route_1065 | MAKE UP YOUR OWN CATCHY LYRICS

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MAKE UP YOUR OWN CATCHY LYRICS

Who: Kay Faraday and Johan Andersen
Where: Azalea Town
When: Tuesday, August 3, late afternoon/evening-ish
Summary: Kay didn't want her first date to be with a Pokémon kidnapper. Johan is a good friend. Date GET.
Rating: G, most likely!
Log:

Had anyone told Kay Faraday that she'd be going on her first date in a world not her own, she would have laughed.

... Or maybe she would have been intrigued first, and then she would have laughed. But at the moment, Kay wasn't laughing. She was instead waiting outside of Azalea's Pokémart, shoulders for once free of Pokémon after a long talk with them about staying in their balls this time. Just for a little while, she'd promised, and they were more than welcome to stick close to her for her eventual date with 777, but this wasn't him, it was Johan, and for Johan's sake, it was only going to be the two of them.

Plus, she didn't think a date with anyone would go well with a jealous Zubat trying to bite whatever he could reach.

With her limited knowledge of what one was supposed to do/look like on dates, Kay had done her best with the minimal resources she had. Namely, she'd let her hair down, had a minor moment of panic upon realizing that her only other outfit was something reminiscent of a burglar, and had been on the verge of convincing herself that this was Johan and he wouldn't care if she wore a sweatsuit and baseball cap until the inn's owner had taken pity on her and found her a dress to borrow (she missed her regular outfit already).

"Okay," she said aloud, sucking in a breath and doing her best not to fidget. So maybe this was a first date, but at least it was with a friend, and just because she'd never gotten any dating advice except "Not until you're thirty" from both her father and Uncle Badd, that didn't mean she couldn't pull this off! This was practice for a mission! "This'll be easy!"

Or so she hoped.

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"Hehe, then it's settled!" Now that it seemed like Kay was on board with Johan's possibly ludicrous plan (ludicrous, but still fun sounding all the same), Johan stood up suddenly, bag that had had the food in hand, and walked over to the edge of the roof, giving Kay a playful grin. "Last one down has to propose!"

Of course, as Johan leapt off the side of the house, it didn't even cross his mind that Kay had already done her equivalent of that earlier and he'd already accepted, but that didn't seem important in the grand scheme of joking around.

Regardless, after his landing, he turned and held out his arms teasingly. "Okay, now let's start! You jump, and I'll catch you!"

"Hey, that's not--!" Kay began in protest, but Johan had already leaped, leaving her perched on the roof with a pretty laughable expression, had anyone actually seen it. Wasn't it supposed to be the guy who proposed? At least, that's what she had been led to believe, but considering how they'd already turned the aspects of a normal date completely upside-down, the rules of the evening felt more like "anything goes."

"You just want me down on one knee," she grumbled, not loud enough to be heard but peering over the edge of the roof anyway. There were a few curious passersby who had been startled by the appearance of a boy from above, some of who were just starting to notice the girl still on the roof.

Except she wasn't on the roof anymore, because teasing or not, a challenge was a challenge, and Kay had risen to it magnificently and leaped off without a second's hesitation.

Johan never did hear what he was doing "wasn't", though whether it was because Kay didn't finish or because he was too far away to hear her by the time she did was something he would probably never find out. If he had to guess, though, Johan would have put his money down on that last word being "fair", or any other similar word to that one. He had just pulled a fast one, or a semi-fast one, on her after all.

Johan turned as he waited for her, which was only a moment or so knowing Kay, to wave at those walking around good naturedly, informing them that he was "waiting for my... Ah, my sweetheart!" with a chipper grin as ever.

However, just as he expected, Kay had followed soon after he'd landed, leaving him just enough time to get into position to catch her, still wearing that grin of his. Making sure to give the people around one final look, he turned back to her, trying not to laugh, and declared: "I've been waiting for you!"

Kay rewarded him with a look that silently stated that he was going to pay for that little stunt of his, but had to quickly alter it when she realized just how many people were staring at them. Okay, fine. She could do this. All she had to do was emulate the attitude of a lovestruck--

But then she remembered Lauren Paups losing the glorious ability to inner monologue, and Wendy Oldbag being... well, just plain scary. So much for that, time for improvisation.

With a straight face (much better than Johan's, for that matter), Kay wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed a hand into his hair to smooth it back into place. It was no wonder Byrne liked it so much, she couldn't help thinking as she did so, being that not only was it thick, it was soft.

"I'm so sorry to keep you waiting!" she proclaimed, staring into Johan's eyes with what she hoped was adoration or something close to it; it was getting progressively harder not to start laughing, so she conceded to grin as she added, "Was I worth it?"

Johan couldn't help but grin at her first look, which, if anything, probably helped their little show more than it hurt it, but truthfully, that grin was completely honest. It was just so... her. That thought struck something in him, though, to the point where he had to blink a few times to realize what it meant, at which point an even wider grin followed. It looked like he was starting to get his answer after all.

In the meantime, however, there was a show to perform, and Johan wasn't about to let himself lose out to Kay in terms of... well, anything she threw at him, ultimately. Maybe it was his duelist's spirit, or maybe it was just the effect Kay's own competetiveness had on him, either way, he wasn't going to be going down tonight. Making his face that much straighter at the sight of hers (which almost ruined it, sadly), he did his best to not laugh at "They're so cute!" that erupted from one of the onlookers so he could stay... in-character? He supposed that was one word for it.

"I could wait all night for you!" was Johan's declaration, and he batted his eyes once or twice for extra effect. In any case, he pulled Kay closer now that she had wrapped herself around him, giving her a look that he sincerely hoped mirrored hers without betraying any snickers, and continued, "Must you ask..." He trailed off, then finished with--

"Darling?"

Kay almost lost her composure at that, half-amused and half-horrified that the word "darling" had just left Johan's mouth. It made them sound so... old. Old and sappy, for that matter, and she could only be glad he hadn't tried to pull a 777 and call her "babe", but still--

Judging by the little sighs and awwws coming from the people (who should really have been more inconspicuous), at least they were fooling the populace, and Kay's eyes danced while her face remained earnest. If Johan thought he could keep this up, far be it from her to be the one to break the illusion.

"Ohhhh," she sighed, drawing it out as though his very words had touched her heart or-- something. Once she was satisfied that Johan's hair had been neatened, she lowered her hand and placed it on his cheek instead. "As I thought, the place I truly belong is in your arms..." And with a mental grimace, she added, "Dearest."

Johan had to fight back an outright laugh when Kay added her "Dearest" after declaring how she belonged in his arms, and though he managed to keep it together, he also noted that he would have to avenge his hair, whatever she did to it, as soon as they were alone again. In the meantime, though...

"I've known since the moment I met you!" Johan informed her, perhaps a bit too dramatically (though for those who had seen him duel, they would find it normal) but filled with emotion, of... some kind anyway, all the same. Luckily, he got at least one ooooh out of it, at which he mentally sighed. Was it really that convincing or was this town just really lacking in people like them? ... People like they were pretending to be, rather.

Deciding he'd better add in more, for good measure, Johan lowered his voice and leaned closer to Kay-- Giving her a wink so she could be prepared, just in case his next line was out of line. Not only was he running out of ideas, but he wanted to be more... current? with them as well - and there was hidden meaning in it as well. "I'll never let you go, my love. Consider me your unbreakable support."

This was steadily becoming more and more ridiculous and, if they hadn't made this into some odd competition, Kay would have burst out laughing from the onset. It was a miracle that neither of them had broken character yet, but she braced herself when he spoke again, half-expecting some kind of flowery nonsense after that wink he'd given her.

Johan's next words, however, caught her entirely off-guard, and Kay made a soft noise of surprise-- one unheard by the too-nosy townspeople, the majority not even bothering to pretend like they weren't listening in. She could never blame curiosity as a motivating factor, but this was just disturbing.

Kind of like how what he'd just said almost rang true. There'd been sincerity in part of it, and Kay gazed at him for a moment and tried to figure out a decent response without ending the... game. If he'd meant that part, then...

Her eyes softened and there was an entirely different smile on her face when she answered him, tipping her head up to lightly press her forehead to his-- because they still had to keep up appearances, after all. "Only if you let me remain in your heart, extending my wings to shelter you." She'd have to remember some of these for later Yatagarasu entrances. Then, in a lower voice, she continued, "I'll never let you be alone."

Johan had been enjoying the game, there was no doubt about that. Thus far, he'd been doing excellently in keeping up his mask of a caring, loving... boyfriend? lover? Well, he'd been doing well in keeping up the face of whatever he was supposed to be, for the most part anyway. He'd expected that it would be able to continue for a little longer too, at least until one of them lost - and, in losing, burst out laughing.

... But then Kay had gone and said that, at which point it felt like time froze for Johan. In fact, for a moment, Johan froze, his eyes widening in a wide array of emotions, emotions which he could barely process as he was going through them all. He'd said something truthful, he should have expected something truthful in return, but-- Juudai had said things like that to him before, right? And his family? So why...

He swallowed, momentarily forgetting everything about their little game, and even about Kay - he nearly dropped her until he caught sight of her eyes again, regaining himself when he realized he was still holding her.

At someone's "Look how touched he is!", Johan finally snapped back to reality, and with a few blinks he repositioned the girl in his arms, just in case he lost it like that again. It took him a few more moments, but he finally regained his composure enough to look at her, his eyes revealing nothing and his expression trying to go back to the way it had been before she'd spoken. Though it looked to the crowd like he had just been struck by Cupid's arrow, had someone been close enough to really look at him, they'd be able to tell what really happened.

Regardless, he was also a friend, and never one to ruin another friend's fun, so with a shaky breath, then a deeper one following it, he offered a hesitant smile to Kay, trying to find the proper words to reply with-- Eventually, he settled for a quiet "Thank you", deciding that, at the very least, they could try again later if he'd gone and spoiled it now.

She'd realized her mistake the minute his eyes widened, but there was little Kay could do except watch and try to determine all of the emotions flashing in his eyes at the moment. If she acted concerned, that would end this, but worry won out over pride and she opened her mouth to speak--

-- and then Johan's eyes cleared and met hers and he shifted her into a more secure position. How the crowd hadn't caught on to that little lapse was beyond her comprehension, but Kay had other things to take care of now, and there was a way to kill two birds with one stone.

Maybe he'd closed himself off, however temporarily, but she gave him an unreadable look of her own, one that turned to determination, and then the loving expression was back in full force.

"Take me away," she requested sweetly, fluttering her eyelashes in what was meant to be an appealing manner and (cringing inwardly the entire time) nuzzling his jawline. "Somewhere where it's just the two of us, so I can drown in the ocean of your eyes!"

Okay, that one she was never going to use again, but the meaning was clear: she'd noticed that what she said, however truthful, had affected Johan, and at the moment, it was better to beat a retreat gracefully and figure out what had just happened.

Away from everyone else.

Recognition appeared on Johan's face, but it was even more present in his eyes, where he wasn't still holding a mask, followed by a look that all but screamed the two words he'd told her just a moment ago. He couldn't exactly say that to her now, though, not if they were going to make an escape anyway.

He wasn't sure how well she could see the look though, with what she was doing to his jaw down there (to his surprise, he'd nearly blushed, but then, not even Juudai had ever done something like that to him, even if he was no stranger to physical contact) but hopefully the change in his demeanor would make it clear that he got her message. If not, at least his following actions would.

The first of which being him hoisting her into another position, one that would make it easier to dash off into the night carrying her.

"Come, my raven!" Johan declared into the night, taking a few steps forward. To his amazement, the crowd practically parted instantly, as if they were the Red Sea and he was Moses. "I'll take you to a nest where you and I can be alone for as long as you wish to drown in my eyes, so long as I can do the same to you!"

And, extremely glad he was never going to have to talk like that again, at least not in this town, Johan ran and then he ran some more, torn between dropping all pretenses of smiles and just bursting out into laughter at the sheer insanity of what had just transpired.

Bonus points for him using raven and not crow, she thought absentmindedly, remembering how annoyed she'd been at Lang's nickname for her. It was no offense to Crow or Murkrow, but the symbol had always been a raven and there was a definite difference.

Kay only thought about it for a few seconds, too busy holding on to Johan's neck as he took off to dwell on it for any longer than that. She remained silent until she'd deemed it far and safe enough to drop the act and shift herself enough to look at him steadily. The thought occurred to laugh it off, or to change the subject entirely-- two tactics Kay had often employed when a topic was too serious for her. But she didn't do either of those things.

"If you don't want to talk about it, I won't go for the truth this time."

Johan was silent as he ran, the only sounds he made were breaths. His main focus, for now, was keeping a firm grip around Kay while he carried her away from their mob of fans. His thoughts, for the most part, were centered on that; keeping her steady, keeping her close, keeping them away from anyone and everyone who would get in their way. It was rather unlike him, but then, he'd been finding all kinds of things out about himself since he'd arrived in this world. Maybe he was just still upset.

He didn't answer Kay immediately, in fact, he didn't even look at her or so much as move to look like he'd heard her. He wasn't ignoring her, or even thinking about how to respond to her. He knew how he was going to respond her already, he was just... waiting. Waiting until they were in the right spot to do it. Waiting until he was sure he was ready.

After a few more moments, he spoke quietly.

"Just a little bit more. Then we can talk."

Kay hadn't been carried since she was a little girl, and the last time she'd been carried like this, it had been when Byrne had allowed her to stay up late (ten o'clock had been late for a ten-year-old) to finish watching a movie and he'd carried her to bed. That had been before everything had changed. She was older now, and for as many piggyback rides as she'd claimed from Johan (and Juudai), she was fine carrying her own height. Most days, she preferred it. But this... she didn't mind it. For that matter, she might have said she enjoyed it, being toted around so carefully, but that was something else to think about later.

There were a lot of things to think about later, and all because she'd gone and asked for a first date volunteer.

She sighed, not due to any sense of irritation or annoyance, but just as an acknowledgment. She'd let Johan have his say, whenever he chose to... well, say it.

He was almost there. He could feel it. They were past the outskirts of the town now, and he knew his directional abilities, at best, were rather... awful, but even so, something in Johan's gut told him soon he would be in the right spot. Soon he would have to stop. He gave Kay a glance as she sighed, nodding at her as she did, before looking back up and picking up the pace--

They were on the very edge of town now, only a couple of buildings still in sight, and the view of the sky was still as pristine as ever, if not moreso. This, Johan decided, would be the spot. With that in mind, he began slowling down, until before he knew it, he was gingerly letting Kay down back onto the ground.

"I..." Johan didn't feel awkward often. Was it because he had never been close enough to someone to? Was it because he had always had his Gem Beasts there, stopping him from even being able to in the first place...? Was it... their fault...? At that thought, he darkened for a moment, but it was gone as soon as it came, and in this light, it was possible it had been missed completely.

"Do you want to sit down?" he asked after a few more moments. She said she had been getting cold, and here he'd run through the whole town. ... Oddly enough, though, she'd felt very warm in his arms. Maybe because there wasn't a breeze there.

In this dress? was Kay's first thought, and a suspiciously prim and girly one at that, but she was already envisioning the inn owner's horror when she returned the dress with smudges. And roof bits. And dirt.

She was never going to take her regular outfit for granted ever again. Or wear something like this on another date. ... With 777, she reminded herself. That was the next one.

"I'm fine," she assured Johan, crossing her arms over her chest and nodding for emphasis. Sure, maybe the temperature had dropped a bit, but this felt like a California night so far. It wasn't anything she couldn't handle. Not that she even knew he was concerned about that, since sitting down was synonymous to her legs being tired to her, and Kay's energy level scarcely allowed that to happen. "Go on."

"It's... I'm sorry, I'm still trying to gather my thoughts, truthfully." Johan wasn't sure where to begin. Quite frankly, he wasn't entirely sure what had happened to begin with. One moment they'd been having fun, leading every nosy gossip in the town on for seemingly no reason whatsoever, other than to have a good time anyway, and then--

"Only if you let me remain in your heart, extending my wings to shelter you."

"I'll never let you be alone."

Why had that bothered him so much? Why had that had the... the effect it had had on him? Was it because he didn't think she could keep her word, like his family hadn't? Or... was it because he thought she would?

... He had so many questions, and not nearly as many answers. It was so-- So frustrating! He did have one answer though. He knew Kay, so he knew as long as she had the power to, she would be keeping her word. Just remembering those words though, they gave him a... clenching feeling somewhere. In his throat? His stomach? He couldn't tell.

It wasn't like he and Juudai had never said things like that. Sure, Juudai had never been in his arms, but Johan knew that had nothing to do with it. Johan suspected, if anything, it was because unlike Juudai... Kay wasn't from his home. Those ties, everything about it, those things he wanted to see if he was able to exist without-- She knew him, and then she really knew him, all without them. Maybe it, because of that... Felt more sincere? Or it was able to hit deeper, without eight monsters getting the brunt of it before it could reach him...?

... Still so many questions.

The more he thought about it, though, the weaker his resolve became, to the point where he felt like sitting down. Instead, he gave her a weak look, a defeated look, and finally managed to ask her something. "What you said... Did you mean that?"

"No," Kay replied immediately, because she had no intention of actually staring into his eyes long enough to drown herself in them; that just sounded awful, pretty as they were. They weren't her exact shade of green, but she couldn't place a certain color to them, and any attempts to figure them out would involve looking at his irises for far longer than was--

Wait. Her own eyes cleared and she looked at Johan with an "OH" expression so apparent she might as well have said it out loud. Now that she thought about it, he probably meant that one statement of hers that had stunned him so badly. That made sense. This logic stuff that Mr. Edgeworth used so often did have its uses, after all!

"The drowning," she added belatedly. "But you already knew that. If you mean the other part..."

What had she said, anyway? Kay had been intent on being as sappy as possible, but what she'd told him at the time, without the flowery words to disguise it... that one hadn't been anywhere as bad as her words before or after. She'd sensed that truth in what Johan had murmured right before she'd replied, and so she hadn't even thought about sounding sentimental. She'd just...

In contrast to Johan's tired look, Kay straightened and met his eyes without any hesitation or doubt. "I may be a thief," she informed him quietly, "but I'm an honest one. So..." There was just a fraction of hesitation now, more so that she could fully remember her wording, and then she spoke again. Not murmured lovingly, not while clinging to him, and there was no audience to fool.

"Let me remain in your heart, extending my wings to shelter you." And, still quiet but firm, because she wanted her friend to understand this if he understood nothing else, "I'll never let you be alone, Johan."

At the speed of her response, naturally, Johan faltered some. A lot, actually, but he was strong and he was, well, surprised too, which saved him from reacting too early. Even though he had asked, he really hadn't been expecting that, but he supposed he'd done his fair share of bridge burning since he'd known her; or at least, that one conversation they had had about his relationship with her had probably done enough, but still, had that really--

Then he caught another look, a sudden look of understanding, and Johan stopped himself from reacting too soon. A moment later, he couldn't help but quirk a small smile, and he might have even laughed had he been feeling like his usual self, but at least he understood now. She just meant the drowning. In all honesty, Johan had almost forgotten about that part given how he'd been so blown away by the other one.

The other one which, after a few more moments and a firm look from Kay, was again repeated to him. Once again, despite the fact it hadn't even been half an hour since he'd heard it the first time, there were all of the emotions again. Maybe because it was said that much more sincerely this time, or maybe because even without the emotion, it just meant so...

He took a sharp intake of breath, clenching and unclenching his fists, and as much as he wanted to say something, to do something, he had to look away, taking another deep breath as he did. He felt so... low all of a sudden, compared to her; her conviction. With all of his questions, here she was saying... No one else had ever...

What was wrong with him? He could feel himself shaking on the inside. They were just words, weren't they? Sure, words with a boatload of other things behind them, but... Still...!!

He wanted to say something. To tell her something, and as he slowly, tentatively looked back at her, unable to meet her eyes, he found that he couldn't find his voice. He couldn't even apologize for not being able to say something, and that was even worse. All he could do was look at her, still not directly at her, and hope she could get even a fragment of what he wanted to say, even though he himself only had a little idea as to what that was.

Okay, she thought as she watched him, maybe saying it again had been a bad idea. Maybe even getting sucked into a Let's Fool Azalea game had been a bad idea. Maybe, if she had to think back that far, making that video post about not wanting her first date to be with a total stranger and kidnapper had been a bad idea.

Maybe it had been, but Kay didn't believe in regrets. She'd genuinely had fun with Johan tonight, and even if things felt different than the way they usually felt when she was with him, she couldn't bring herself to dislike that, either.

If there was anything she was sorry about, it was for stealing the smile from his face. Not for being honest, because she'd never feel bad for the truth, but Kay knew firsthand how the truth could affect you. How it could light up previously darkened paths, but also how much it could hurt, so that sometimes you just wished you'd never learned it at all. But was it hurting him? She couldn't quite decipher the look he was giving her, and he wasn't even looking at her, not entirely.

Well, fine. If he wasn't going to talk, she would. Her eyes weren't hiding anything, anyway.

"I'll say it as many times as I have to," she told him. "But if telling you the truth means you're going to look over my head, then I'll just... uh." A pause, and then triumphantly, "I'll stand on my toes!"

Some things never changed.

Even with all of what had happened, if Johan were to be asked, he would still say that this had been a good idea. He had had fun with her, he'd enjoyed seeing the sights with her, and up until that odd moment that had spun things a tad out of orbit, he'd even been having fun tricking the townspeople. Furthermore, he would have added, he HAD wanted to find out more things. He just wouldn't have thought something like this would have happened was all.

Right now, though, good ideas and bad ideas weren't really the kinds of things going through his mind. Instead, he was trying to bring himself to look at her, especially with her declaration of standing on her toes which, finally, got him to crack the smallest grin and look her in the eyes.

"Sorry," he said at long last, and though it wasn't as much of an apology as he would have liked (he did have the rest of the date, assuming it wasn't over now, to make it up to her) but it was certainly a start, that was for sure. He swallowed, and after a moment, his voice firmer now, he spoke again, repeating his apology. "Sorry for this."

With that, he reached out and put a hand on her shoulder. It was kind of curious, to be touching it directly instead of through her usual outfit, and especially not through her muffler, but that was something to ponder at a much later time, when he wasn't looking her in the eye trying to explain himself.

"I can't... I can't remember when anyone--" Johan stopped quickly, a different look taking over, and then he shook his head and resumed, correcting himself. "I can't remember when anyone human ever said anything like that to me with such... honesty, and earnesty. I just... I don't know what it means. I mean, Juudai and I have been through a lot, and I never up and had to run away when I was with him, but..."

Johan frowned. He wasn't doing a very good at explaining himself after all, was he?

After a moment of silence, he put his other hand to his chest and looked down.

"You... Really are a great friend to me, Kay. I don't think I've ever had one like you, before." That was important. He couldn't keep saying people were like Juudai or weren't, and Kay certainly wasn't like Juudai, because no one was like Juudai but Juudai, and no one was like Kay but Kay. And through her words--

And it clicked. His eyes widened in surprise, the clenched feeling went away and, in its place, came warmth. With that in mind, he put his hand on Kay's other shoulder and, after all of this, actually smiled at her.

"I get it now, Kay. I think I really get it now!" And he couldn't help but laugh. He almost felt like crying even. In fact, he'd hug her if he hadn't been doing close to that just a few moments ago. "I... I do care about you for more than just our partners, Kay! A lot more! And I realize that now, I just-- I didn't understand, I've never had this kind of thing before, and it was so--"

And then... Oh, the heck with it.

Johan, grinning like a fool, pulled her over and gave her a hug.

Kay stilled under his hand, rather fascinated by the changing of Johan's expressions as he struggled to get out what he wanted to say. It was like the facial equivalent of a light show! She suppressed a smile at that, made easier when he added his other palm and she relaxed a little under that warmth.

Johan had once said that she was like Juudai, but different, something Kay hadn't been too sure that she liked. He hadn't been able to explain it, then, and throughout it all, she'd been worried that their friendship's basis was all due to their Pokémon. And she hadn't wanted that at all.

So when he finally said it, and said it joyously without Kay having needed to steer him in that direction at all (not that she would have), she almost felt like crying. He cared, and it wasn't through spirits or their partners or Kay's ties to a vigilante thief, it was because he was Johan and she was Kay, and a promise to watch each other's backs had been renewed.

It took a minute or two for her to work out what had just taken place, but then her arms went around his neck and she buried her face in his shoulder and just-- held on. If nothing else, this date had helped them both. Not exactly for the sake of practice, but it had done so much more.

"Feeling's mutual," she mumbled, trembling slightly with the effort to not let her emotions get the better of her. "I can't steal that."

Johan wasn't so sure about that, but he knew for sure that this outing of theirs had definitely been for the better. Meeting Kay had been for the better, quite frankly, and that wasn't going to change, no matter what ever happened in the future.

At Kay hugging him back, Johan let himself close his eyes and smile for a moment. He definitely was right now, and there were going to be no more doubts about Kay. Of that much, he was sure. It seemed he was suddenly becoming sure of a lot of things, as it happened, and he didn't mind at all.

"Actually," he mused quietly, finding himself starting to tremble just a little bit. As long as he had her there, though, he knew he would be okay-- That everything would be okay. Tipping his head slightly, pressing it against hers, he grinned a little and continued. "If you ever want to, I won't mind getting stolen if you're the thief behind it all."

She'd been doing so well, too, but that one little comment of his had the additional effect of that rush of heat returning to her cheeks. Luckily, she was able to dispel it fairly rapidly, thanks in part to reminiscing about the "fight" she'd staged with Juudai over who was stealing whom. It was simple enough to joke with a friend, even if there were some problematic feelings simmering underneath it all that she wasn't sure what to make of just yet.

Kay shivered involuntarily, unable to comprehend whether that was due to that weird feeling in her chest or if the temperature had dropped at all. She didn't move away from Johan, though, and grinned impishly up at him after the chill passed. He'd as good as volunteered himself, something she could tease Juudai about later if it ever came up. "Johan get!"

"Johan get?" he repeated after a moment, as if he was testing out how the words sounded out of his own lips. Not that him doing that to himself made much sense, but then, not a lot of what had transpired tonight would make much sense to most other people anyway. That was kind of nice, in a way. A night only they would understand.

He chuckled a little at her boldness, having no idea what was going through her mind at the moment, and even nodded. He hadn't been lying when he said that, oddly enough, even though him and being possessed (literally and otherwise) by others was always a soft subject.

"So long as you don't go stuffing me in any balls--" Johan pulled back just a little, just enough so he could look her in the eye and grin properly at her. "Yeah, I don't mind being yours then."

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