[ There's confidence Mine isn't in a place to begin doubting, and neither does he want to. That it'd been good remains fact. That they'll do it again, too. His grasp resists enough for Nishikiyama to notice, but in the end he lets go easily. Mine feels and watches him shift and slip away. He views Nishikiyama shuffle around with his hair plastered to his own face at the rim of his vision. The carton in his bedside drawer is hidden in there, like it's something he keeps secret, despite having an ashtray set out on a coffee table in plain sight.
With a suggestion meant to allay any qualms, but so far he's silently permissive. He sits and gathers the bedsheet in his lap. Mine's Cabins aren't as strong, and it's the reason that he likes the hi-lites better diluted in a kiss. Beside the window frame, he sees a faint orange glow flicker into existence and a silver ribbon trail up from it, pushed in by the outside air. His brow crinkles. ]
You'll stay the night?
[ Mine asks after tracing Nishikiyama's handsome profile in the low light of the floor lamp. It's clear he's just after a confirmation. ]
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Date: 2024-04-01 11:43 pm (UTC)With a suggestion meant to allay any qualms, but so far he's silently permissive. He sits and gathers the bedsheet in his lap. Mine's Cabins aren't as strong, and it's the reason that he likes the hi-lites better diluted in a kiss. Beside the window frame, he sees a faint orange glow flicker into existence and a silver ribbon trail up from it, pushed in by the outside air. His brow crinkles. ]
You'll stay the night?
[ Mine asks after tracing Nishikiyama's handsome profile in the low light of the floor lamp. It's clear he's just after a confirmation. ]