Please tell me what you decided your rules are for coming onto me because I'm very confused, I thought I was safe but I don't feel safe at all actually.
[ . . . . there's an impulse to reach for takeru before he can get too far, and mineo sits up to follow it, reaches out a hand - before he just. drops it again. looks at his own traitorous hand.
[he is pouting though. he seems torn on what to do now but. his compromise is just that he's going to put his head on takeru's shoulder because he's also exhausted]
[ . . . . that sure is a loaded suggestion, when mineo doesn't even know what the answer is. there's an immediately torn feeling because - by now, he's so comfortable with kissing takeru. it's warm, and it bothers him how much he already misses being on the receiving end of a surprise kiss.
but it's getting complicated. and mineo owes other people answers and honesty, and his own ideals of love are getting a little twisted by this place. yet even after he's giving so much...
he reaches for takeru's hand to pull him closer again.]
... restraint won't really get us anywhere here.
[in the literal indulgence center, when giving in to the things that they want to do, even (or especially?) if they might be complicated, is ultimately what they're supposed to do]
... we're partners. We can handle complicated, can't we?
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places a hand over takeru's]
Please tell me what you decided your rules are for coming onto me because I'm very confused, I thought I was safe but I don't feel safe at all actually.
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—wait, I'm getting distracted again?! What do you mean you don't know your type....
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[EVERYONE KEEPS SAYING IT]
It was meant to be a bonding thing! An exercise in friendship!
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[so now he's just frowning]
Besides... me not being your type or whatever... Not that it matters or anything...
[he really did get his feelings hurt this is so stupid]
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[ IT CLEARLY MATTERS ]
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[he says in a huff where it clearly matters
but he just lets his arms drop from around takeru as he flops onto the airport floor in a huff]
Good bonding!
[it was not]
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Maybe we can cut off a few centimeters?
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[he's fine not being takeru's type
though he. seems to catch himself a bit here and just... frowns...]
... why am I getting so worked up over this...
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Why are you, indeed...
[ it's said softly, but he'll go to roll out of mineo's lap. ]
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hm.
hmmmm.]
.... this got complicated.
[IS HE JUST NOW REALIZING]
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[ he is
so exhausted. ]
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[he is pouting though. he seems torn on what to do now but. his compromise is just that he's going to put his head on takeru's shoulder because he's also exhausted]
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We can stop.
[ hooking up, he means. ]
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Stop what? Am I already doing something you don't want?
[he's not reaching that hooking up conclusion on his own]
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[ he knows mineo has a lot of opinions on the topic. ]
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... Is that what you want?
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[ i don't want to give or receive anything less. ]
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but it's getting complicated. and mineo owes other people answers and honesty, and his own ideals of love are getting a little twisted by this place. yet even after he's giving so much...
he reaches for takeru's hand to pull him closer again.]
... restraint won't really get us anywhere here.
[in the literal indulgence center, when giving in to the things that they want to do, even (or especially?) if they might be complicated, is ultimately what they're supposed to do]
... we're partners. We can handle complicated, can't we?
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