Date: 2018-06-14 03:45 am (UTC)
lackofprotein: (♞ Why you lookin' at me like that?)
From: [personal profile] lackofprotein
[Silence, broken only by the tiny crackles of electricity from the small dark grey cloud hovering just above him. No rain or snow, but blots of light that danced around like a looming storm not yet unleashed.

So it's obvious that Shinjiro is doing his best to subdue his frustrations and irritations while listening - because he's willing to listen. Let her vent or speak her mind - but the fact she's doing this now only caused him to curl his fingers around the sheets beneath him.

Funny, too, that he wasn't expecting Fuuka to be the one he'd end up having this talk with.
]

So what? You sayin' I made the wrong choice in saving you? Because if that's the case, you're dumber than I thought.

[There's a scoff, because he still can't honestly believe he's having this conversation. If anything, he's doing what he can to deflect the topic from going too much deeper than it already potentially has. Likely why he's being a bit more blunt in his words than usual, but the moment he feels her hand brush against his face he's completely caught off guard. A sudden rush of red that went all the way up to his ears, before he's quickly trying to bat her away. It's very gently, and without much effort put into it, but it's also because he doesn't know how to respond to her being so sweet to him like this. :c]

I get it, Fuuka. I do, I fucked up, but if it means you're not the one sitting in this god damn bed then I'd do it all over again.

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