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[ THERE HE GO... It is surrendered. ]

Undisclosed location in Vandare. It almost lost my arm trying to get it.

What do you know about them?

[ talk about fish please it's cute ]

I think they're endangered.

[He remarks, as the fish suddenly seems to realize that there are two giant-ass predator eyes peering into its bowl and starts to dart and glide through the bowl in an attempt to get away from them.]

Darters have a unique shape that makes them really agile in the water — some people call them the hummingbirds of the fish world. They're somewhere in the middle of the food chain; bigger fish and animals will eat them, but they prey on things smaller than them, insects and larvae.

If it had an environment the size of this room, you'd be surprised how rapidly it could move around. But I guess maybe you've already seen that, if you went to catch it yourself. It gave you a hard time, huh?

It did. I enjoy water when it isn't freezing outside but I saw it. I told myself months ago that I was going to get you a fish of some sort of Christmas or your birthday.

[ Rohan had WORDS with that fish, man. ]

Is the bowl going to be too small for it? It isn't like we have a place with aquariums.

It'll be okay to start with. I can always see about upgrading it from here on out; I think they live in rivers and ponds, so it will probably be okay for at least a little while. Now c'mere.

[He lowers the bowl slightly, then manifests Star Platinum and hands it off into the care of his Stand so that he can walk over and pull Rohan into his arms before kissing him deep and eager.

Funny how he actually manages to be sort of cool and suave when he's not actually thinking about how he's trying to go about kissing his boyfriend, because he's too preoccupied with thinking about his fish instead.]

Did you name it? If not, it needs a name.

[ It's a wonder that Rohan got any attention at all while there was a fish in the room. The phantom hands of Star Platinum take the bowl away and Rohan himself is swept up in Jotaro's arms for a kiss. A kiss so good that when he parts his lips, his teeth clang awkwardly against Jotaro's, effectively ending it but on a very, very good note.

One where Rohan needs to bat his eyelashes once or twice before he finds his voice again. ]

Why... Would I name it if it's yours?

Because you're Kishibe Rohan. You always do what you want, regardless of what people say you're supposed to.

[There's room to speak now, but he hasn't let Rohan go yet, and he's still standing close at hand — certainly close enough to bask in the heat radiating off of his body from how he's turned it up in delight.]

I like that about you.

[ Now that the Relationship Awkwardness has wafted away, Rohan has an excuse to lean back over and press the side of his face to the juncture between Jotaro's neck and shoulder. Ah yes. Warm.

He'll linger under the pretense that he's cold. Yes? Yes. ]

Well, I didn't name it. I don't even know if it is a boy or a girl. I would hate to offend it.

Go on, you do it.

I'm not any good at naming things.

[See if it's going to stop him from trying, though, as he relishes the feeling of snuggling and refuses to think too hard about it lest he get awkward somewhere in the middle.]

Emeraude. That's a good enough name for a boy or a girl, isn't it?

[ Please don't make it awkward, Jotaro. Let a Christmas Miracle happen and not ruin something because your brain functioned too hard. ]

Emeraude. [ After a second, Rohan picks his head up, flips a look to the fish wherever it may be and then back to the gargoyle in question. ]

Like the perfume...?

[ swing and a miss probably. ]

Like "Emerald", except...not the English word for it. I think Emeraude is French? Anyway. It's just because it's green.

[Yes, he really is that bad at coming up with names. He really is.]

There's a perfume called that?

[ The fish is KIND OF GREEN... an attempt was made. ]

It's a perfume circa the 1920s to now. Don't ask how I know.

You know, I wasn't aware that freshwater fish came in a lot of colors. They all look like mud most of the time. Is that a breeding thing?

I think it depends on their environment, mostly. There are plenty of colorful freshwater fish, if you know which species to look for. Aquarium fish, for example — like clownfish, or bettas. The ones that are dull colors are probably that way to better blend into their environments in the wild.

[He seems to think a minute, then arrives at a decision and leans in to kiss Rohan again, pretty much purely because he wants to.]

You're really interested in hearing about fish? You don't think it's weird and boring?

[ He isn't going to turn down any of those kisses. Now that they are happening in intervals at any given time, he can't say no. He likely never will.

It's nice to feel like someone cares.

Ahh... ]

It's weird, but it isn't boring. [ Snakebutt sweeps around behind Jotaro once to circle him and then drapes across his feet. ]

I like to hear you talk. [ Beat ] About it.

...You added that as an afterthought.

[No shit, Sherlock, but it's like a lightbulb going off, cluing him in to a revelation that he's not likely to let go of anytime soon.]

You like listening to me talk? I'll have to remember that.

[But, since he is well and truly snared by Snakebutt at this point, he's left to direct Star Platinum to ferry his fish over to a secure place for it, and then has him double back over to the bed to retrieve the box Jotaro had been trying to wrap before Rohan came in.

In a flash, Star is back with the package, which jingles slightly as it moves because this stupid fuck forgot to put tissue paper inside to keep the contents from rattling.]

And this is yours. For Christmas, I mean. I don't want to let you go, though, so can you figure out how to open it without moving too far away?

[ Having Star Platinum around as an extra set of hands when Jotaro's are full of angry snake has been a blessing. Truly. Before Rohan can put his hands anywhere else, they fall onto the clittering-clattering box he is being offered. Using Star as the butler, he unwraps it whilst the Stand still has it in its hands-- ]

You were kind enough to get me something too?

It's Christmas. And we're — and you're —

[It only takes one moment of hesitation, just a quick intake of breath, before he forges forward with deliberate determination.]

— my boyfriend, so. Yeah. I did.

[And the reason for the rattling quickly becomes apparent, when the box opens to reveal a set of scale mail and some matching accessories that bear a strong resemblance to the necklace Rohan got for his birthday, all in the same gold hue. A matching set, as it were.]

[ Rohan's scales pick up into a roll of purple colors-- Boyfriend. He's tossed that word around himself at people but hearing Jotaro say it is

Nice.

Rohan doesn't try hauling all of it out at once. That's not possible. He picks up pieces of it and hold them up to the night. ]

Scales... For my... Scales...?

[ That isn't the least bit negative!! ]

You look good in it. The scale stuff, I mean, but also things that are kind of...exotic. Like bone jewelry, or when you dress yourself up...

[He reaches into the box and finds one of the gloves, drawing it out and holding it open as if inviting Rohan to slip his hand inside.]

It looked exotic. So I thought it'd be good for you.

[ An eyebrow of the skeptical variety rises. ]

Where did you find it? [ Rohan asks this while also indulging in slipping his clawed hand into the glove. He wiggles his fingers. He has always loved things that shine, the better part of the last year has amplified it. ]

I can't think of where I would wear the whole thing. I don't think I need an excuse to. I do as I please. [ He's verbally preening, yes. ] The whole piece wouldn't clash with my colors, would it?

That same store where I found the necklace. I think I'm just going to get all of your gifts there from now on.

[He adjusts the glove carefully around Rohan's fingers and hand, more for the sake of continuing to touch him than because it really needs the adjustments any.]

It'd look good with purple. If you were purple more often, that is.

[He pauses a second, then the corners of his mouth quirk up in sly amusement.]

I might have to work a little harder to keep you that way, but I'm willing to do it.

[ Rohan pulls his hand away in a flutter. Appraisal is going to take a moment-- fingers wiggling, wrist flicking. ]

It would match your aesthetic too. If I look at it that way, it sounds vain of you, Jotaro. [ He teases on a chuckle. ] If I stay purple all the time, I might have a heart attack. It only happens when I feel strongly about something.

How do you plan on that?

[ is this flirting ]

...Hah. You're right, we'd be a matched set.

[He says, casting a glance at the gold bands cutting through his dark purple scales with undisguised amusement.]

Only when you feel strongly about something, huh...I'm a little surprised you aren't purple all the time, then. Everything about you is strong — your will, your opinions. Why should your feelings be any different?

[> is this flirting

BISH IT MIGHT BE]

I said when I feel a flush of emotion. Not when you stroke my ego.

[ Not that he minds. At one point he peels the glove off and sets it carefully back into the box. ]

Who knows, it might give way to something. [ From there, Rohan clasps his hands together. ]

Thank you, Jotaro. Merry Christmas.

Everyone I gave gifts to are going to start thinking I'm nice now. [ Can't have that. ]

Don't worry. I know you better than to think that. You're a lot of things, but I don't think I'd say that nice is really one of them.

[He seems to debate a minute, then catches hold of Rohan and yanks him back in for a hard, fast surprise of a smooch.]

Nice to kiss, though, that's something else.

[ Snakebutt is just going to wrap Jotaro's legs right up with a squeeze. His hand swats at the gargoyle's chest right after.

He sure is purple again. ]

Don't abuse your power. I'll go right back to my room.

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