[ Mine'd asked already, if he's wrong to think and do so. Nishikiyama's delay and changed expression almost make him want to repeat it, not because he really believes the patriarch has made up his mind differently, but to be candid in the way Nishikiyama'd commended. He'd liked praise for that, too.
Mine doesn't go searching for the look that avoids him, though. Same tightness, presumably, that squeezes Nishikiyama's throat settles beneath his breastbone. He couldn't say anything in between if the other man let him, frankly, finding himself wound around the sensation. Having another reason isn't unwelcome; he feels strange and flighty.
Nishikiyama's impatience helpsβ ] Yes, [ Somewhere else means something this time. Mine slides his tie up tight against the collar, replacing the other feeling. ] Let's go.
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Mine doesn't go searching for the look that avoids him, though. Same tightness, presumably, that squeezes Nishikiyama's throat settles beneath his breastbone. He couldn't say anything in between if the other man let him, frankly, finding himself wound around the sensation. Having another reason isn't unwelcome; he feels strange and flighty.
Nishikiyama's impatience helpsβ ] Yes, [ Somewhere else means something this time. Mine slides his tie up tight against the collar, replacing the other feeling. ] Let's go.