incutaro:
[Ah, there they are. He can feel his boredom ebbing away already. Though he can detect discomfort in their features, that doesn’t stop him from slinking over, draping his arms over their shoulders.]
I’ve been so bored without you~
[He lathes his tongue against their neck.]
Why don’t you put your things away and allow me to… help?
[They shiver softly at the touch, becoming hyper-aware of the beads of sweat dribbling down their cheek in the process. In pride, they swallow a bubble in their throat.]
[Either way, Giorno doesn’t make an effort to pull him away. Instead, they brazenly ruffle their fingers through the others’ black locks before slipping away and re-grabbing the previously discarded bags of food.]
[They tut.]
Ah... skipping back on meals again? That sure is something, Kujo... What on earth am I going to do with you?
[They let out a grunt as they slither into the kitchen, one could note how they bend down to place the food right back into the fridge. It’s a careful process, and they might just be teasing.]


















