You're awful. [nowhere here was any kind of correction made.]
I had something a little different in mind first. Do you want me to give you something, or are you just going to keep teasing me until my endless patience gives out?
[He reaches for that tendril, wrapping his fingers around it and pulling it to his mouth for a kiss in the usual fashion before setting about opening up the box.]
[Kakyoin turned slightly red at that, caught off guard even as Hierophant wrapped around Jotaro's fingers in the usual manner of insistent attention-seeking. Meanwhile, inside the box was a journal that had probably had a white cover before Kakyoin got his hands on it.]
It's...easier to hold on to things when they're written down somewhere they can be looked over again, right? So I thought that you might get a lot of use out of something like this.
I...might've gotten a little carried away. [Laughing, he rubbed the back of his neck self-consciously.] I'm glad you like it. That's...I'm really happy.
Yeah. I was just going to do something simple, but then I decided I might as well use a few extra colors, then one thing sort of led to another and that's the end result.
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[Yes, Jotaro, that's the point of teasing, you nailed it.]
When do I get it?
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[you're both correct]
Do you want it now?
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I had something a little different in mind first. Do you want me to give you something, or are you just going to keep teasing me until my endless patience gives out?
[note: not remotely endless]
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[OH BOY OH BOY]
Quit stalling, you bastard, of course I want to know what it is.
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[Keep your literal pants on. Kakyoin pulled back and sat up, Hierophant retrieving a small wrapped box and dropping it into its user's hand.]
Here--I really do hope you like it.
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[He reaches for that tendril, wrapping his fingers around it and pulling it to his mouth for a kiss in the usual fashion before setting about opening up the box.]
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It's...easier to hold on to things when they're written down somewhere they can be looked over again, right? So I thought that you might get a lot of use out of something like this.
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[He picks up the journal, a little reverently, and idly thumbs through it to examine the handiwork.]
What kind of things did you have in mind?
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