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[blitzcheer]

No waayy, you're cheatin'! How're you doing iiiit!

[ He's all volume and somewhere being acting aghast through a delightful tone, a far wider and more natural smile spread across his own face now. Even through the wild 'disbelieving' shake of his head he gives.

Tidus sits his hands on the sides of Inigo's face, gives the act of inspecting his face, but no more than a moment. A hum of a sound leaving his lips as he sits there like that, looking at Inigo. ]

Feeling better?

[ Heheh. ]

[flatteries]

[ B-Bro, not too close while you're all gorgeous and near-naked like this--

Though thankfully the mood is just a little too goofy for Inigo to fully lose himself in the fluster of that thought. Instead he just keeps on smiling, though his perfectly manufactured smile melts into something a little bit softer when he stares into Tidus's eyes. ]

Yes, you goof.

[ How does Tidus even do it, changing the mood around so easily? It's almost like magic, though Inigo is infinitely grateful for it.

One of his hands lands on Tidus's thigh, resting there, though it doesn't seem to be deliberately sensual in any way. More just Inigo wanting more contact at a moment like this. ]

Don't think I don't know what you were doing. But it works.

[blitzcheer]

That's the part that matters.

[ The working part. Tidus slides his hands from Inigo's cheeks to resting them on the curve of his shoulder by his neck, his smile goofy but genuine. This mood better than what it was before, to see Inigo smiling again too, comfortable. ]

So... this is the part where we can make out now, right? Man to man.

[ See, no women here! All guys! Men. (very stupid young men) ]

[flatteries]

The most manly of makeouts.

[ Isn't that what you want, bro.

Let's be real though, it's just Inigo going along with the joke - in a tone that's light enough that it seems real, like the clouds really did lift away from his heart.

Enough so for him to lean a little closer, trying to not put too much pressure on that hand resting on Tidus's thigh as he's doing so, before he's fully leaning in to kiss the other. ]

[blitzcheer]

[ Man to man. It's dumb enough that Tidus can't take the insinuation seriously - ...rather, less insinuating, and more outright blatant. His legs strong enough to do with any weight put to them when Inigo comes in, and he meets the lips there ready to greet him. Something soft, something sweet; not the most manliest of makeouts at all, but the right flavour that Tidus likes.

Lips pressing into each other, firm yet chaste. An inch that he can pull back from them, still feeling their breath between them as he looks at Inigo this close.

He wraps an arm around Inigo's side away from the bed... and then pulls at the both of them, dropping their weight towards the blankets.

suuurrppriiiiseeeee!!

(we can make out from here too, bro) ]