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"Eizen?" said Rokurou, sounding troubled. He was frowning into his cup of sake, swirling it around pensively. He was several drinks in, the point where he either became quite annoying or quite funny, but rarely this serious.
Eizen leaned forward in his chair. "Aye?"
"Would you still love me if I was a bug?"
If Eizen had millions of chances to predict what Rokurou was going to say next, luck of the Reaper's curse or not, he would never have guessed that. He was so surprised that he missed the tiny word Rokurou had slipped into that sentence. "Excuse me?"
"It's something Magilou said yesterday, and at the time, I thought it was funny, but now it's bothering me. She said it to Velvet, and Velvet said, 'I never loved you before, so I would put you in a jar with no breathing holes.' And then Magilou cried her fake-ass clown tears."
"I would never hurt an insect," said Eizen.
"But would you still love me?"
"Well, I don't know of any artes that could turn you into a bug, so I believe we don't have to worry about that."
"What if it was one of Melchior's illusions?"
"I saw right through those, even the one directed at me. Your question is moot."
"Eizen, it doesn't matter if it can actually happen or not, it's a thought experiment! Go with it!"
"Alright...fine, I'll indulge you." Eizen thought for a second. "If you were a bug, then I'd be a bug, too, and we'd have bug sex." He tried to raise one eyebrow and couldn't do it.
Thankfully, Rokurou was also weird. "Dude...sexy. But no, you're missing the point. In this situation, I'm the only one who's a bug. You're still a malak."
"Then I would still love you."
Rokurou brightened.
"As long as you're not a stag beetle."
Rokurou slammed down his cup, and it spluttered alcohol onto the table. "Well, if you were a rhinoceros beetle, I wouldn't still love you."
Eizen was about to argue back, but then something more pressing caught his attention. 'I wouldn't still love you' meant that... "Wait. You just implied that you love me now."
"I didn't..." Rokurou couldn't possibly deny it. "Well, you said it first."
"Because you asked me if I would."
They both looked away from each other. Eizen picked out shapes in the swirls on the floor. He waited for Rokurou to take back what he said or call it an accident. Eizen didn't want him to, nor did he have the strength to lie and deny it himself.
Rokurou scooted closer and whispered, "Made ya say it."
Eizen started to protest that Rokurou hadn't even intended to do so, but Rokurou kissed him and then licked him for some reason.
"Do I get a tiny bug house?" Rokurou asked.
"Yes." Eizen lit up. "With a tiny bug tunnel."
Rokurou bounced in his chair slightly. "Yes!"
"You're not worrying over that question anymore, then?" said Eizen.
"Nah. But...I would like to have bug sex."
