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Okay, fine. [He shrugged, giving Polnareff a halfhearted shove in response.] What is it?

How'd you know? I mean-- you went from best friends to boyfriends. How'd you know it was worth making the leap?

Edited 2016-08-02 14:28 (UTC)

...It wasn't easy. It still isn't, honestly. [Kakyoin adjusted his glasses, glancing away.] We didn't give up one for the other--Jojo's still my best friend, so you're out of luck if you were hoping to move up a rank with me. [He gave Polnareff a light shove to his shoulder, smiling.]

At the time I thought I was taking a pretty huge risk, but...look at it this way. Imagine you have the choice between telling Buccellati the truth when you're not sure if it might ruin everything you've ever had, or you can keep it to yourself and let things stay exactly the same. Would you regret keeping your mouth shut when it fels like you're keeping a massive secret from him?

I knew it was worth it because I didn't want to have regrets anymore. And I wanted him to know without any doubt that he's worth everything to me.

[...]

Giorno helped a lot. Aggressively helped, as he usually does.

[That makes sense. And, truthfully, it was the conclusion he himself was already coming to. When had he ever kept anything to himself? Oh, he would have to do it carefully, of course, he wasn't just going to blurt it out-- but if worst came to absolute worst, surely Bruno wasn't the kind to cut all ties simply because someone had feelings for him.

Hopefully.]

I don't rank you two, you know, you're both equally my best friend in my eyes.

[He said it jokingly, but it was more so he could buy himself some time to think. Eventually, though:]

Yeah. All right. I'll figure it out sooner or later, I guess. Probably sooner, I'm getting sick of all the uncertainty.

I know. You're too nice for that. [Kakyoin laughed quietly, reaching for Polnareff's hand again in patient reassurance.]You're one of the best people I know.

Just...maybe don't do what I did, okay? Try actually planning out what to say beforehand.

[Oh. God. Polnareff's smile turned softer, and he glanced away for a moment, ears red. There would probably never be a time when a genuine compliment from Kakyoin wouldn't stun him, never mind something to that scale. He gripped his hand again, squeezing in silent gratitude and happiness.]

What'd you say? Or not say, or blurt out, or whatever?

[Kakyoin's face turned slightly red, at the question more than any realization of what he'd said. It was true--Polnareff had proven that ten times over in this conversation alone--so there really wasn't any point in not saying it.]

I, uh...might have tried to tell him, failed completely, and just kissed him outright because I was sick of stumbling over the whole subject.

...I panicked.

[He barked a laugh, loud and unapologetic. It wasn't meant mean-spiritedly, but he gripped Kakyoin's hand tightly all the time, just to make sure he didn't pull away.]

That's a good way to do it! I mean, it sounds more like what I'd do than you, but I like it!

I-I'm not so tactless as you, you know! [Look at him puff up like an agitated bird.]

I just...wasn't sure what else to do.

The hell would you know about tactless, you've never seen me try to pick up somebody. And it was a good idea! You kissed him, he gave you a fish, and now you're a few months away from a year's anniversary. So it worked out.

That wasn't the kind of confession I'd really hoped for. It worked obviously, but...well, I guess I shouldn't complain that I didn't look very cool in the process.

Kakyoin, he gave you a fish that reminded him of you because it was-- and I'm quoting here-- beautiful and deadly and would fight its own reflection if it was given half a chance. The bar for looking cool isn't exactly high.