The Habits of Lovers (Closed RP, Kusuriyuri/Kurama, probably NSFW)

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"Now, if you've been mournful with me, your poor lover must have dealt with worse."

That was the thing about Yukimura... he always knew just the right thing to say to get Kurama thinking. He wasn't wrong, either. Kusuriyuri had seen Kurama break down completely, and had endured the melancholy with extreme patience. It hadn't yet occurred to Kurama that a very heartfelt thank-you was in order, but he realized the opportunity was knocking for what he hoped would be a rather spectacular appreciation.

When he'd snuck off to Japan with Mello and Matt, he'd bought yards of fabric; beautiful, high-quality stuff made just for kimono. He'd bought them with Kusuriyuri in mind, remembering the damage done to his "work clothes" after the first encounter with Karasu. While repairs had been made to the original outer kimono, Kurama had thought to surprise his lover with a second. He'd secretly put his considerable skills at sewing (being able to make and repair your own clothing was an invaluable tool, he always thought) to work, he'd worked out the second outer kimono in the style of the first, though embroidered with the patterns of wind and water and silvery falling leaves than the color cacophony of the first.

He folded the garment carefully and wrapped it in tissue paper, then setting off to find Kusuriyuri and present him with the gift.

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"This one would be most honoured to wear such a robe. It is far more beautiful than the junihitoe he has seen. Far richer. He bowed until his forehead was touching Kurama's hand. "This one is not worthy of such," he whispered softly.

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"No, koi," he reached out, lifting Kusuriyuri's head with both hands. He leaned forward until they were nose to nose. "You are very worthy. Each stitch is because I love you."

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"Itoshii," Kusuriyuri murmured. He brought a hand up to touch the back of Kurama's and leaned forward a little, tilting his chin so he could kiss Kurama gently.

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Kurama basked din that kiss, savoring it and reciprocating with a smile that was soft and giddy and deeply happy. "I love you," he sighed. "Completely."

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Kusuriyuri moved his hand so that he could touch and play with Kurama's hair. "And, this one, you," he murmured. "This one...something so fine was never expected," he whispered, looking down at the kimono again.

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"You deserve it," Kurama grinned, brushing another kiss to Kusuriyuri's mouth. He could admit it: he was proud of his work and the reaction it inspired.

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"Deserve?" Kusuriyuri asked softly, puzzled. "This one does not understand how such could be deserved." He looked back up at Kurama. "This one is grateful, very grateful," he murmured.

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"You put up with me, at the very least," he chuckled. He moved around the table so he could sit next to Kusuriyuri. He curled and arm around Kusuriyuri's waist and rested his head on a shoulder. "You are kind and understanding, patient. I wanted to make something beautiful for you."

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Kusuriyuri leaned his cheek on Kurama's head, one arm going around Kurama, the other hand tracing the embroidery. "This one is richly rewarded for 'putting up with' you, though he does not see it as such." He sighed. "Though, to wear such, to feel that which went into it," he let the words trail off.

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Kurama squeezed him gently, the smile never leaving his face. "Will you wear it today? I want to make sure it falls right on you." which he knew it did, but he wanted to see Kusuriyuri wear it.

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"If...If Itoshii would aid him in properly putting it on," he asked. It wasn't actual technique, more than something with so much emotion in it should be put on by the one who created it.

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"Of course," he leaned back, pausing for another kiss before standing and offering his hand to Kusuriyuri. "It will look many times more beautiful with you wearing it, I think." Though, in his opinion, Kusuriyui on his own was far more lovely.

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Kusuriyuri took Kurama's hand, allowing himself to be pulled up. When on his feet, he wrapped his arms around Kurama. "Ore no aisuru no baka na kitsune," he whispered.

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Kurama ginned again, hugging him tight. "I love you, Koibito. All I want is for your happiness."

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Kusuriyuri let his fingers wander down into Kurama's tail, combing it a little. "Itoshii says so, however, it is mostly his own happiness he is after," he said solemnly, looking up at Kurama.

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"Is it so wrong that seeing you happy makes me happy as well?" He smiled gently and kissed the top of Kusuriyuri's head. "How cruel."

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"Cruel? To speak the truth of my Itoshii is cruel?" Kusuriyuri asked, his voice even more solemn. "Such a delicate ego, now?" His fingers continued to work in what of Kurama's tail he could reach.

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"It is quite fragile an ego," he agreed with equal solemnity. "You have it quite thoroughly wrapped around your little finger."

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Kusuriyuri actually chuckled. "Itoshii's ego is far too large to be fragile and wrapped around this one's finger." He dragged his fingers up Kurama's back. "Though, this one is flattered to hear so. It pleases him that Itoshii would think such." There was a hint of color on his cheeks.

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"Fragile but pliable? Like most egos, but better for virtue that it's mine." Kusuriyuri's fingers made his spine tingle. He humme softly, turning his fingers around the knot of Kusuriyuri's obi, eager more to see his lover in the kimono than undressed... for now.

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"Ah, is that so?" Kusuriyuri asked. He pressed his cheek to Kurama's chest then turned to kiss it gently. "Then, let us not damage it here," he said solemnly.

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"It is so," he smiled, tugging the obi loose and draping it over a shelf. With exaggerated care he lifted the outer kimono from Kusuriyuri' shoulders. "Where would you suggest an ego damaging? Is there an appropriate place?"

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Kusuriyuri considered a moment, his eyes on his hands on Kurama's chest once his kimono was off. "There is not," he said, his tone serious, not playful. "This one prefers his Itoshii to have an undamaged ego." He leaned forward, his head coming to rest on Kurama's chest.

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"Tch, you're going to make me fall in love with you again, being so sweet as you are." He embraced Kusuriyuri tightly, kissing the top of his head. "That you endure this silly fox... you are amazing."

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Kusuriyuri kept his hands where they were, needing to be embraced fully. He lifted his face so he could look up at Kurama. "This one loves Itoshii in his frailty, but Itoshii's strength is joy."