dear_mun | (no subject)

People're fond enough of them to stick them in jars and spread them on toast.

I'm fond of you.

Edited 2013-05-05 07:55 (UTC)

Enough to put me into a jar?

Not a jar. No air in a jar.

Poke holes in the lid of it! Give me little rose petals to nibble on, and stoke my hair once a day, and make sure I get plenty of sunlight, and keep me near a music box. Keep me in your pocket when you go out.

Or you can walk along beside me.

That's nice, too.

Watch out for the other captains, though. You're exactly their type, so stick close to me.

How chivalrous, [ lightly, lightly. ] It's a little bit naive of you, but I'll stay close, since you've said to.

Naive of me? How's that?

There's nothing really left to protect, you know.

Your consent.

[ ugh, he'd just... go along with anyone, because ~issues and things, but it burns to even think of saying, 'I'll do whatever,' of course, so he laughs instead. nervously. and, puts his face against his chest.

it is nice, even so, to have the knowledge that someone thinks there's still something left in him worth watching over. ]

[funny, considering gian will go for pretty much anyone if it feels good and he feels chemistry with them. 'i'll do whatever' is gian's mantra, if it means living his life easily and without commotion.]

Unless there's a captain who charms you~ They're all pretty boys. I wouldn't blame you. I'm guilty as charged in that department.

Edited 2013-05-06 02:57 (UTC)

I'm not any good at sharing.

Oi, don't make that face.

Brat.

What kind of face do you want to see?

What options do I have?

Whatever you want.

"Giancarlo is the greatest man on Earth' expression?

[ wow, you giant dork. ]

Giancarlo smells like cheese.

Oh, shove it. I know I don't bathe sometimes, but you get accustomed to it in prison and I'm lazy as fuck.

Don't be sore. Besides, you can still be lazy in bathwater. I fall asleep in them constantly, and climb into them constantly. Maybe I'm meant more for the sea.