[Not long at all until Dino's got his arm around his dear bandmate with his face pressed right up against Kaoru's shoulder. One might mistake it for nuzzling, if one gets creative. Slowly but surely he gets more comfortable, eventually wriggling down to curl up on his half of the couch with his head resting on Kaoru's leg, mumbling something about somebody named "Enzo". But his breath evens right back out as he snuggles up.]
so gross so gross