( fighting and reading and... chess. wow. Crowley's a grandpa in a hot boyfriend's body. it makes Aoba grin, half obscured still by the covers, but there's no hiding the way the lines crinkle around his eyes with it.
though at the mention of working on cars and working on them, Aoba's eyebrows raise. that's... not. a bad. image. at all. in fact, maybe that's a thing he'll dwell on later when they aren't talking about a bunch of different things at once.
but the mention of a person Crowley hates—really catches his interest, makes him quiet, even when the I don't like running admittance is pretty funny. why would he stay with someone he hates? even if he keeps things interesting, isn't that... kind of...? hm. )
December 5th...
( a soft murmur as he studies Crowley's face again, his eyelashes, the color of those eyes. even if Crowley doesn't celebrate it like humans do anymore, Aoba won't forget it.
it's all information he peculates on for a few seconds before offering his own, )
... My birthday is April 22nd. And.... ( for some reason, he feels like he'll be teased if he says his favorite color is blue, so he won't, ) ... I like music. Usually I'll listen to some before I fall asleep. I work at Junk Shop Heibon—it's not really junk, just... a little bit of everything. You can find some pretty good parts there.
My AllMate's name is Ren—you should meet him sometime—and he's usually with me. It's weird that we've met pretty much the few times I haven't had him around, actually. And... hm. I hate milk. It's disgusting.
( understatement. )
And I guess—that's the type of person I wouldn't like very much either.
( people who want to stab you in the back and are without morals are... pretty terrible!!! )
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though at the mention of working on cars and working on them, Aoba's eyebrows raise. that's... not. a bad. image. at all. in fact, maybe that's a thing he'll dwell on later when they aren't talking about a bunch of different things at once.
but the mention of a person Crowley hates—really catches his interest, makes him quiet, even when the I don't like running admittance is pretty funny. why would he stay with someone he hates? even if he keeps things interesting, isn't that... kind of...? hm. )
December 5th...
( a soft murmur as he studies Crowley's face again, his eyelashes, the color of those eyes. even if Crowley doesn't celebrate it like humans do anymore, Aoba won't forget it.
it's all information he peculates on for a few seconds before offering his own, )
... My birthday is April 22nd. And.... ( for some reason, he feels like he'll be teased if he says his favorite color is blue, so he won't, ) ... I like music. Usually I'll listen to some before I fall asleep. I work at Junk Shop Heibon—it's not really junk, just... a little bit of everything. You can find some pretty good parts there.
My AllMate's name is Ren—you should meet him sometime—and he's usually with me. It's weird that we've met pretty much the few times I haven't had him around, actually. And... hm. I hate milk. It's disgusting.
( understatement. )
And I guess—that's the type of person I wouldn't like very much either.
( people who want to stab you in the back and are without morals are... pretty terrible!!! )