knows enough about smooth talking not to mention that.]

[counterintel]

[Please-- keep resisting that urge. At least if you're going to hug him make sure it's not going to suffocate.]

The best? [That head on your shoulder didn't last too long, see what you did?]

Better than curry?

[stagnantflicker]

{Shisui rolls his eyes.]

Over all, yeah. Curry doesn't keep me from having nightmares.

[counterintel]

[Roll your eyes all you like. He's not convince--]

It does keep you alive though.

[Anything to help him ignore the weight of that statement, Shisui.]

[stagnantflicker]

...I could always nibble on you if I get hungry, but, really, there are things a lot more important that food.

[Shisui shrugs, slightly sober now.]

I can always find something to eat. I can't always find you, so that puts you ahead of curry.

[counterintel]

[Shisui - you say the most bizarre things sometimes.]

Fine.

[Because deep down he knows this is an argument he is never going to win.]

[stagnantflicker]

[Shisui tries to scoot a little closer and smiles.]

Come on, would you rather see me or have lunch?

[counterintel]

[Hm. You're very close Shisui... Maybe too close? He'll just lean back slightly.]

I could get lunch any time.

[stagnantflicker]

{This is a fun game! Shisui leans closer and wonders if Itachi will fall over backwards or get up and leave.]

See, my point. Logical and Itachi approved.

[counterintel]

[Honestly. You test him. He's going to tip back a little more. If you fall on him you'll never hear the end of it.]

Mn.

[stagnantflicker]

[Just a tiiiiiiiiiny bit closer. Hope you brushed your teeth this morning.]

Very eloquent.

[counterintel]

[Three times. What? He ate twice this morning. Ah-- that's a hand reaching back to try and stay upright.]

Shisui.

[stagnantflicker]

[Just a fraction closer, head definitely in your space now.]

Yeah?

[counterintel]

[For goodness sake, he's just going to tip his head to the side, frowning at youuuu.]

What are you doing?