Mido Ban is "cool". That's how he is. The way he talks, the way he holds his cigarette, the way he walks with his hands shoved in his pocket - he likes to project a certain image. That image is of a guy who's casual, in control - essentially, cool.

     He holds to this image as well as he can, no matter the circumstances. Even in bed, doing his best to drive his partner over the edge, he's always aware of how he's presenting himself, and stays within certain boundaries.

     "Ban-chan!" Ginji exclaims, giggling uncontrollably as he's sprawled out on the sheets. His stomach is smooth and hard and exposed and undeniably cute; thus when Ban had lifted up his shirt, he'd suddenly hesitated, only to lean down and blow on it. "That tickles!"

     It's stupid, he knows, and as far from "cool" as he can get - but sometimes with Ginji, Ban can't help himself.