[team four] lost in translation

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shori's english is truly a blessing.

"Dangerous," Shori says with his own special brand of bravado, that is until Kento looks up from his cell phone with a cocked brow. He repeats the word a second time but it trails off in his usual whispery voice and Kento is left once again to figure out what the hell Shori could mean when he says just one single solitary English word. When things like this come up, Kento is ready to play along, and today is no different, though he can't for the life of him figure out why Shori has just asserted that something, or someone is 'dangerous'. "What's dangerous, Shori?" Kento replies in English, trying his best not to laugh, but cracking a smile anyway. It's hard not to. Shori's struggles are kind of cute. No, he thinks, not just kind of cute, they're really cute. So when Shori struggles to reply in English, Kento can't help but smile at him, and even if it's a bit due to how unfortunate it all is, it's still genuine. "Danger... is... yeah," is all that comes out, and Kento gives him a puzzled look. Sometimes, he's pretty certain that Shori's hopeless when it comes to retaining anything regarding the English language. Kento nods a little, and Shori tries to continue, in the meantime coming to sit down with the other male. "Dangerous," he repeats again, and pats Kento's knee. He doesn't seem to be giving the English up, so Kento is left to figure out the mystery of this all on his own. "Does your knee hurt, Shori?" Kento asks, raising an eyebrow. Certainly Shori understood how to express something like that, but for clarity's sake, it was worth a shot. However, when Shori shakes his head, Kento's lips pull into a line, dismayed. "Nonono, not hurt... hurt... heart!" He beams then, as if he's clearly said something intelligible, and poor Kento is left even more clueless. In fact, he's so clueless that he doesn't respond in English this time, but in Japanese. "You idiot, that's called a 'knee', not a 'heart'!" Kento pats his chest to emphasize that a heart is in fact located in the chest and not in his kneecap. "What are you talking about?" "Oh... knee," Shori nods, understanding and then going deep into thought for a moment. "No, no, not knee, Kento," "Me?" "Yes!" "I am dangerous?" Shori nods furiously at this, and Kento grins a little bit. He's not sure what he could have done to make Shori assert that he was dangerous all of a sudden, but he's intrigued nonetheless. "Does this have something to do with my heart?" Kento asks with a sheepish laugh, and Shori's ears pinken as it's spoken in a language that he can fully understand. "Iya, it's just that Kentokun is..." Shori's voice trails off for a moment before he continues, "You're dangerous!" He asserts his point, this time clearly, and in Japanese. Of course it did have to do with matters of the heart, but that was certainly not something that he wanted to say out loud. "I wasn't even doing anything! I was just looking at my cell phone," Kento laughs, "If I had done a kabedon or something, it'd make sense but..." he picks up his phone and shows Shori what he was reading, and makes a face. "It was just this. Is it just my presence that's dangerous to you?" Shori doesn't answer this, instead moving away from the bed once again, moving to pace across the room. This of course leaves Kento unsatisfied, and of course, ready to push the question. With Shori's back to him, Kento sees a fine opportunity to sneak up and... blow on the shell of Shori's ear. Of course Shori reacts, his ears are sensitive regardless of the fact that he totally heard Kento appear behind him. "See," he states, "Dangerous," "I haven't done anything," Kento chortles and watches as Shori attempts to abscond. Shori's paced backwards into a chair at a table, surprisingly close to the wall. Unbeknownst to the younger of the two males, this left him in the perfect position for even more bothering. In fact, it was so perfect, Kento was forced not to let it pass. Shori notices as Kento moves closer and closer but he does nothing to change his position. He's pretty much cornered anyway. "Do you not feel safe, Shori? Or do you maybe mean dangerous in another way?" As Kento says this, he presses both of his hands against the wall behind Shori, peering down at him. All things considered, he enjoyed this positioning very much, but that's a story for another time. "I," Shori stammers, closing his eyes when he finds that there's no where he can glance where Kento can't see his expression. At least if he closes his eyes, he can pretend that he's not being observed. "It's not like I don't feel safe around you..." His voice grows small, and it's cute, and Kento drops his arms, moving to squat in front of the younger male. A hand comes to Shori's shoulder, and when the younger male opens his eyes in surprise, he gasps quietly, immediately shutting his eyes once again. "It's okay, you can look at me~" Kento teases, grinning as Shori grimaces. Despite his adverse reaction, Kento noticed that Shori never asked him to stop bothering him this way. His free hand brushes against the younger male's cheek, and he brushes Shori's fringe out of his face, which he can tell has heated up significantly. It just means that Shori has not had a victory, not today. "Dangerous," he whispers. It's so quiet that Kento barely catches it. Surprisingly, Shori opens his eyes, and for a split second, even retains eye contact with Kento. Shortly, he averts his gaze and sighs, hoping to dispel some of the embarrassment pent-up inside of his body. It is to no avail, though, and suddenly, Kento's face is even closer than before. Kento swears it's an experiment to see how far he can push Shori, but there's at least a part of him that keeps telling him to glance down at Shori's lips for one second, and then two seconds, and then a few longer moments... his own lips quiver, and just as he's about to close the distance, he snaps back to reality, sitting back some and coming to rest against the wall. "Now I understand..." Kento says with a little half-laugh. "You are dangerous, too, Shori," The younger male raises an eyebrow at this, wondering if Kento truly knew what he'd meant. It worries him a bit. Clearing his throat, Shori gets to his feet, stepping over Kento and padding towards the door. The older male looks up, quirking his head and asking, "Where are you going?" Shori turns around for a moment and smiles a little, motioning toward the door, "Oh, to get cock."

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