[It was at that moment that Tsurugi knew he'd given the right answer. The way Shindou's eyes seem to warm like chocolate, the way his lips part ever so slightly and breathe out the airiest sigh of relief. The way his face lights up like a lantern on a cold winter's night.
He can feel his own heart beating against his ribcage, shaking him to his core and making the blood rush to his cheeks. A shame (or if you're Shindou, a blessing)--it's so easy to see against his pale skin.]
Ah..
[His hands enclose around Shindou's now, calloused fingertips brushing against that soft skin, committing the feeling to memory. His original plan was to visit Yuuichi, and he thought about going to at least let him know where he was going to be, but his brother had started getting on his case about visiting when he clearly had a boyfriend he could be spending time with. He's pretty sure if he showed up, even to let him know his plans to go with Shindou, he would have gotten a look of 'What are you doing here.'
So it's with complete confidence that he tilts his head, voice flowing like a river seamlessly between them--]
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He can feel his own heart beating against his ribcage, shaking him to his core and making the blood rush to his cheeks. A shame (or if you're Shindou, a blessing)--it's so easy to see against his pale skin.]
Ah..
[His hands enclose around Shindou's now, calloused fingertips brushing against that soft skin, committing the feeling to memory. His original plan was to visit Yuuichi, and he thought about going to at least let him know where he was going to be, but his brother had started getting on his case about visiting when he clearly had a boyfriend he could be spending time with. He's pretty sure if he showed up, even to let him know his plans to go with Shindou, he would have gotten a look of 'What are you doing here.'
So it's with complete confidence that he tilts his head, voice flowing like a river seamlessly between them--]
I would like that.