[ he doesn't verbally respond, and instead just rolls over onto his side so that he's facing the back of the couch.
takeru doesn't fall asleep, but he also doesn't really wonder about what just happened. it's the privilege of the drunk, right, to not have to question stupid ideas?
...
he closes his eyes and pretends that he's somewhere far away. ]
mineo assumes that he falls asleep easily enough. he finds the book that he's looking for, decides there's no real point in hovering when takeru can do fine on his own and he can text if he really does need anything-
but he'll shrug off his coat before he heads out, throwing it over takeru like a blanket before exiting]
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takeru doesn't fall asleep, but he also doesn't really wonder about what just happened. it's the privilege of the drunk, right, to not have to question stupid ideas?
...
he closes his eyes and pretends that he's somewhere far away. ]
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mineo assumes that he falls asleep easily enough. he finds the book that he's looking for, decides there's no real point in hovering when takeru can do fine on his own and he can text if he really does need anything-
but he'll shrug off his coat before he heads out, throwing it over takeru like a blanket before exiting]