[ he doesn’t want to. how could he, coming off of that night in the rain— but, as always, there’s truth behind rom’s words. once upon a time, he used to listen to him, and rom wasn’t the half that had changed. shuu stops dead in his tracks, but doesn’t turn around to face him. he does run a hand through his bangs, brushing them back for a brief second before they fall back to covering his face.
he can’t say yes, and give up everything he worked up the nerve to do this quickly.
he can’t say no, and pass up the chance to cling to something he never wanted to let go of for just a while longer. ]
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he can’t say yes, and give up everything he worked up the nerve to do this quickly.
he can’t say no, and pass up the chance to cling to something he never wanted to let go of for just a while longer. ]
Where were you leading us before?
[ this counts as neither, right? ]