Aoi snorts. "If you wanted it to turn out this way, you should'a freakin' said something," he mutters.

He sits in silence for a moment, watching a firework burst in the sky beyond them. It's nice, sitting with Duster like this...

...but is 'nice' gonna cut it, when Duster's back in the light of day with teasing moogles all around?

He snags Duster's t-shirt at the neck and tugs to bring Duster's face close to his.

"Fireworks are kinda lame, right? Maybe we should find some other way to entertain ourselves..." He leans in close, barely a breath away, and eyes Duster though heavy-lidded eyes.