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Who apparently is a son. Emrys wanted to say Daiki gave their unborn kid a gender before he did, maybe toss out that statistically males were more likely, but Daiki kept talking, and well, Emrys missed his "window" to interject. Honestly, though? Emrys was glad he hadn't when Daiki called Emrys' dad pops. That stopped the laughter in a hurry, but it was replaced with a genuine, even loving smile. Lifting his hand, he gently brushed away the blond hair, following the strands until he was tracing his fingers along Daiki's human ear, then down his neck, and finally along his jaw until he had Daiki's chin in his hands. Once he did, he leaned forward, kissing the blond's lips with that same, soft smile. He broke the kiss, staying close to Daiki, not letting his chin out of his grasp.

"My dad is going to love you, Daiki. He'll say I never smile this much. He'll say he never found true love, but I certainly did." Emrys' voice was quiet, but happy.

"If you wouldn't have dated him, I doubt we'd be here today." Em replied, his voice quieter- gentle, even. He raised his hand to rest against Daiki's cheek. "I... don't want you to think you gave that up. I don't want..." Emrys paused. He didn't want Daiki to ever feel like he was settling, but he didn't dare say it that way. After a few seconds, he tried again.

"I'm not him, but Dai, there's nothing you could do- nothing we could do- that I wouldn't try. I will never hurt you like that." Emrys promised. That was a promise he'd have no problem keeping. Even if the relationship didn't work, there was no way he would leave the blond without an explanation. At the moment, the very idea of leaving at all seemed absolutely inconcievable.

"You're buying me cars and dinner, and I get all your money?" Emrys quizzed, unmistakably amused by the thought. How did he get this lucky? Everything was going his way. Dai did clarify that he didn't mean all his money, but two thirds was quite a large chunk of his wealth. Dai kept on with the promises: he was going to protect him and watch over him? Emrys grinned at the thought of Dai taking his previous question seriously. A nekomata was going to protect a demon? In many ways he knew Dai was braver than him, but he wasn't convinced the cat species had the level of power of an incubus- but maybe he was just overly confident. There was no use in arguing, or even questioning it aloud- the idea that Dai would watch out for him was enough for him.

"Alright, Dai." Em rose from his spot, taking the bowl from his boyfriend. It was nearly empty, and well, he was already feeling full. He wanted Dai to know how much he liked it, but there was a limit for the incubus.

"That was delicious, but now I have a surprise for you. I've been thinking a lot about it since that mob chased us." They weren't really a mob, but Em wanted it to be clear he still remembered Daiki had drawn attention to them. "And... I think it's time for a change. Let's go- we'll worry about this later. My car's waiting," Emrys was grinning again. His car. It was such a new, but wonderful thought.

"I think you'll like this." Emrys added as he started walking towards the stairs, glancing behind him to make sure Dai was coming with him.

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There was no mistaking how sincere Daiki was with his words. How could simple words be as important as they were? Emrys was feeling the same: if he could just hold Daiki tightly, and forget the rest of the world, he would have.

“Please do,” Emrys grinned. “I’d love to see more of you~” Emrys didn’t wait for him to take the shirt off- his hands slipped under Daiki’s shirt, tracing from his waist, up his stomach, stopping at his chest.

“Maybe you’re stronger than I give you credit for,” Emrys chimed in, as if to excuse his touching. “But you are such a good little kitten- you don’t have to protect me,” Emrys was certainly overly confident. As a demon, he didn’t feel like he needed protection from anything, much less his “kitten” boyfriend. Not that he thought any less of Daiki for it- his overconfidence wasn’t less important than him.

Great! Dai was coming with him. Or… not. Em groaned when Daiki picked him up, only to utter a quiet ‘ow’- more surprise than pain as his boyfriend spanked him. He squirmed against the boy, as if to evade another smack to his ass, or at least to make it tougher.

“Okay, you’re not weak, Dai,” Emrys corrected. When he was set down, Emrys’ annoyance at being picked up was quickly abandoned, a quick smile crossing his features at the kiss and his boyfriend’s words. Em grasped his hand, walking with him.

“Nope.” Em assured him. “You’ll see!” God. How badly he wanted to hold the boy against his car, kissing every inch of his beautiful body- Emrys reminded himself: they’d be back at one of their places soon enough. He could wait- and besides, he’d already decided he wanted to look sexy for Dai. With these thoughts, Em began toying with his pink hair as he walked over to the driver’s side, slipping into his new car.

“Dai~ I want you so badly,” Emrys pointed out. “You’re so sexy, damn it.” He leaned back in his seat for a moment.

“I think you’ll like this though. I’m going to turn blue!” Emrys grinned as if his words were funny: he was dying his hair blue, but it worked on a sexual level, too. Em turned the key, revving the engine. He glanced at Daiki, as if to make sure the boy was ready, before pulling away from the lighthouse, heading towards the same business Dai had went to to get his own hair cut and colored.

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“Don’t teease me.” Em growled in return. “If you really want me to love this car, you’ve got to make it memorable.” That was a lie. Hadn’t he just said he loved the car? But he’d be damned if he missed the chance to get Dai sprawled out on that passenger seat, writhing under him.

Damn it. Focus. Driving. Em slowed down, stopping at a stop light. He tapped his foot on the floor, tightening his grasp on the steering wheel.

“Promise we’ll do it?” Em asked, stealing a glance at Dai. As if hearing him say they would could somehow make him feel better. Maybe it would, actually, so he could pretend the ways he was imagining Dai could be that much closer to reality.

Em smiled at Dai’s excitement. Parking his car, he sat there a moment, admiring that excited look. He’d done that. He’d earned that. It didn’t last long before Dai was out of the car and waiting for him by his door. Em unbuckled his own seatbelt, getting out of the nice Audi. Instead of letting Dai lead him into the barber shop, Em leaned towards Dai, kissing the man’s lips- a quick, but passionate kiss, his hand cupping the top of the boy’s neck, momentarily tangling into the blond locks. It only lasted a few moments though, before the demon had dropped his hand to grab Dai’s.

“Darker than it is now, and not pink.” Em laughed. It couldn’t go much lighter than white. Dai hadn’t said lighter or darker, he’d said light or dark, so ‘darker’ really didn’t give anything away. Leading Dai towards the door to the barber shop, he paused, guiding Dai back towards the wall beside the door, pressing the boy against it, his voice serious.

“Dai. Having pink hair kind of… reminded me of who I was. What I am. But… I want to be all in. I want you to know that. I’m not indecisive- I’ll be a man for you. Leave all that behind me. I know it’s just hair.” Em pressed his chest against Dai, grabbing for his hand to interlock their fingers so he could look anywhere but at Daiki. This was hard for him, to admit that it wasn’t just hair at all. This was his identity. This was him saying that he would spend a lifetime with Dai, being the man Dai knew him to be, giving up really what it meant to be an incubus.

“I know who I am. And I want to be your boyfriend.” Emrys concluded, finally looking into those beautiful golden eyes. It wasn’t a question, but somehow, Em found himself waiting for an answer. A reaction. Approval. Clearly Em was expecting Dai to already know incubus’ could switch genders- he had told the boy he was one, right?

Whether Dai responded to him or not, though, he had to go through with getting his hair colored and cut. He had to- not only for Dai, but because it had to just be hair. He wanted to be sexy, to be clearly male. So, what better color than blue? He’d arranged it with the barber in advance, told him he was part of a band and that he was surprising his lead singer with a change. The color was picked out, the style- everything. All Em had to do was let Dai go- which he did- and walk into the barber shop. Sitting down in the chair, he flashed a smile to the barber, then glanced over to see if Dai was beside him like he hoped.

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This was it. The barber put a black cape-like thing over him, protecting his clothes from his own hair.

Of course Dai would bribe the barber. But the barber knew who Emrys was- he'd explained who he was before. Still, the barber seemed intrigued by Dai's promise.

"I'll tell them how great you are just to put up with my boyfriend over here," Em joked. Honestly, he loved Dai more than he could express, but he knew that other people didn't see him as the charming young adult Emrys saw him as. The barber started cutting away his hair, letting the pink highlights fall away, onto the floor. In no time he had short, spiked hair. The barber asked if he liked it, and Em nodded, which sent the barber to grab the dye for his customer.

"I look like Leon's clone." Emrys laughed, referring to the short, white-looking hair he was sporting. His hair was much shorter than Leon's, but Em's words remained spoken.

"If you hate this, I'll wear a wig," Em promised- another joke. But he was nervous. What if Dai really didn't like the change? It was going to be dramatic. The barber returned, slathering Em's hair with deep, dark blue dye- almost black in hue in the paste state. The barber covered all of Em's hair in the paste. Em glanced at Dai- he knew Dai'd got his own hair dyed, but that didn't mean he didn't know how bad this must have smelled to Dai. Paradoxically, he reached his hand out, holding it out towards Dai for his boyfriend to hold. He definitely wanted Dai close, though it wasn't a fear thing, or discomfort- Em wasn't feeling either one of those things.

It felt like forever to him, but couldn't have been that long. The barber lead him away to a basin, washing out the dye- Em's hair was now blue. Em returned to Dai, grinning.

"Tada." Em offered, running his hand through the damp, light blue hair. It looked a bit darker than it would when it was dry, but the general blue hue was there. The barber was telling him he'd dry his hair for him, so Em allowed the older man to lead him back to the chair, but his mood had changed. Em wanted to leave now. Tapping his foot, he waited until his hair was the light blue he'd intended. Finally! He hoped up, taking off the black cape, before walking over to the counter to pay for Dai's two dyes and his own haircut. He told the barber to keep the few dollars in change.

Em reached for Dai's hand, attempting to tug his boyfriend back outside.