[It's not altogether unexpected. Really, he'd been pretty sure that this is what was coming for the past few exchanges now. He's awkward and he's clumsy when it comes to social nuances, but he's not stupid, and there's only so much dancing and hinting and feeling each other out that a pair of people can do before it starts to get really obvious, even to someone like Jotaro, about what it is that's really happening here.
And if he lets himself, he'll start thinking, and then thinking will turn to considering and considering will turn to obsessing. He'll start fixating on every single little minute detail of all of this, pondering its ramifications, trying to make sense of what it all means and is going to mean and what he's supposed to do about it.
That's if he lets himself think about it.
What he does instead is focuses. He pushes notions of ramifications out of his head entirely and fills the vacancies with thoughts of how Rohan is cool to the touch, and how his skin has gone odd and sleek somehow, and how his mouth is a deadly weapon and all he really has to do is swing those violent fangs out and in a single snap his entire face is going to be Jamba Juice and —
Okay, no. That's just unattractive. So is the notion that if he's not careful he might bellow fire straight down Rohan's throat, so he'll have to skip that, too.
Let's try that again.
It's sleek, and soft. It's probably everything that Mitsuhide's wasn't, and that's probably intentional. Rohan doesn't seem to have a problem with the fact that he's another guy and yet this is happening. For a second, he thinks of kissing the nurse at his school, and ripping Kakyoin's Hierophant out of her throat with his own Stand's teeth.
...At least this is guaranteed not to be the weirdest kiss he's ever had. There's something to that, certainly.
It occurs to him then that he's probably supposed to be thinking something about the person he's kissing — that he ought to make at least a token effort to do this right, somehow. Rohan's got nice eyes. Nice eyes and a sleek soft kiss. If he asks after this is over, at least he can tell the truth and say he thought something about him while they were kissing.
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And if he lets himself, he'll start thinking, and then thinking will turn to considering and considering will turn to obsessing. He'll start fixating on every single little minute detail of all of this, pondering its ramifications, trying to make sense of what it all means and is going to mean and what he's supposed to do about it.
That's if he lets himself think about it.
What he does instead is focuses. He pushes notions of ramifications out of his head entirely and fills the vacancies with thoughts of how Rohan is cool to the touch, and how his skin has gone odd and sleek somehow, and how his mouth is a deadly weapon and all he really has to do is swing those violent fangs out and in a single snap his entire face is going to be Jamba Juice and —
Okay, no. That's just unattractive. So is the notion that if he's not careful he might bellow fire straight down Rohan's throat, so he'll have to skip that, too.
Let's try that again.
It's sleek, and soft. It's probably everything that Mitsuhide's wasn't, and that's probably intentional. Rohan doesn't seem to have a problem with the fact that he's another guy and yet this is happening. For a second, he thinks of kissing the nurse at his school, and ripping Kakyoin's Hierophant out of her throat with his own Stand's teeth.
...At least this is guaranteed not to be the weirdest kiss he's ever had. There's something to that, certainly.
It occurs to him then that he's probably supposed to be thinking something about the person he's kissing — that he ought to make at least a token effort to do this right, somehow. Rohan's got nice eyes. Nice eyes and a sleek soft kiss. If he asks after this is over, at least he can tell the truth and say he thought something about him while they were kissing.
And they are. Still kissing.
It's really not all that bad.]