"For example," Tezuka continues, settling his expression into that of the captain that Kaidoh remembers, and is relieved at the feeling of recovering power, "this kimono is too large for you, Kaidoh-kun."
"It belongs to my father," Kaidoh explains, straightening and putting little distance between them - just enough distance, Tezuka thinks, for him to be able to appreciate the sight of long fingers pulling the length of the collar down and aside.
"Is that so?" he asks to be polite, but his eyes are on the expanse of darkened skin.
"Mmm, Tezuka-sempai?" Kaidoh's fingers lighten upon the back of Tezuka's hand again in the barest of touches before rising to the length of Kaidoh's neck. "Isn't the tea ceremony also a form of entertainment?"
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"For example," Tezuka continues, settling his expression into that of the captain that Kaidoh remembers, and is relieved at the feeling of recovering power, "this kimono is too large for you, Kaidoh-kun."
"It belongs to my father," Kaidoh explains, straightening and putting little distance between them - just enough distance, Tezuka thinks, for him to be able to appreciate the sight of long fingers pulling the length of the collar down and aside.
"Is that so?" he asks to be polite, but his eyes are on the expanse of darkened skin.
"Mmm, Tezuka-sempai?" Kaidoh's fingers lighten upon the back of Tezuka's hand again in the barest of touches before rising to the length of Kaidoh's neck. "Isn't the tea ceremony also a form of entertainment?"