[sizhui hears him, of course he does, and he has to hold his own breath to make certain he doesn't do anything ridiculous. is dick thinking about them? about what he and jason did back home, how he'd given one of the most important parts of himself? the hand not holding his phone lifts, cups around his mouth, breath exhaling slow and steady from his nose. perhaps, if they're both lucky, he'll tell. besides, is there really something so wrong when thinking about it? (inappropriate thoughts aside.)
honestly, he almost prefers it because having to explain how strict his clan is feels odd. and also a bit worrisome, but something tells him dick might understand.]
Let me ask you something, [he begins, adjusting his position so he's propped against the arm of the couch, legs drawn up, free hand on his midsection again.] Do you think kissing someone is punishable?
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honestly, he almost prefers it because having to explain how strict his clan is feels odd. and also a bit worrisome, but something tells him dick might understand.]
Let me ask you something, [he begins, adjusting his position so he's propped against the arm of the couch, legs drawn up, free hand on his midsection again.] Do you think kissing someone is punishable?