Noah beams at him and squeezes his hand. Sure, he doesn't know this guy, but the logic of the dream is he wouldn't bring someone here alone who he didn't trust, didn't feel a great deal of fondness for. So that's how it is.]
That's a lovely idea. Shall we see to the food stalls first? They've surely brought out their best.
Noah makes a surprised little sound at the shift in position, blushing prettily, but his expression shifts to a smile again soon enough. He places his hands on Bakugou's shoulders, confidently affectionate.]
[ he seem satisfied with the reaction, and he smiles at him — fond and affectionate, because if they're feeling like this this guy must clearly be someone he cares for, right? Right.
He doesn't let himself waste any more time, and with Noah pretty much giving him permissions, he leans down to kiss his forehead first — then the corner of his eyes and finally, his lips ]
[Noah laughs, charmed and embarrassed by the trail of kisses, before focusing on the way their lips are meeting, kneading at Bakugou's shoulders like-- well, like a happy cat.]
[ wow who would have thought this would feel legit good. He's keeping the kiss tame, for now, focusing on enjoying the way his lips feel against his, and when he pulls back, he's the one to reach for his hand now, lacing their fingers together basically right away ]
There we go. Now you better show me around properly, pretty boy.
Goodness, I don't know that anyone has ever called me that.
[He finds himself laughing again, just reveling in the effortless joy and ease of being with this person, the happiness of it all. He squeezes his hand cheerfully.]
Of course, I shall do my best.
[beginning the walk to the food stalls!!! which are set up in the markets, so they're heading past the aetheryte plaza to get there. the celebrations are intense, and people seem to gravitate to the pair of them, to want to involve Noah specifically in their merrymaking. hey exarch try this, hey exarch get a look at that, which makes a good deal of sense and is also giving Bakugou a name to go with that pretty face.
but also, the people seem to regard Bakugou himself with awe. calling him the warrior of darkness, teasing the exarch for walking around with his hero... it's all very cute.]
[ Exarch. Right. How did he forget the name again? Of course that's his name, and of course people are regarding him as a hero — that's what he is. It makes perfect sense and he's more than happy to go along with this dream logic. He restored the world's night? That explains the celebration. And he supposes he and the Exarch grew close in the course of that adventure.
It is cute, and Bakugou seems to be perfectly at ease with people fawning over them — in fact, he's basically almost preening, enjoying the praise and soaking in it, even if his attention is constantly drawn to the Exarch himself, to the way he looks as he's smiling, and how he reacts to all that teasing. ]
[He's shy about the teasing to some, makes tsundere faces to others, does his best to weather the deference as gracefully as he can from still more well-wishers. It's clear he has a wide range of relationships with his people-- though some are teasing him about finally having his hood down, too.
Still, he doesn't let himself get too distracted from his companion, either, glancing up at him with blatant happiness every chance he gets.]
Of course they have. You alone are a magnificent enigma, and here we are so obviously close... they cannot resist the temptation to gossip.
[ he can tell there are people around them, who are absolutely looking at them, and he only moves closer at that, his other arm moving around his waist again as he kisses behind the exarch's ear ]
You're cute when you get all embarrassed.
And I want them all to know that they can fawn over you, sure. But in the end, you're all mine.
[his free hand flies to Bakugou's wrist, clutching at it but not moving him at all, not even trying to pry him off. his tail is lashing rapidly, his ears flickering back then forward again, the fine-furred edge of one brushing Bakugou's cheek and making him squeak just barely audibly in surprise.]
That's-- I've been yours all along! What need have they to know that?
[ he did not expect that reaction, and wow. It's so heartfelt and sincere, he doesn't know what to do with it. It's his turn to break the facade, and his face goes red as he mumbles definitely embarrassed now ]
... was just tryin' to be sexy ... shit. You really said it, though, huh.
[ how dare you turn the tables like that. Dream logic doesn't make any of that sound weird, and in fact? It sounds great — comforting and warm and perfect all at once. He loves him. ]
Now who's feeding the gossip ...?
But, you know ... it's not like I feel differently.
[he says, all teasing petulance, but he's stretching up to try and kiss him. warm through with love and reveling in how easy this all is, how his feelings don't get caught in his throat and choke him. don't get walled off behind a thousand reasons he can't engage, can't show himself so easily.]
[ Most of the significance of it is lost on him — after all, he isn't truly the Warriors of Darkness, and he only knows what the dream is presenting him. But that doesn't mean he can't feel all that love, that fondness, and he's quick to return the kiss - let himself enjoy it and get lost in the sweetness of it all ]
... Think I'd like to go somewhere more private. Don't wanna share you.
[If he knew Bakugou he'd see him more clearly for who he is-- but his sleeping mind is compensating with its strongest fixation, of course, and it's very helpful in compensating for the both of them.
[ He's cute? Wow. How dare he be this cute. He follows and there's even a smile at that, at how simple and playful it feels, like this is all just natural ]
[ WOW HE REALLY LIKES THIS CAT. Best dream cat. So of course once they are in his room in the Pendants, he's switching his hold to grab the Exarch's wrist instead, tugging at him and dragging him toward the bed ]
... Yeah. All for you, after waiting 300 years, huh?
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Noah beams at him and squeezes his hand. Sure, he doesn't know this guy, but the logic of the dream is he wouldn't bring someone here alone who he didn't trust, didn't feel a great deal of fondness for. So that's how it is.]
That's a lovely idea. Shall we see to the food stalls first? They've surely brought out their best.
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He grins at the proposal and shifts, lets go of his hand so he can wrap his arms around Noah and pull him close ]
Sounds good. But while we're here all alone, I better take the chance to kiss you first. Celebrate the night sky and all that, no?
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Noah makes a surprised little sound at the shift in position, blushing prettily, but his expression shifts to a smile again soon enough. He places his hands on Bakugou's shoulders, confidently affectionate.]
'Twould be a shame, to waste such an opportunity.
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He doesn't let himself waste any more time, and with Noah pretty much giving him permissions, he leans down to kiss his forehead first — then the corner of his eyes and finally, his lips ]
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There we go. Now you better show me around properly, pretty boy.
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[He finds himself laughing again, just reveling in the effortless joy and ease of being with this person, the happiness of it all. He squeezes his hand cheerfully.]
Of course, I shall do my best.
[beginning the walk to the food stalls!!! which are set up in the markets, so they're heading past the aetheryte plaza to get there. the celebrations are intense, and people seem to gravitate to the pair of them, to want to involve Noah specifically in their merrymaking. hey exarch try this, hey exarch get a look at that, which makes a good deal of sense and is also giving Bakugou a name to go with that pretty face.
but also, the people seem to regard Bakugou himself with awe. calling him the warrior of darkness, teasing the exarch for walking around with his hero... it's all very cute.]
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It is cute, and Bakugou seems to be perfectly at ease with people fawning over them — in fact, he's basically almost preening, enjoying the praise and soaking in it, even if his attention is constantly drawn to the Exarch himself, to the way he looks as he's smiling, and how he reacts to all that teasing. ]
People have been gossipin' about us, huh.
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Still, he doesn't let himself get too distracted from his companion, either, glancing up at him with blatant happiness every chance he gets.]
Of course they have. You alone are a magnificent enigma, and here we are so obviously close... they cannot resist the temptation to gossip.
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[ he squeezes his hand, and then he moves to whisper in his ear ]
You wanna give 'em something more to gossip about...? The night's sky is beautiful and all, but you know. Ain't nothing much compared to you.
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I-- You--!
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You're cute when you get all embarrassed.
And I want them all to know that they can fawn over you, sure. But in the end, you're all mine.
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That's-- I've been yours all along! What need have they to know that?
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... was just tryin' to be sexy ... shit. You really said it, though, huh.
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Fool. I've loved you for some three hundred years. The least I can do is say it.
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Now who's feeding the gossip ...?
But, you know ... it's not like I feel differently.
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[he says, all teasing petulance, but he's stretching up to try and kiss him. warm through with love and reveling in how easy this all is, how his feelings don't get caught in his throat and choke him. don't get walled off behind a thousand reasons he can't engage, can't show himself so easily.]
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... Think I'd like to go somewhere more private. Don't wanna share you.
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He beams, licking his lips.]
Your room in the Pendants?
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... yeah. Sounds good.
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Heh. What a little shit, grinning like that.
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... Yeah. All for you, after waiting 300 years, huh?
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I've been patient, right? You're finally mine?
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