[that would be nice. not like it embarrassed him... it annoyed him. he hated being seen as some kid regularly, but when he's on a date and holding asahi's hand and he hears stupid little comments about 'oh look how nice, father and son out together' he wanted to punch them.

he feels a little drowsy, the alcohol starting to really hit him. he felt more alert, but his body felt... slow and heavy.

resting his chin in his hands as he watches him, eyelids drooping just a bit.]

...Next time I should just invite you over when it's lonely and quiet, hm? Instead of trying to seduce you with dumb pictures.