[Were Keaton anything other than what he is - a hybrid cross between human and beast, any hope for a future cuddle would be surely dashed. However, an overeager dog is always going to try to sit in the lap of someone it likes, regardless of size or convenience.
Takasugi might indulge, depending on his state of sobriety.
Don't give up, Keaton!
Feeling breath evenly warming and cooling his shoulder, Takasugi's unconsciously matches the pace. Deeper inhales, more relaxed exhales. Until he too is falling asleep, before he can notice his sleeve growing damp.
He'll notice in the morning, though.
The realization doesn't have him bolting upright, but he doesn't feign any consideration for his bedmate when he rises to prop himself against the headboard and grab his pipe.
A morning smoke, the scent aromatic and full of earth.]
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Takasugi might indulge, depending on his state of sobriety.
Don't give up, Keaton!
Feeling breath evenly warming and cooling his shoulder, Takasugi's unconsciously matches the pace. Deeper inhales, more relaxed exhales. Until he too is falling asleep, before he can notice his sleeve growing damp.
He'll notice in the morning, though.
The realization doesn't have him bolting upright, but he doesn't feign any consideration for his bedmate when he rises to prop himself against the headboard and grab his pipe.
A morning smoke, the scent aromatic and full of earth.]