[ It's not really an answer, but unlike Toudou, Makishima can't tell what Kinjou is thinking just with that kiss. They'd grown much closer in their time here on Amoi, but they were not close enough that they could do what he and Toudou did.
As far as Makishima knew, nothing was wrong with this.
He hummed softly into the kiss, returning it and reaching up a damp hand to touch the side of Kinjou's face. ]
[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.]
[ Makishima hums softly into the kiss. It's sweet and gentle, not their typical kisses that lead them to tumbling into bed and Maki appreciates that. It makes him feel as if Kinjou loves him for far more than sex and that's important to Makishima. Their relationship had started off a bit backwards, cart before the horse, but here they were, dating, and living together no less. It was more than Makishima could have ever asked for and he hoped it never changed. ]
[Kinjou takes his time with him, slow and gentle, like the only thing he wants to do is kiss him this way forever. Ever since they'd solidified their relationship- an actual relationship, Kinjou's had a difficult time keeping his hands off of Makishima in private. However this time it's different, and not just because Makishima just came out of the shower. Which brings him to a thought...
He pulls away for a moment, kisses along the corner of his mouth, knuckles brushing alone his jawline.]
[ Makishima had a towel wrapped around his entire body, his hair hanging loose still and dripping just a little onto the bathroom floor. He looks surprised at Kinjou's offer. He's never let anyone dry his hair before, not since he was a child, but he thought that if it was Kinjou he would enjoy it. ]
Ah, sure, sho.
[ He smiled softly as he unwrapped his towel from his body and handed it to Kinjou. Being naked in front of him wasn't embarrassing. He was used to being in bathhouses with Kinjou but the intimacy of their relationship made it more embarrassing. Kinjou knew all the intimate details of his body now, every divet, every mole front and back, and Makishima loved him for it. ]
[During the entirety of their relationship and sleeping together, Kinjou's greatly enjoyed being able to touch Makishima's hair as much as possible, knowing that he's never been the sort to let anyone put their hands on it. Its almost felt like a privilege. But if there's anything he hasn't been able to do in the time they've been together, it's something as domestic as this. It really makes him feel like they're a proper couple.
The nudity isn't a problem at all and doesn't make him falter for a second as he takes the towel and dabs away some wetness on Makishima's shoulders before pulling it over his head and carefully beginning to dry his hair. His movements are slow though, very cautious, and he can't help but smile in amusement because he feels so very unsure about something as simple as drying someone's hair.]
I can't imagine that this is a quick process for you.
[ Kinjou had cause to worry. Makishima was very particular about who touched his hair and how. If he even dared to pull it Kinjou was likely to lose that privilege for a week if not more. ]
Ah, no it takes awhile sho.
[ His hair was soft, but it was constantly being colored and recolored which didn't really help the overall health of his hair. It was only by the several different jars of conditioners and creams that he kept it feeling and looking as nice as it did. He had Toudou to thank for that. ]
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As far as Makishima knew, nothing was wrong with this.
He hummed softly into the kiss, returning it and reaching up a damp hand to touch the side of Kinjou's face. ]
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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.]
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He pulls away for a moment, kisses along the corner of his mouth, knuckles brushing alone his jawline.]
Would you let me help you dry off?
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Ah, sure, sho.
[ He smiled softly as he unwrapped his towel from his body and handed it to Kinjou. Being naked in front of him wasn't embarrassing. He was used to being in bathhouses with Kinjou but the intimacy of their relationship made it more embarrassing. Kinjou knew all the intimate details of his body now, every divet, every mole front and back, and Makishima loved him for it. ]
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The nudity isn't a problem at all and doesn't make him falter for a second as he takes the towel and dabs away some wetness on Makishima's shoulders before pulling it over his head and carefully beginning to dry his hair. His movements are slow though, very cautious, and he can't help but smile in amusement because he feels so very unsure about something as simple as drying someone's hair.]
I can't imagine that this is a quick process for you.
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Ah, no it takes awhile sho.
[ His hair was soft, but it was constantly being colored and recolored which didn't really help the overall health of his hair. It was only by the several different jars of conditioners and creams that he kept it feeling and looking as nice as it did. He had Toudou to thank for that. ]