[ Tatara himself may never realize it, but their growing physical similarities might be a reason why he finds himself more and more torridly attracted to Khun—
With a little chuckle, his expression eases, and the smile finally reaches his eyes. ]
Doesn't it? [ Tatara had been blank once, only to be dyed red. And now his red is turning a bright, vivid violet.
Before he can say anything else, Mikoto speaks up. "Where did you find this guy?" It's not said with malice, or any sort of spite. It's a lazy drawl, a cat opening its eyes and turning to look at a new person in its space. He pulls the cigarette from his lips, and smoke drifts to the ceiling. ]
On my trip.
[ Tatara turns to look at Mikoto, and gives him a little smile, too. It's the exact kind of smile he gave Khun when he told him he was content to give up and face the end of his life, on that day they sat on a couch like this, and told one another how much they loved each other.
Before anyone else can do anything, Anna moves. She seems to have come to a conclusion—she lowers her red marble from her eye to look straight at Khun.
"He loves you."
The declaration is plain, an observation if anything, and Tatara goes red. This might be a dream, but he's still surprised. His eyes dart from Anna, to Khun, to Mikoto. Ah... ]
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With a little chuckle, his expression eases, and the smile finally reaches his eyes. ]
Doesn't it? [ Tatara had been blank once, only to be dyed red. And now his red is turning a bright, vivid violet.
Before he can say anything else, Mikoto speaks up. "Where did you find this guy?" It's not said with malice, or any sort of spite. It's a lazy drawl, a cat opening its eyes and turning to look at a new person in its space. He pulls the cigarette from his lips, and smoke drifts to the ceiling. ]
On my trip.
[ Tatara turns to look at Mikoto, and gives him a little smile, too. It's the exact kind of smile he gave Khun when he told him he was content to give up and face the end of his life, on that day they sat on a couch like this, and told one another how much they loved each other.
Before anyone else can do anything, Anna moves. She seems to have come to a conclusion—she lowers her red marble from her eye to look straight at Khun.
"He loves you."
The declaration is plain, an observation if anything, and Tatara goes red. This might be a dream, but he's still surprised. His eyes dart from Anna, to Khun, to Mikoto. Ah... ]