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“Hello, my diamond!”
Mondo choked on his lemonade. Holy shit did he just- he took a deep breath. Okay, calm yer tits, it’s just a pet name for fuck’s sake, thought Mondo.
He glanced up at Taka from the beach towel he was sitting on. “Hey, what’s up kareshi?” asked Mondo, putting down his motorcycle magazine.
Kiyotaka didn’t seem to notice Mondo’s fluster. “I’d bike to spend time with you in my cabin later! Would you like to gang out?” Owada noticed Ishimaru’s red eyes shimmering with pride.
Oh, I see what’s going on here, Mondo realized. You’re … flirting? He smirked at Taka. “Of course, BAE,” he chuckled. “But only if you bring the lube!” (Okay, maybe he’s taking it too far, but that’s what Taka gets for flustering him with a pet na-)
Kiyotaka didn’t even hesitate. “Owada good idea! I would like to see you full commondo!”
Well shit.
Mondo’s brain imploded. That’s it. Taka broke him. Owada.exe has stopped functioning. (If Mondo had had any capacity for thought at that moment, he might’ve been thankful that the couple was alone on the beach, and no one could see him turn into a tomato.)
Taka sat down next to Mondo on the beach towel, looking satisfied at Mondo’s reaction. “You know,” he said, “I do pompadore your attempts to return my flirtation, but I did my research on the subject.”
Mondo deadpanned, “Did. Did you research how to flirt.”
“All for you, kareshi!”
“.. I dunno whether to feel worried or amused.”
A frown made its way onto Taka’s lips. “Did you dislike it? Was the ‘commondo’ bit overstepping?”
Owada kissed Ishimaru lightly. “God I fucking love you”, he muttered, wrapping his arms around Taka. “Also you’re fine, you didn’t overstep.”
“Oh. Good, Kokichi’s advice holds up!”
“Hold up, Kokichi?”
“Correct. He actually recommended that I flirt with puns and sexual innuendos. He said it would improve our relationship, so naturally I wanted to do so.”
“Next time, don’t listen to him. He was jus’ messing with you.”
Although, Mondo supposed he wouldn’t be against more flirting...