"...My mouth?" That is sure a word that just exited out of Chikusa's voice box. He doesn't even seem embarrassed or ashamed at all as he makes his way through the forest, shuffling at a fairly high speed to put the ayakashi long behind them.
Why should he be embarrassed? It's just a simple fact. Even on regular days, him and Ken are by each other's side constantly, although not 24-7. But morning, usually lunch, and then the evening... Co-dependence is practically their married name at this point. Needless to say, as a pair of teenagers, they do more than their fair share of kissing as well.
Still, he doesn't want anyone sniffing at his mouth, so Chikusa thinks a little more. "If you give me a moment, I can look through my bag... I'm pretty sure I'll have something of his... somewhere." After all, Ken doesn't even keep track of his own phone. Chikusa is pretty sure the only item Ken keeps careful track of would be his Channels.
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Why should he be embarrassed? It's just a simple fact. Even on regular days, him and Ken are by each other's side constantly, although not 24-7. But morning, usually lunch, and then the evening... Co-dependence is practically their married name at this point. Needless to say, as a pair of teenagers, they do more than their fair share of kissing as well.
Still, he doesn't want anyone sniffing at his mouth, so Chikusa thinks a little more. "If you give me a moment, I can look through my bag... I'm pretty sure I'll have something of his... somewhere." After all, Ken doesn't even keep track of his own phone. Chikusa is pretty sure the only item Ken keeps careful track of would be his Channels.