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Kaz had heard the door open, but before he could do much about it, his hands were being pulled away. He took a breath and just looked down at his feet.

"....I don't like women sexually. I don't... care who he brings in as long as Kraven doesn't get hurt again. Kor ******** with his head and it's so hard to know what to do or say when they fight. I want to blame Kor, but that's not fair. If.." He still hadn't looked up, but his hands went back to his eyes. "If this messes up everything what about us?" At this he did pull one hand back to look up at Derek. Us meaning them, these two. Derek and Kazuo.



"...." He knew Kraven was trying to break the tension there with his jokes, but at the same time it was heartbreaking. He had ******** with Kraven so hard in the past and Kor was going to try to make it up to him.

Apparently by bringing in an ex.

"I don't... know what she wants. I didn't ask her. I don't know, Kray. I don't know, I just.." He'd blurted it out without thinking about the consequences and how it would effect everyone. Maybe he needed to add how selfish he was to any job interviews he had. There wasn't a single thought Kor had to how much this was going to suck for everyone. Another adjustment because Kor had attachement issues.

"I don't know."

He leaned into the touch before seeming to crumple against Derek. Kazuo buried his face into the other's chest and sniffled while his hands fisted in the other's shirt, holding onto him tightly. It would be impossible to let this go, to pick between anyone of the group really. It wasn't quite solidified yet, the roles, where the lines were. The panic that was building up in Kazuo was slowly deflating thanks to Derek's words and touch. He sniffled again and took a deep breath before pulling back again.

"I'm sorry. I'm fine. I really am." He rubbed his face to wipe the tear tracks off his cheeks before going to find his pajamas. "I did want to change..."



Kor snorted a little and just sighed hard. "I'm fine in my jeans." Anyone's clothes would either be too small or completely swamp him. He didn't put up a fight when Kray took the remote. Right now Kor didn't think his brain could really make any choices, which is why he was sticking with his jeans.

It was hard to ignore the guilt that sat like a stone in his stomach, but he had to. They couldn't do anything about it right now. Everyone seemed to be too raw to make any kind of choice.

"Mm." He may start dozing already.

"There's nothing to apologize for."

He never felt like he'd be replaced. He knew Kraven loved him unconditionally but there were some days he didn't quite feel as 'good as' Kor. Sometimes Kor just understood Kraven better and it made him both happy and sad.

With a sigh, Kazuo gathered up his pajamas again and then started to change right there. He started with his shirt, pulling on one of Kraven's large ones that was almost a gown on him, and then a pair of sleeping pants that were blue. When Derek asked about pajamas, he thought a moment before going to the drawer to fetch more of Kraven's sleeping pants and shirts.

"Yeah this... I think should work." With that, he put the clothes on the bed and studied Derek for a heartbeat.



Kor settled against Kray's side rather comfortably. Then the man had to jostle him to grab a blanket and snorted when he settled back down, once more reclaiming his spot at Kray's side.

"Save me some, but I'm honestly ....I don't think I can eat."

Not with his emotions in his stomach.

Kaz quickly shook his head and looked to the side to clear his throat. "Nuh-nothing," he stammered, rubbing at his face lightly. "I was just- Never mind. Nothing. I was doing nothing. Ah, go ahead. Get, get changed and we'll go out and see what they're doing."

Never mind he didn't actually want to go see them. He was still hesitating about going out to Kor and Kray. Kray might not be mad at him, but he was pretty horrible to Kor.



"I can eat it later?" Kor asked, sighing slowly. "Just get me some fried rice an' noodles. ...Spring rolls 'f no meat." Leftover Chinese was delicious. He loved to eat it cold. The tall man stretched out and then started sinking into a laying down position on the pull out couch, face buried in Kray's hip.

Kazuo hesitated again before moving over to Derek. He tugged on the other's shirt and pulled him down for a kiss, standing on his toes to meet him. "....I love you," he whispered against those lips, hand sliding into Derek's hair to keep him there a minute. Just a moment longer, foreheads pressed together.

"That's what I was thinking. And how good you look." With his cheeks red, Kaz slipped his hand out of that hair and then dropped back to the flats of his feet before clearing his throat. "Right, let's get back."



Kor wasn't oblivious to the movements, but he really didn't seem to care. There was an exhaustion about him that came after hard emotional work like that. Sort of like how tired you got after a physical work out, only he was more mentally drained than anything.

So he heard the question, but just let out a little louder than normal breath of air as his answer.

"You're an idiot," Kazuo said to the blond, rolling his eyes affectionately. "I happen to be a good judge of who's pretty and who's not. So you're pretty. Deal with it."

And a scream from the living room along with some loud footsteps caught his attention. Big brown eyes blinked before he opened the bedroom door to quite the scene.



Kor had screamed when he got smacked in the face with a pillow and then scrambled to get up and out of the pull out bed. It wasn't easy considering he was right in the middle, but he did try. With a pillow in hand, he leapt over the back of the couch and then yelped as his foot got caught and he tripped, ending up with him tumbling to the floor. He still had the pillow, so he got onto his hands and knees, pushed himself up, and chased Kraven.

"You're gonna get it, a**! I was sleeping!"

"Well, at least we can get the better spots on the bed." Kaz shrugged as he proceeded to crawl in the middle of the bed, pulling one of the pillows over to help prop himself up. He motioned for Derek to join in him the middle and just tried to ignore the idiots running around, screaming at one another like they were ten all over again. Maybe this is what 'boys will be boys' meant.



Kor growled a bit as he lunged at Kray's back, managing to wrap both arms around the taller man's waist before the rest of him fell to the floor. Sock feet plus hardwood floors meant there was slipping at high speeds.

"Got you now, a*****e!" And his hands went to see if Kray was wearing a belt. He was going to pants this b*****d.