[It's nice, the way they so instinctively gravitate toward each other by now, like parts of an atom working in tandem. Jotaro makes a space and Kakyoin naturally fills it. Kakyoin pulls like magnetism and Jotaro can't help but let himself be drawn into his angry noodle's orbit. His arm goes around his shoulders because it's comfortable and easy and familiar; he nuzzles against the side of Kakyoin's head because it's the quickest way to being closer, and that's what he wants most in the end.]
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[It's nice, the way they so instinctively gravitate toward each other by now, like parts of an atom working in tandem. Jotaro makes a space and Kakyoin naturally fills it. Kakyoin pulls like magnetism and Jotaro can't help but let himself be drawn into his angry noodle's orbit. His arm goes around his shoulders because it's comfortable and easy and familiar; he nuzzles against the side of Kakyoin's head because it's the quickest way to being closer, and that's what he wants most in the end.]
Buy better parts?