[ It makes sense considering. Nishikiyama had always been hot and cold— pushing Mine away about as often as he'd pulled him in. What Nishikiyama had wanted from him hadn't entirely made sense to he himself, either.
Nishikiyama dips his hand down to wipe up the mess between them with a sheet of tissue paper. He's thoughtfully quiet before he speaks again. ]
Yeah, though. I think we are; it means both of us are probably not sure what's going to happen from here on.
[ He side eyes Mine. ]
—You're not as bad as I am. You seem too tired of it all to be as pissed.
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[ It makes sense considering. Nishikiyama had always been hot and cold— pushing Mine away about as often as he'd pulled him in. What Nishikiyama had wanted from him hadn't entirely made sense to he himself, either.
Nishikiyama dips his hand down to wipe up the mess between them with a sheet of tissue paper. He's thoughtfully quiet before he speaks again. ]
Yeah, though. I think we are; it means both of us are probably not sure what's going to happen from here on.
[ He side eyes Mine. ]
—You're not as bad as I am. You seem too tired of it all to be as pissed.