he just. he clearly wants to talk about it - there's some part of him that wants to get to business - but he's so confused that he's literally putting his hand up to his ears like he's straining to hear laughter that isn't there]
but he likes takeru's laugh................................ so there's this very torn feeling. too sentimental and stupid, but he'll go to sit on the edge of takeru's bed even as he just. huffs.]
Is - what, this is you laughing at me? Quit it, you jerk!
[ooooooohhhhhh no. he flusters worse because that's cute? that's really cute? noooooooo, this is the worst thing to happen, he's going to hate this week. but then he tries to just. tamp it down. to sort of muffle the fluster. mixed results.]
Uh - sh-shut up, I just woke up...
[he hates this..... but he'll just rub at his neck and look elsewhere]
Yeah, I - need to talk to you....
[give him a second to sift through his emotions he's trying to recover from the bullying]
[ the previous feelings are still there, but he's assuming this is important so he'll shift more into business mode. so, he gets up and settles down on the bed. ]
[that helps at least - he shifts too, turning to face takeru. the fluster nearly all but disappears as mineo focuses, apparently only able to focus on literally one thing at a time, instead having feelings of seriousness and almost - protectiveness? - take its place]
... I just wanted to catch you before the meeting. When we start talking about Childe, I'd prefer if you started to tune me out. [a beat] Well, more than you already do.
But if we decide to kill him, I'd prefer if you left the room if that's simpler for you. Because I'm fine with being the one to kill him, but I don't want you to hear the discussion on how.
[because mineo has a gun. and he has no problems shooting it, or suggesting shooting it. he only has concerns about takeru hearing it or dealing with it.]
[ there's... well, there are a lot of things he's feeling. there's a spike of anger, at the suggestion that he should leave, but also at what the suggestion is implying itself. there's dread, mixed in with panic, and nausea.
it's a lot of things at once, swelling, but then he forces the emotions down as well as he can. it's fine. he can talk about this? it's not the same as seeing it in reality. ]
[ . . . . . . ah. so this is what it feels like. mineo pauses for a second before he does reach out then, aiming to take one of takeru's hands in one of his own, as if to help ground him.
aside from the brief surprise, there is a settling of his emotions. a sense of calm, understanding, trying to figure out the weight of what takeru's carrying and what to do with it.]
... okay. It was just a suggestion.
You make your own choices. I just didn't want to surprise you with it, if it comes to that.
he's surprised for a second - but he lets their fingers lace together, and he doesn't let go when takeru tries to pull away. he just holds takeru's hand closer to him, turning it so that the back of takeru's hand rests against mineo's chest, over his heart. like the last time he was triggered, reassuring him that they're still here, and they're fine.
more than anything else, his care and concern for takeru's well-being seems to be the most prominent.]
.... text me if it gets to be too much, and I can shut up until you catch your breath.
wow. he's so happy. the fond feeling manages to absolutely boost his mood immediately despite everything, like it's a confirmation that takeru really does like him after all. he's so ♥♥♥ about it there's no other way to explain it.
but it doesn't linger - it's intense, but it doesn't stay, given that he has other things to respond to. impulse dictates that he pulls takeru closer to him automatically though]
Take care of yourself, okay, Takeru? And let me look after you a little too.
[that's fuckin cute. terrible. mineo's pleased because for once takeru's the one who's embarrassed but he's also trying not to be pleased because he wants to be mindful of takeru's trauma? it's right there. he won't flirt over it.]
Alright, then that's all I had. [he figured it was private enough takeru wouldn't want to discuss it anywhere that could be overheard] Gu-san wants to go check stuff out today, so I'm gonna go with him.
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What did you want to talk about?
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he just. he clearly wants to talk about it - there's some part of him that wants to get to business - but he's so confused that he's literally putting his hand up to his ears like he's straining to hear laughter that isn't there]
Are you laughing at me?!
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You're so stupid!
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What the fuck?! I thought my ears were broken! What was that?! What is this.....?!
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laughing even more now?
like he's kneeling down to rest his forehead on the top of his knees ]
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but he likes takeru's laugh................................ so there's this very torn feeling. too sentimental and stupid, but he'll go to sit on the edge of takeru's bed even as he just. huffs.]
Is - what, this is you laughing at me? Quit it, you jerk!
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[ he looks up and
this is where emotionshare betrays him, because in the middle of all the mocking energy, there's just what is unmistakably fondness. ]
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Uh - sh-shut up, I just woke up...
[he hates this..... but he'll just rub at his neck and look elsewhere]
Yeah, I - need to talk to you....
[give him a second to sift through his emotions he's trying to recover from the bullying]
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[ the previous feelings are still there, but he's assuming this is important so he'll shift more into business mode. so, he gets up and settles down on the bed. ]
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... I just wanted to catch you before the meeting. When we start talking about Childe, I'd prefer if you started to tune me out. [a beat] Well, more than you already do.
But if we decide to kill him, I'd prefer if you left the room if that's simpler for you. Because I'm fine with being the one to kill him, but I don't want you to hear the discussion on how.
[because mineo has a gun. and he has no problems shooting it, or suggesting shooting it. he only has concerns about takeru hearing it or dealing with it.]
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[ there's... well, there are a lot of things he's feeling. there's a spike of anger, at the suggestion that he should leave, but also at what the suggestion is implying itself. there's dread, mixed in with panic, and nausea.
it's a lot of things at once, swelling, but then he forces the emotions down as well as he can. it's fine. he can talk about this? it's not the same as seeing it in reality. ]
I don't want to miss any discussion.
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aside from the brief surprise, there is a settling of his emotions. a sense of calm, understanding, trying to figure out the weight of what takeru's carrying and what to do with it.]
... okay. It was just a suggestion.
You make your own choices. I just didn't want to surprise you with it, if it comes to that.
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[ there's a pause, and he turns his hand to lace their fingers together. there's a brief squeeze, and he tries to pull away.
there's still apprehension, and everything else is bubbling, but a sense of something more neutral starts forming again. ]
We'll just see how the discussion goes.
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he's surprised for a second - but he lets their fingers lace together, and he doesn't let go when takeru tries to pull away. he just holds takeru's hand closer to him, turning it so that the back of takeru's hand rests against mineo's chest, over his heart. like the last time he was triggered, reassuring him that they're still here, and they're fine.
more than anything else, his care and concern for takeru's well-being seems to be the most prominent.]
.... text me if it gets to be too much, and I can shut up until you catch your breath.
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[ he stares at their hands.
there's... the fond feeling again, that is very annoyingly difficult to shove down. ]
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wow. he's so happy. the fond feeling manages to absolutely boost his mood immediately despite everything, like it's a confirmation that takeru really does like him after all. he's so ♥♥♥ about it there's no other way to explain it.
but it doesn't linger - it's intense, but it doesn't stay, given that he has other things to respond to. impulse dictates that he pulls takeru closer to him automatically though]
Take care of yourself, okay, Takeru? And let me look after you a little too.
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I'll be okay. I know what my limits are.
[ he just ignores them a lot but
at least this is the one thing he will tread carefully over. ]
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Alright, then that's all I had. [he figured it was private enough takeru wouldn't want to discuss it anywhere that could be overheard] Gu-san wants to go check stuff out today, so I'm gonna go with him.
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Okay. Let me know if you find anything interesting?
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Yeah, I'll text you or find you if there's enough time before the meeting. I think we're headed to the casino. Maybe I'll have good luck.
[he won't]
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[ he says it so automatically. ]
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At least hesitate!
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[ he lets his back fall onto the bed. ]
Are you going anywhere now?
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he pauses for a moment before shifting so that he's next to takeru, looking down at him]
I mean, I was gonna maybe look around, work out, grab breakfast... Brunch? [a beat] First lunch?
[mineo is so stupid once he's done being serious]
Why?
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[ he glances at him. ]
The other new rooms are a large closet, but you'd like the beach.
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