[ that is not-- no, no, there's no point opening his mouth. the more he speaks, the further he collides into the same deepening dent in a brick wall that won't break. kaiser is too aggrieved to be reasoned with at this point. he's right about one thing though: he can't claim to be responsible nor respectable under these circumstances.
well, he never claimed to be either of those things to start with. he's a bastard more than anything else, right to his core. ]
You talk too much.
[ with that, he leans in to land the first blow of the night by stealing a kiss. firm and mean, he lingers for a few seconds before pulling back to slip off his jacket at kaiser's insistence. then he pushes forward again, snaking a hand around his waist to bring him in closer. ]
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well, he never claimed to be either of those things to start with. he's a bastard more than anything else, right to his core. ]
You talk too much.
[ with that, he leans in to land the first blow of the night by stealing a kiss. firm and mean, he lingers for a few seconds before pulling back to slip off his jacket at kaiser's insistence. then he pushes forward again, snaking a hand around his waist to bring him in closer. ]