[ He laughs at Mark's sudden comment, a startled kind of noise. If Mark's not pulling away, he won't either — his hand lowers from where it's gripping Mark's arm to thread their fingers together. With his other hand, he gives him a playful shove in the shoulder, still smiling. ]
You falling for me, man?
[ The words are smug, teasing, the smirk on his lips playful. He's made more bold by Mark going along with his schemes, and by his earnestly given praise. There's nothing malicious about it — it's the opposite, really, openly flirtatious. The closer Josuke gets to someone, the more he treats them like one of his punks, someone he can joke around with and push and taunt.
It helps, too, that they're alone. It's like their very own secret moment stolen away. ]
It'll be cooler when we make it away with the goods, [ There are workers nearby, so he stops them behind another machine, peeking around the corner. ] Just gotta sneak past here..
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You falling for me, man?
[ The words are smug, teasing, the smirk on his lips playful. He's made more bold by Mark going along with his schemes, and by his earnestly given praise. There's nothing malicious about it — it's the opposite, really, openly flirtatious. The closer Josuke gets to someone, the more he treats them like one of his punks, someone he can joke around with and push and taunt.
It helps, too, that they're alone. It's like their very own secret moment stolen away. ]
It'll be cooler when we make it away with the goods, [ There are workers nearby, so he stops them behind another machine, peeking around the corner. ] Just gotta sneak past here..