How terrible of me. To steal your attention from your clients all night.
[Though the way he submerges himself in the affection, leaning back and threading his arms together with Daihannya's, it's clear he doesn't feel a single ounce of guilt at all. The flower merely rests in front of his face, concealing his amusement.]
[He leans in so he can press a kiss to his neck. Obviously he's not upset by the distraction.]
I like to think we're like our water garden. Beautiful on the surface and admired by all who see us. But our lives are under the surface of the water, sharing the soil that hides beneath as our roots entwine.
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Date: 2019-10-10 08:59 pm (UTC)[Though the way he submerges himself in the affection, leaning back and threading his arms together with Daihannya's, it's clear he doesn't feel a single ounce of guilt at all. The flower merely rests in front of his face, concealing his amusement.]
How, then, would you describe it? What we share.
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Date: 2019-10-11 02:34 am (UTC)[He leans in so he can press a kiss to his neck. Obviously he's not upset by the distraction.]
I like to think we're like our water garden. Beautiful on the surface and admired by all who see us. But our lives are under the surface of the water, sharing the soil that hides beneath as our roots entwine.