[ let it be known that if kaiser was aware that he was causing noa to have a flashback moment through his personal lore and relating to kaiser's experiences through it, kaiser would make the five stages of grief look funny and inconsequential in how he'd react to that information. ]
You choked me earlier, what's the difference.
[ normal people see an obvious difference here. anyways, let kaiser make his youthful mistakes! the suffering builds character. the real question is if kaiser will ever stop building character, at this rate.
he slides off of the bed himself; he'll do this the old fashioned way, on his knees, between noa's legs. he does not love this positioning, but it's the most stable and least risky. his expression as he pulls at the waistband of noa's sweats is so solemn and focused that it looks more like he's pulled up at the exam of his lifetime, which is ironic — he felt fairly nonchalant before the practice match that got him into bastard münchen officially. he leans forwards to observe what he's about to put in his mouth, when a thought occurs to him— ]
Hold my hair back, it'll get in the way.
[ it's just long enough in the front to hang into his face annoyingly if he has to look down... good thing he doesn't need to look down to keep track of the ball. ]
no subject
You choked me earlier, what's the difference.
[ normal people see an obvious difference here. anyways, let kaiser make his youthful mistakes! the suffering builds character. the real question is if kaiser will ever stop building character, at this rate.
he slides off of the bed himself; he'll do this the old fashioned way, on his knees, between noa's legs. he does not love this positioning, but it's the most stable and least risky. his expression as he pulls at the waistband of noa's sweats is so solemn and focused that it looks more like he's pulled up at the exam of his lifetime, which is ironic — he felt fairly nonchalant before the practice match that got him into bastard münchen officially. he leans forwards to observe what he's about to put in his mouth, when a thought occurs to him— ]
Hold my hair back, it'll get in the way.
[ it's just long enough in the front to hang into his face annoyingly if he has to look down... good thing he doesn't need to look down to keep track of the ball. ]