[ He's tearing up now, rubbing the back and heel of one hand across both his eyes. Because the reminder hurts as much as it helps. Because earlier that night at Hyve had been a quiet kind of hell, walking into a space he's already since considered theirs ( his and Hikaru's, for all that it had been one night nearly a month before ) to kick back by the bar and repeatedly check his phone.
The people he'd struck conversation with had been distractions, a way to pass the time and keep him from casting looks towards that one particular couch. It had been a way to forget that this was his first time here, all alone, in a crowded room full of strangers looking to have fun, and forget the life they led outside the black-tiled walls where music and mischief of varying sorts was the game that everyone played.
He still remembers the relief that had flooded through him when he'd glanced over to see Hikaru up there, hadn't even cared if he'd excused himself a little too quickly from the girl he'd paused mid-conversation with, because the real reason he'd decided to go out tonight had finally arrived.
Breathing harder now, but keeping his voice down because he doesn't know how thin the walls are in this place and his eyes travel to the one separating his room from the Blade King's. ]
I was so happy to see him laugh. [ Forehead pressed to the palm of that same hand now; eyes screwed shut and tight. ]
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The people he'd struck conversation with had been distractions, a way to pass the time and keep him from casting looks towards that one particular couch. It had been a way to forget that this was his first time here, all alone, in a crowded room full of strangers looking to have fun, and forget the life they led outside the black-tiled walls where music and mischief of varying sorts was the game that everyone played.
He still remembers the relief that had flooded through him when he'd glanced over to see Hikaru up there, hadn't even cared if he'd excused himself a little too quickly from the girl he'd paused mid-conversation with, because the real reason he'd decided to go out tonight had finally arrived.
Breathing harder now, but keeping his voice down because he doesn't know how thin the walls are in this place and his eyes travel to the one separating his room from the Blade King's. ]
I was so happy to see him laugh. [ Forehead pressed to the palm of that same hand now; eyes screwed shut and tight. ]