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[alienation]

[ I don't think it's possible for Lotor's face to make cutesy, pleading expressions in this scenario. Kaine only gets this. ]

Is it truly so terrible, my love?

[ He knows the answer. ]

[markofkaine]

[GODDAMMIT. HE USED THE L WORD.

UGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!]

Yes???

[ >:O ]

[alienation]

You've braved sharing a milkshake with me before, surely this is no more difficult.

[ we weren't even officially dating then!!!! ]

[markofkaine]

It's different.

[noms onto the spoon. grumpily.]

[alienation]

[ SUCCESSSSSS man Lotor loves winning and also embarrassed men. ]

Ahaha, even with my face, it is so clearly you behind it. Thank you for indulging me.

[markofkaine]

[HUFFS.]

This is what I get for slaving over those sliced strawberries...

[alienation]

Ah, my beloved Kaine is so tirelessly involved.

[ He's being a little silly, but in a genuine way. Ok he'll have his spoon back. ]

I truly am grateful for this.

[markofkaine]

[hgnfguhg fluster face]

Well... you deserve it.

[alienation]

[ Gently traces the back of his hand with a finger. ]

And you say you're never a gentleman.

[markofkaine]

No... I just want things to be fair.

[alienation]

Did you think it wasn't?

[markofkaine]

I mean...

[YES, BECAUSE YOU HAVE TO DEAL WITH ME]

I think you're owed more happiness than you got over 10,000 years.

[alienation]

[ Ok sweetie you have a point I am definitely entitled to some niceness, but. ]

You must not realize just how much comfort and joy your love brings me already.

[markofkaine]

Even if I were being real damn self-important, I don't think I make up for ten millennia.

[alienation]

You don't need to. I can... handle my past.

[markofkaine]

I know you can. But you still deserve more small comforts.

[alienation]

[ Squeezes his hand. ]

Well... I would be a liar if I said I didn't enjoy being tended to. You only need not be so concerned with how fair it may be.

[markofkaine]

[Looks down at their hands...]

I guess. ...I do like seeing you happy.

[alienation]

Aside from the occasional horrific trial set upon us here, I do spend a lot of my days here being happy. Largely due to you.

[ wild how it works. ]

[markofkaine]

Nice knowing I'm doing something right. Horrific trials aside.

[alienation]

[ Just gazes at him for a long moment. ]

You're doing wonderfully. Thank you, Kaine.

[markofkaine]

...



It's probably too weird to kiss you like this, isn't it.

[alienation]

[ It's going to be SO weird. But he kisses his decaying face already, so it's just a different flavour of weird.

... no it's still weirder. ]

Come here.

[markofkaine]

[I MEAN OK... he looks unsure as he leans in]

[alienation]

[ He moves his cute breakfast aside and leans in, closing his eyes. And when he presses his lips to him, the difference, the weirdness, is immediately apparent.

For one, his (which his? yes) lips are softer. It doesn't so much feel like he's kissing himself, when he isn't looking himself in the eye, but it feels like he's kissing someone else and that someone else, he unfortunately knows, is his own face. At least at first. It's only been a hot second. ]