[He really doesn't understand Makishima in the way Toudou does, and maybe he wishes he could be more like him at this point, put his foot down over something that is clearly out of the ordinary and demand a clear answer. But the fact of the matter is that Kinjou and Toudou are two different people. Makishima treats them different, just as they both treat him differently. Kinjou can't be as straight-forward as Toudou can be. But he can be patient, he can be understanding, he can let Makishima do as he wants and accept it as his decision. Even if he's still worried, even if he's still thinking about the conversation they just had. Things Makishima has forgotten, things he knew had happened, things he's so sure are true and yet Makishima has no recollection of them.
He doesn't want to think about it, not now. And so Kinjou simply lets himself be enveloped in this kiss, lets Makishima eliminate his worries and focus on just him instead. His hair is still damn, his hand is a bit cool, he must have just barely finished bathing. Kinjou sets a hand on Makishima's waist and takes a deep inhale through his nose as he pulls away for breath. He smells so clean and fresh, yet still so entirely like Makishima.]
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He doesn't want to think about it, not now. And so Kinjou simply lets himself be enveloped in this kiss, lets Makishima eliminate his worries and focus on just him instead. His hair is still damn, his hand is a bit cool, he must have just barely finished bathing. Kinjou sets a hand on Makishima's waist and takes a deep inhale through his nose as he pulls away for breath. He smells so clean and fresh, yet still so entirely like Makishima.]