I don't believe messages on this device can be that long, though I suppose I could attempt to pick a few of your best features. Your smile is one of them, of course, but I'm also quite the fan of your eyes, and the way you look at me.
I'm happy to hear that you were able to form a contract with a friend from home. I don't think we've met, so I will have to make a point to do so next time I stop by.
I wish to be honest and transparent with you. He and I have been through a lot together. He was my first friend, and helped me get out of that house you saw that memory in, and saved my life in doing so.
Akira is very important to me. I do not want that to come between us.
[ Exactly. Yusuke had always assumed that he would fall for one person and that would be that. A romantic notion that he would devote himself to someone completely or not at all. What kind of person has he become in this place? ]
Are you sure you're alright with that?
[ He's not sure he would be, if the situation were reversed. ]
[It takes Kakyoin a very long time to respond to that last message, as he had to mull over his thoughts. For some reason, he's just so enamored with Yusuke that he'll work through pretty much anything to be with him. Even this, though he doesn't particularly feel as if it will be an issue in the long run.
Even if he decides that he isn't okay with the arrangement, he doesn't have much of a choice. It's either this, or saying goodbye. Which he would really, really prefer not to do.]
[He's usually able to say more words to Yusuke; after all, he's pretty much the only one here he's found that he can really talk to, to feel comfortable enough around to do so, but right now, words are difficult.]
[aaaaand Kakyoin is panicking when he sees this message, because it explains nothing at all and obviously, Yusuke is in some sort of trouble. It takes a few seconds for him to think of a short, but useful response.]
[ Calling might be more efficient, but it might also reveal the great amount of difficulty Yusuke is having even staying upright. Kakyoin will see for himself, of course, but he has some kind of fantasy of being presentable.
That dream won't come true, Yusuke got as far as the door before passing out on the grass. In and out of consciousness, lightheaded and paler than usual, his neck is bleeding from puncture wounds and the rest of him is just as disheveled, like he's been in a nasty fight or a frantic fuck. The truth is a little of both...but at least the uniform is black. It hides the stain. ]
you asked for a shitpost
Erect like ancient castles
Awakened for me
that I did! this is great lol
[He's just going to save this message, since the idea behind it is sweet, even if the choice of words is a little ... strange.]
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It is your turn now.
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[ That's a good sign, probably. leaving the house of his own volition. ]
I can meet you at your apartment when I am finished?
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I thought you should know.
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I wish to be honest and transparent with you. He and I have been through a lot together. He was my first friend, and helped me get out of that house you saw that memory in, and saved my life in doing so.
Akira is very important to me. I do not want that to come between us.
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But I am inviting someone I have feelings for to live with me. I feel that the potential complications are rather obvious.
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I see. Well, I suppose that could complicate things, but I also suppose that you may be worrying too much.
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Are you sure you're alright with that?
[ He's not sure he would be, if the situation were reversed. ]
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Even if he decides that he isn't okay with the arrangement, he doesn't have much of a choice. It's either this, or saying goodbye. Which he would really, really prefer not to do.]
I believe so.
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You'll tell me if you start to feel differently?
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[He's usually able to say more words to Yusuke; after all, he's pretty much the only one here he's found that he can really talk to, to feel comfortable enough around to do so, but right now, words are difficult.]
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text;
[ That's it? No punctuation, no explanation? Nothing ominous about that. ]
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Where are you?
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[ Calling might be more efficient, but it might also reveal the great amount of difficulty Yusuke is having even staying upright. Kakyoin will see for himself, of course, but he has some kind of fantasy of being presentable.
That dream won't come true, Yusuke got as far as the door before passing out on the grass. In and out of consciousness, lightheaded and paler than usual, his neck is bleeding from puncture wounds and the rest of him is just as disheveled, like he's been in a nasty fight or a frantic fuck. The truth is a little of both...but at least the uniform is black. It hides the stain. ]
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