Malapert - Clever in manners of speech.
Kiku tried to be as patient as he could with the German, keeping his tongue with his cheek as the man sitting across from him gave him that cocky smirk. He thinks he’s so darn witty, wasting Kiku’s precious teaching time with his weird German wordplay, taking advantage of Kiku’s friendliness towards him.
Kiku dipped the pen in the smooth ink again and wrote out a series of characters, explaining to him the meaning of each character and the sentence as a whole.
“Now Gilbert, you should know that many of these characters have double meaning, and you should be careful of what you say depending on which district and dialect you’re speaking in, and when you’re speaking to a superior…” Kiku glanced up, sighing softly as he already recognized that Gilbert was thinking of yet another joke. Why can’t he take this seriously? Didn’t this foreigner want to learn the language?
“So…” The German leaned on the table, pointing at the writing and smudging the ink a little, “What about the word ‘love’? I heard that there are different words and phrases for it. Your country can’t stick to one?”
Kiku closed his eyes and nodded. “Yes, Gilbert, there are more than one way to say you love someone; there are different types of love to hold for someone, and our language reflects that.” He opened his eyes and raised a brow. Why bring that up?
“Ah, that’s really cool, Kiku! It’s like the love has to be special in its own way!” Gilbert frowned. “It’s kind of too bad that the German language doesn’t work the same way. All we have is…”
Oh, here it comes. But this time, Gilbert looked away and smiled gently, his cheeks blushing as he slid his fingers over Kiku’s hand. “Ich liebe dich.”
Kiku closed his eyes again, coughing as his own face flushed red. “R-right, that is unfortunate; but it is okay, if it serves the purpose of pronouncing your love for someone.”
That was as much as he was going to acknowledge and commend Gilbert for his silly joke, which Gilbert smiled wider to.
He thinks he’s so clever…