redlikecrimson | RL with Ken

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RL with Ken

It hadn't been the easiest thing in the world to manage but somehow he'd come across a Japanese film that didn't have subtitles. He'd seen it once years ago when he was still in high school so he was aware that it was an action film. The genre wasn't exactly his favorite but he didn't mind it either. Besides, he knew that Ken would probably enjoy something with more action to it than anything else and since there wasn't much variety he went along with it.

Without telling Ken what kind of movie he'd found for them to watch, Aya set it up on their TV they'd bought for their room and brought the remote over to the bed so he could sit next to Ken. He'd already ensured they wouldn't be bothered for the rest of they which meant plenty of time for privacy.

"Ready?"

[ooc: Adult times ahead.]

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Normally, Ken would've already been out of the bed and pacing, but he's been better with his temper lately, or at least he's been trying to be. Sighing, he leaned his head back down to let it rest against the side of Aya's.

"We've been keeping an eye on him. Do you think it'll help if we keep it up?"

"I'm honestly not sure what else to do. It wouldn't be right to just jump into what he thinks he might want. He does need to be watched though. And, I want to have a talk with the three of us."

Moving to sit up, he turned around to face Ken, hands going to his face while leaned forward to rest his forehead against his. He felt more connected to him this way. It was comforting actually.

"Ken. He doesn't know what he wants but I know that we want each other, yes?"

Comforting to both of them.

Smiling faintly, he reached up to settle his hand over one of Aya's before he pulled it in for a quick kiss to his palm.

"I have what I want."

Aya could only smile then, running his fingers through Ken's hair. It was good to hear that they were on the same page here. Then again, this was how they always worked.

"As do I. I have you."

"... we've officially become disgusting."

Chuckling, he pulled back a little, but made no other move to lose that contact.

He couldn't help but to laugh at that statement. It was the truth of the matter, they really had.

"You have a talent for being blunt."

"You're the one that brought it up."

Hearing Aya laugh never failed to make Ken smile in response, and this time was no different.

"I like Chloe. I really do, but I don't know if he's jealous of us together, or that he just wants to belong to someone. Until he knows for sure, there's really nothing we can do about it."

"I agree. And it would be a mistake for us to be involved in that kind of a relationship with him currently. He will have to find a way to work through this."

Until then, he could trust him as a friend and as a comrade but nothing deeper than that. Chloe seemed too emotionally unsteady to handle that and he wasn't ready to change his mind on that.

Leaning forward, he pressed a kiss to Ken's lips. "What would you like to do with the rest of the day?" A subject change but a necessary one.

In a way, that inability frustrated Ken, but he knew that Aya was right. There was only so much that could be done until Chloe decided exactly what he wanted, and even then, the outcome would take a good deal of discussion and compromise at the very least.

The subject change took Ken a little by surprise, but the kiss was met with a soft smile and a bit of a returned nip.

"You know, I really have no idea. I didn't really have anything planned. What do you want to do?"

"Aside from spending my time locked in our room with you, I didn't really have plans."

Which probably sounded strange coming from him but it did happen once in awhile. He didn't always have a plan or have things figured out enough to tell people what to do. A shocker but a fact.

Besides, sometimes it was better not to plan everything when Ken was involved.

It did sound a little strange, but Ken didn't mind. Both of them being at loose ends was a nice change, to be honest.

"No ideas or anything? You're slipping, Aya."

"That or I've been taking lessons from you."

Aya lifted a brow before moving to reach for the remote. Might as well get the television turned off now while he was thinking about it.

Smirking, Ken scooted down to lay on the bed, dark eyes watching Aya's every move.

"Please. You have yet to learn my ways. Besides, I don't have as much time to be lazy here lately."

Remote grabbed, he turned off the television before putting it back on the bedside table.

"You say that with such confidence."

"Complete confidence."

That so sure smirk still curled his lips as he tucked his hands under his head.

Glancing over at Ken, he gave him a look that was somewhere between amusement and teasing doubt.

"Oh? I'm not sure I believe it."

"So how should I prove it to you, then?"

Ken's look held nothing but amusement.

"You're apparently the master of being impulsive. You'll have to come up with a way."

Getting off the bed, he pulled his shirt off so he could change into clothes more comfortable for just lounging on the bed for the rest of the day.

"That doesn't mean I'm always impulsive, Aya."

Dark eyes watched the redhead closely. Ken might still be in jeans and a shirt, but changing clothes was certainly looking like a good idea...

"I know."

Taking his pants off as well, he folded them up and set them aside along with his shirt before changing into a pair of sweatpants. They would be comfortable enough.

And all Ken did was lay there and watch him.

"In fact, it gets downright tiring at times."

Aya glanced over his shoulder when he realized that he was feeling eyes on him. Oh. That was the look Ken gave him when he was apparently distracting him.

"You could get changed too, you know."

Grinning wryly at being caught staring, he rolled off the bed and toed his socks off, then shimmied out of his jeans. Of course, he didn't mind being in just his boxers when he was with Aya. After all, he slept in them or less most of the time.

"Am I really that distracting?"

Looking for a t-shirt that was clean, he looked away from Ken, turning his back to him while he went through the closet.

How could he not know?

Shaking his head, he glanced back at his boyfriend before settling back down on the bed. It wasn't but a moment later that he was stretched across the covers, reaching for the remote.

"Sometimes."

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