A challenge, was it? He didn’t expect the other to be so competitive. Well, it was sort of hinted during the game, but he didn’t quite notice it, since it was such a worthless effort to catch him. But heh, looks like this was more towards the ‘interesting’ types of contests. One of those events where he just couldn’t be happier to participating in. Dark really could be better if really intended. The struggle for dominance in (terms of power) could be rather… entertaining to him. Life was nothing without fun and games, right?
But too bad it ended so soon, as much as he almost enjoyed being ‘touched’ by Zexion. That was twice already, even if it wasn’t as scandalous as the first time. But who cares. Dark lifted his chin along with the hand, smirk never leaving him. No, he didn’t want to pull away. Why? Simply because it would ruin the excitement, of course! He wasn’t ready to risk that, for this is probably all he’ll have as merry memory for the next twenty-four hours or so.
At the intensity of the gaze, he leered right back, showing the other that two could play at this, but never dropped that smirk. It was proof that he was enjoying this, really. “Of course. Try sitting here with me for a day or two, then you’ll notice how time goes by so~ slow in here.”
Dark huffed a little as he continued. “I really don’t remember meetings taking as long as a week… but hey.” That was then Dark did the unexpected: he turned his head slightly to remove his chin from the other’s grasp, using the free hand’s current state of vacancy to hold, and hooked his pinky finger with Zexion’s. “Two days or less. Promise?” He gave the pinky a little tug. “Promise.”
Such things really did proved a little childish side of him… but, heh. It didn’t matter much. He always displayed himself more of a teenager than the five-hundred year old mess that he is. No one needs to know that, anyway, now do they?
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But too bad it ended so soon, as much as he almost enjoyed being ‘touched’ by Zexion. That was twice already, even if it wasn’t as scandalous as the first time. But who cares. Dark lifted his chin along with the hand, smirk never leaving him. No, he didn’t want to pull away. Why? Simply because it would ruin the excitement, of course! He wasn’t ready to risk that, for this is probably all he’ll have as merry memory for the next twenty-four hours or so.
At the intensity of the gaze, he leered right back, showing the other that two could play at this, but never dropped that smirk. It was proof that he was enjoying this, really. “Of course. Try sitting here with me for a day or two, then you’ll notice how time goes by so~ slow in here.”
Dark huffed a little as he continued. “I really don’t remember meetings taking as long as a week… but hey.” That was then Dark did the unexpected: he turned his head slightly to remove his chin from the other’s grasp, using the free hand’s current state of vacancy to hold, and hooked his pinky finger with Zexion’s. “Two days or less. Promise?” He gave the pinky a little tug. “Promise.”
Such things really did proved a little childish side of him… but, heh. It didn’t matter much. He always displayed himself more of a teenager than the five-hundred year old mess that he is. No one needs to know that, anyway, now do they?