[ Surrender is a powerful word. It moves the feelings in Nishikiyama's chest without surfacing any of the lurking darkness. The word surrender confirms that Mine is his to have. That Mine still wants him. A pledge of loyalty, Mine can surrender to Nishikiyama without Nishikiyama needing to surrender or feel some kind of way back. All without the promise that it's equal. Tracing the shape of his collarbone, Nishikiyama settles into accepting that sentiment. Into being at peace with it. He doesn't take it lightly and doesn't see Mine as any less captivating. ]
I want you.
[ He'd said it in the car the first time they'd tried anything, and he says it now. What's more, he's able to continue: ]
All of you, every part. Nothing's enough for me anymore otherwise.
[ His tongue feels numb after saying it. Nishikiyama hadn't ever expected he might find the words to explain, but he's found Mine to be capable of understanding and reading through the lines. His eyes burn. ]
I doubt you have anything left to lose. You're in bed with yakuza.
[ Just as Mine had seen Nishikiyama differentlyβ perhaps as someone beyond his titleβ he envelopes himself back in the identity out of habit. No one left present or living sees him as anything else. Nishikiyama doesn't see what Mine sees. Blind to what parts of him aren't patriarch, his fingers slip to touch the cut on Mine's cheek. ]
...This is the bottom of society, Mine. You're in hell with me.
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Date: 2024-02-17 01:33 pm (UTC)I want you.
[ He'd said it in the car the first time they'd tried anything, and he says it now. What's more, he's able to continue: ]
All of you, every part. Nothing's enough for me anymore otherwise.
[ His tongue feels numb after saying it. Nishikiyama hadn't ever expected he might find the words to explain, but he's found Mine to be capable of understanding and reading through the lines. His eyes burn. ]
I doubt you have anything left to lose. You're in bed with yakuza.
[ Just as Mine had seen Nishikiyama differentlyβ perhaps as someone beyond his titleβ he envelopes himself back in the identity out of habit. No one left present or living sees him as anything else. Nishikiyama doesn't see what Mine sees. Blind to what parts of him aren't patriarch, his fingers slip to touch the cut on Mine's cheek. ]
...This is the bottom of society, Mine. You're in hell with me.
[ And yet, he finds brief glimpses of heaven. ]