"Soubi..." Ritsuka tried, placing his chopsticks on the plate he had been picking at. His face was dead serious, something Soubi loved more than anything.
"Yes, Ritsuka?" Soubi sat a little straighter and looked the younger male in his eyes.
"You love me, right?" The brunette sounded almost hurt, like a kicked puppy.
"Of course I do. Why?" Replied the older, frowning and tilting his head with sympathy.
"Why is it you… Why is it you haven't tried anything more than kissing?" The boy was blushing bright red, another thing Soubi loved.
"You aren't ready for anything like that." Soubi replied, and he went on with his meal.
Silence ensued for a few moments, the blond eating and reading a book that he had no real interest in, Ritsuka sitting with his hands in his lap, shame on his girlish features.
"Soubi, what if I told you that I was ready?" The suddenness and sureness of the statement made the blond snap his gaze at the young male, confused.
"Finish your dinner, Ritsuka. Are you sleeping here tonight?" Said Soubi, turning to his book again and taking another bite of his food. Ritsuka gave a hurt look, but recovered almost immediately and picked up his chopsticks again.
"I'm going home."