[ . . . . he feels a little ashamed. like he wants to know - but he can't help but feel as though takeru might be right. but that's no one's fault but mineo's. a twist in his chest, like him not being ready to talk about it yet is his own failing. his heart isn't in the right place, his head's not prepared for truly making a decision. it's his fault.
but takeru is so - painfully thoughtful, in ways that mineo hadn't quite realized. that in and of itself manages to make his heart leap a little painfully, even as he pulls back from the kiss and lets his face bury in takeru's neck as if to hide.
it doesn't do much to hide his own overwhelming affection, even if it's tinted with some shades of confusion and uncertainty, like he's still processing it. and the guilt for not being sure.]
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but takeru is so - painfully thoughtful, in ways that mineo hadn't quite realized. that in and of itself manages to make his heart leap a little painfully, even as he pulls back from the kiss and lets his face bury in takeru's neck as if to hide.
it doesn't do much to hide his own overwhelming affection, even if it's tinted with some shades of confusion and uncertainty, like he's still processing it. and the guilt for not being sure.]
.... sorry.
I wish I could be better for you.