[ Squalo closes his eyes and purses his lips in thought for a moment. ]
Sometimes I think he forgets.
[ Otherwise, why would he get so upset about trivial shit? Actually, Squalo could apply that to himself, too, but he'll just pat his own back for being great at appearing normal instead. ]
[ He blinks open again at the compliment, smirking and leaning his head into the touch. ]
I know. [ A pause. He probably hasn't done as much of a number on Dodger, but as long as there's blood -- ]
[ He turns his head a bit more, almost teasingly, so that the tip of his nose touches the other man's hairy cheek, breath tickling somewhere under his jaw. No homo. ] So do you.
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Sometimes I think he forgets.
[ Otherwise, why would he get so upset about trivial shit? Actually, Squalo could apply that to himself, too, but he'll just pat his own back for being great at appearing normal instead. ]
[ He blinks open again at the compliment, smirking and leaning his head into the touch. ]
I know. [ A pause. He probably hasn't done as much of a number on Dodger, but as long as there's blood -- ]
[ He turns his head a bit more, almost teasingly, so that the tip of his nose touches the other man's
hairycheek, breath tickling somewhere under his jaw. No homo. ] So do you.