“So you would have me believe.” Saguru sighed, honestly unfazed by Kaito’s feeble attempt to dismiss his worries. Even though he’d said he would rather know than ponder in silence, it was true that confirmation had just made him more anxious than ever, but he stuck to the parental tone he had adorned and the air of confidence he generally carried.
Which was amusing in Naoto’s body, per se.
“I’m glad you told me.” He admitted, leaning forward (more like up) to kiss at his cheek. “… But I dont like this one bit.”
Just imagine it was Saguru, just imagine it was Saguru- oh no that’s cute.
“What don’t you like, the fact that I live life to the extreme, or the fact that you’re now a much cuter height?” Not that Naoto was cuter than Saguru, but the idea of a Saguru who was much more hug-sized was quite appealing. At least he’d be the big spoon for once. “Because I find them both to be rather apt inducers of tachycardia.”