lunaecalamitas | this day should be for me

[ The poke brings a smile out of him, at least.

He sees all of that in him, his ever-planning nature, his decisiveness, his careful picking and choosing, the care he puts into the things he, well, cares about. He's so different from Tatara, but isn't that what brought them here in the first place? ]

Good. So long as you know, and you're ready for it. [ It never came from a place of doubt or worry, but wanting to make sure Khun knows what he's getting into by being a relatively powerful person with Tatara at his side. Because Tatara would always choose to be by his side, whether he wants that or not.

He chuckles, mischief in his smile as he pokes him again. ]

How am I a prize when it feels like I'm the winner here? I think I would've chosen to stick with you, anyway.

[ is there a fight going on outside? looks away... ]

Well I am a catch. I said as much right before I kissed you the first time. So you can be a winner too.

[ he has to poke him back, those are the rules! the lines of his mouth are playful, what fight outside they're doing fine probably (avrae rolling 1's relentlessly). ]

So if I tried to slip away for a night, you'd catch me? [ teasing, but this is actually something he had a real bad habit of doing before he came here. ]

[ Tatara giggles when he's poked. You know what? He likes that. He likes that they can both be winners, because there's something about the way they dance together that makes it seem like they're even on all levels.

So he'll settle with that. ]

Of course I would. [ There's a tease in his tone, but he's completely serious. ] No matter where you'd go when I wasn't looking, I'd follow you to the ends of the earth.

[ He grins, and pokes Aguero back. ]

I thought you knew that already.

I thought you were going to tell me that you're an expert at keeping me in bed now.

[ wink. his expressions softens after, though. ]

I do, but I needed to hear it. [ dumb things that he can admit now that he didn't even understand before. ]

Not that I'd do that anymore, now that I have you.

[ A flush bursts across Tatara's face as his grin widens, and he chuckles a little louder. Mostly because it's true. In many senses.

He'll nod, because his trust and attachment to Aguero is so encompassing that he doesn't even consider the thought of him leaving on purpose. He'll say it as many times as he needs to, because quite frankly, he's obsessed.

He reaches to grasp Aguero's hand, not in a romantic gesture, but in a reassuring one. Still affectionate, though. He's just conscious of where they are. ]

If you plan on leaving, you'll tell me, right? I'll go with you.

Yeah, I will. You're part of me now. [ that's how he rationalizes to himself how he feels, because any other explanation doesn't quite fit the level of attachment or need he has for tatara, contrary to the rest of him. he'll have to figure out how to appease the part of him that worries, because there will definitely be times where it would make more sense to leave tatara in a safe space while he goes off to be up to No Good, but that's frankly not an option anymore. ]

[ speaking of safe spaces, that sure is the sound of a missile hitting the manor. it's not close enough to them to cause any damage, but right, they're kind of in the middle of something. (see this is why he's no good at waiting because he will always fill his time with something and that something is just a someone nowadays.)

aguero sighs, almost annoyed. the squeeze of their hands is gentle in contrast even if it's just a placeholder for what he really wants to do in the moment. ]

They need help, so let's go. That hit Akira's room but the barrier held.

[ The deep impact and rumble of the missile causes Tatara to visibly jump in surprise, and instinctively lean into Aguero for protection. As bold and reckless he can be, he'll never turn down protection when he can get it (also, because he's still selfish, and now very spoiled).

When the lab doesn't move, his mind calms, both knowing he has Aguero with him, and that whatever that impact was, it didn't hit them.

He pulls back and looks at Khun, and nods; his hand slips from the hold as he stands and begins making his way towards the fight.

Off they go...! ]

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