[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?
[ Sizhui’s soft breath sifts through the phone, and the warm, intimate sound has his eyes falling open as he drops his head back down. His thoughts drift along with an ease coursing through his body from the alcohol, simple and unguarded. ]
Kissing someone? [ His voice is low and quiet, a pause conveying his confusion before he answers. ] No, I don’t—not by any rules I know of. Were you—do you think it’s punishable?
[while he waits for an answer, his attention flickers to the styrofoam cup nearby, half-lidded eyes considering before he shifts to pick it up. sizhui sucks down the remaining liquid, sets it aside on the floor then leans back again.]
Not at all, [he answers truthfully.] And yet, I was still punished for it. [just to answer the half-question dick about asked there, but here's something that might be a curveball.] If I said I want to kiss you, however, would that be 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?
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Kissing someone? [ His voice is low and quiet, a pause conveying his confusion before he answers. ] No, I don’t—not by any rules I know of. Were you—do you think it’s punishable?
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Not at all, [he answers truthfully.] And yet, I was still punished for it. [just to answer the half-question dick about asked there, but here's something that might be a curveball.] If I said I want to kiss you, however, would that be punishable?