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[ Somewhere around town-- at the bookstore, the Tomoe-Kaname Bakery, attached to posts and notice boards --you find a small white notecard. On it is printed a little message and some numbers in ornate lettering. If you look closely, it reads the following: ]

Rohan Kishibe, Mangaka & Visual Artist
Owner Pro Tempore of Ebony Threads Tailor Shop
Highly Experienced.
Commissions & Advertising For Hire
Pay Negotiable.
Contact At: 512.66.730.91 for inquiries
Castle Lüvchaque - Directly North of Bavan per appointment ONLY.

(( feel free to use this as an action-based prompt too. any random interactions will MOST LIKELY take place in the form of walk-ins at the tailor shop unless it's pre-planned. just drop a starter in here! ))

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[ He half-expected himself to spontaneously combust-- by that, he probably might if he stays much closer. The whole bit about Jotaro being able to grill things on himself might not be so farfetched after all.

Rohan isn't a sentimental person, but he takes all of that to heart as something exclusively special to himself. ]

I'm glad that you didn't either. [ Feeling this conversation (thankfully) coming to a close, he reaches up to put the palm of his already too-warm hand on Jotaro's cheek. It might blister. He doesn't mind. He hoists himself up onto his toes and presses a gentle kiss to his lips without fear of those teeth. ]

[starmark]

[It feels so strange, skin on scales. He's so used to claws and snakeskin, has grown accustomed to fangs and coils instead of sleek slender limbs and delicate fingers. It reminds him to be careful, to be mindful —

(and by the way, he smells delicious lately, which isn't to say that he's going to eat Rohan by any means, but still...he smells delicious, which is horrifying if you think about it too hard so he's not going to)

— and then it's lips on lips, with his teeth feeling gawky and too large for his mouth and yet Rohan so soft and right, and there's probably a metaphor in that somehow, if he cared to think about it enough.

But for the moment he's happy just to kiss him, and think about nothing but that; his emotions still feel raw and sandpapery from the confessions he's made, but it's always been sort of easy to lose himself in Rohan, and right now that's what he's going to do.]