[There was some junk in Tim's trunk for Majima to check out if he was so inclined, but in terms of junk versus baggage, he probably had way more baggage. But Majima was also apparently willing to deal with the current baggage to ass ratio that they had going on right now, which was a way better outcome than Tim had anticipated.]
[Which... kind of described how this whole thing with the two of them had gone in general. Better than expected.]
[Tim put both hands against Majima's jaw, framing his face.]
God, how are you real? Did I just, like, dream you up?
[He kissed him again, quickly, just because he could, before putting his hands down on Majima's chest. (God. Things that he was continually thankful for-- Majima's tendency to never button his shirts up all the way.) It was tempting to just say that he wanted to stay right here, but he knew that if they did he'd probably just keep making out with him, and they were kind of in public? No one was around yet, sure, but that could change pretty quick.]
Yeah, let's walk a bit. It's really nice out, anyway?
[Not that Tim was exactly, like. Moving away from Majima's hold or in the direction of walking, but who could blame him?]
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Date: 2019-05-20 12:41 am (UTC)[Which... kind of described how this whole thing with the two of them had gone in general. Better than expected.]
[Tim put both hands against Majima's jaw, framing his face.]
God, how are you real? Did I just, like, dream you up?
[He kissed him again, quickly, just because he could, before putting his hands down on Majima's chest. (God. Things that he was continually thankful for-- Majima's tendency to never button his shirts up all the way.) It was tempting to just say that he wanted to stay right here, but he knew that if they did he'd probably just keep making out with him, and they were kind of in public? No one was around yet, sure, but that could change pretty quick.]
Yeah, let's walk a bit. It's really nice out, anyway?
[Not that Tim was exactly, like. Moving away from Majima's hold or in the direction of walking, but who could blame him?]