I'm just a loner, baby

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

[Mukuro is discovering that more and more of his days are spent, well, at night. It's another such night tonight, nearly midnight and he's had just a bit too much alcohol in the effort to gather information for a mission. It's just enough to make his vision blurry at the edges, and the walk home is a long one, but he'd rather not get a taxi. So here he is getting odd looks from the local Japanese, but feeling vaguely content with the world anyway.]

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[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

[ it feels a little like walking into the lion's den, but tsuna goes along willingly, so what does that say about him? he smiles up at mukuro, and laughs too. so they're both messed up. so maybe this will never be right, but it's what they've got. ]

That's not always a bad thing, is it?

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

In your case? Sometimes it's dangerous. But sometimes it's merely... cute, I suppose. [And the moment they're in the room, Mukuro closes the door behind them, leaning against it for a moment before pulling Tsuna close.]

And that's a good thing.

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

. . . cute. [ Tsuna makes a face, but he leans in, against Mukuro, tangling his fingers around his ponytail. Ahhh soft hair, soft hair!! ]

That's not really something you're supposed to tell a guy, right?

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

[He's probably been stealing the girly-shampoo from the supply closet :|]

Isn't it? But it suits you.

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

[ Tsuna can tell, it smells like freesia strawberries, and he is so going to turn the tables around-- ]

But I'm not the one whose hair smells like strawberries.

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

And I'm not the one sniffing someone's hair.


Besides, it was the first thing on the shelf.

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

It smells nice. [ YOU KNOW, HE CAN'T HELP IT, with Mukuro practically glued to him, and strawberry is a very distinct smell!! ]

I'm not saying there's anything wrong with it-- [ Totally not about to start rambling. ]

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

[Sighs a little, smiling, and puts a finger to Tsuna's lips to shush him.]

I know. Now, there's too much talking.

[Therefore, he'll take his finger away and kiss him instead~]

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

[ asdljsdg is pretty much his mental equivalent, but he kisses back, slow, almost hesitant. ]

-better?

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

[There's still a hint of alcohol on his breath, but it's wearing off and he smirks, tracing Tsuna's bottom lip with his thumb.]

Much better.

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

[ It's easy to smell it, that sharp tang, and Tsuna laughs, short, sharp. He covers Mukuro's hand with his own, and presses it against his cheek. ]

Just how much did you drink?

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

Enough. I guess you'll see how much when you get the expense bill.

[That's another cute gesture, and one that makes him smile a little more geniunely. Oh, Tsuna, the one thing in the world that makes him question himself is your face.]

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

[ --yeah, he'll leave it at that for now (smart boy). ]

Bring me next time.

[ ...his moe shota face, right? Good to know. Tsuna brushes his lips against the palm of his hand, before letting him go. ]

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

If you'd like that, I will. We can even go without the business part involved.

[He'll take that free hand and use it to wrap around Tsuna's wait now, pushing away from the door with the other to move them closer to the bed.]

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

Why not?

[ Tsuna shifts, edges towards the bed and sits himself down on it, tugging Mukuro with him. ] My treat.