[ah yes, the neck is nice, even if it is just fingers against his skin. he tilts his head to the side to be encouraging about it, and gazes back at his new friend while he's at it.
Robin is just nice to look at, and he has all the right in the world to stare at him, now. they belong to each other in a way, right? at least a little bit? because he thinks that thought has a nice ring to it. he likes the looks that they're reflecting back at each other. he likes that they can stand each other, despite the strange day and a half they've had, and it's a surprise. they match.
and maybe that's what he'd meant with his earlier revelation. it sounds about right, and the thought still makes him want to laugh. so, maybe that's it.
after those moments of sly, happy staring, he looks like he's going to answer Robin. but he changes his mind on the banter last minute, and leans forward to decisively kiss him instead.]
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Robin is just nice to look at, and he has all the right in the world to stare at him, now. they belong to each other in a way, right? at least a little bit? because he thinks that thought has a nice ring to it. he likes the looks that they're reflecting back at each other. he likes that they can stand each other, despite the strange day and a half they've had, and it's a surprise. they match.
and maybe that's what he'd meant with his earlier revelation. it sounds about right, and the thought still makes him want to laugh. so, maybe that's it.
after those moments of sly, happy staring, he looks like he's going to answer Robin. but he changes his mind on the banter last minute, and leans forward to decisively kiss him instead.]