[ he doesn't have a death wish, geez. it seems like he's just going to smile and let it go, tipping his head so he can perhaps start up that neck-thing again? it's been long enough of a pause, right, and daichi is conveniently in his lap... so he'll do just that, lips pressing near his jaw. ]
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My Daichi in distress.
[ oh jesus christ here we go. ]