"I seem to recall one or two exceptions..." Fondly, as he coaxed Seimei's eyes back to him with a graze of his fingertips to his cheek, and a kiss to reward him when he did. Like just now - the crushing together of their bodies at the shrine, their mouths, too, though that had been out of sight of the priests, shielded by the walls and shadows, drapes and banners of this narrow street they were in from the glances of passing strangers.

Granted, this wasn't the Bastion. Kaoru was all too aware of how many people there were now, how difficult it was to find a space they really could be alone. Which was a big reason why he latched onto Seimei's last words, taking them as a suggestion, even though he was sure Seimei hadn't meant them to be.

"An apartment...?"

...that didn't seem like it suited Seimei, but it sounded to him like it might be a better option than the other... that sounded something along the lines of a karaoke box. The patrons could still be just as noisy, even in the middle of the day.

Gently, so that Seimei would know it wasn't an order, or even that strong of a request-

"I'd kind of like to see your apartment..."

It didn't have to be now. But he would like to.

((I ended up looking at houses in Tokyo that he might buy look at the second one down with all the greenery it's on the coast in the middle of nowhere. It would also take me 150 years to pay off, if I did nothing with my pay but put it into my house.))