[ Needy... Mine finds himself asking for privacy in a way he, abstinent, thinks is too forward to do. At least, until now it had been, impolite in the way it wasn't shrouded in vague words and good excuses. What'd happened hours before, though, and the alcohol now precede his sentiment.
Mine isn't that, aimless and helpless without Nishikiyama's attention, but what he wantsβwhat he does needβis still an answer to his question much earlier. Finally, he keeps asking even when a sober mind would not. Of course it's unrefined, he can't even spell it out, but it's what's there. The same way and far from conscious thought he remembers that Nishikiyama liked his touch, so even when his hand stops Mine keeps it there but stops too.
His mind tries to jump the gaps of Nishikiyama's offer. His brow creases. ]
I can't drink any more.
[Β His body language is apathetic to the remoteness he usually keeps. He hesitates, but sways again and leans closer when he shifts his stance.
Too much to drinkβ the bad taste lingers at the back of his throat, not fully masked by the mint. Mine doesn't see himself continuing either, but despite that he doesn't know what to expect at Nishikiyama's place. ]
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Date: 2024-01-11 10:41 pm (UTC)Mine isn't that, aimless and helpless without Nishikiyama's attention, but what he wantsβwhat he does needβis still an answer to his question much earlier. Finally, he keeps asking even when a sober mind would not. Of course it's unrefined, he can't even spell it out, but it's what's there. The same way and far from conscious thought he remembers that Nishikiyama liked his touch, so even when his hand stops Mine keeps it there but stops too.
His mind tries to jump the gaps of Nishikiyama's offer. His brow creases. ]
I can't drink any more.
[Β His body language is apathetic to the remoteness he usually keeps. He hesitates, but sways again and leans closer when he shifts his stance.
Too much to drinkβ the bad taste lingers at the back of his throat, not fully masked by the mint. Mine doesn't see himself continuing either, but despite that he doesn't know what to expect at Nishikiyama's place. ]
Are you sure?