[Mikey's smile is impossibly bright. And Yu thinks, for a moment -- he had forgotten just how bright it was, when he was happy. When they were just together, like this, doing nothing, doing everything. Part of him aches at that loss of time, the memories stuffed into the back of his mind, wondering if he'd ever feel okay to bring them out again.
He...he's not ready to. Not yet. But he can see it on the horizon, right now.
Predictably, Mikey says something with ease that would rattle most people, and while Yu is not most people, his cheeks do color somewhat.]
I'll remember that. [Another drink. He passes the bottle back -- slower than before, knowing that Mikey is more of a lightweight.] Not that I need your permission, sir.
[He's missed this. More than he can possibly bear to admit.]
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He...he's not ready to. Not yet. But he can see it on the horizon, right now.
Predictably, Mikey says something with ease that would rattle most people, and while Yu is not most people, his cheeks do color somewhat.]
I'll remember that. [Another drink. He passes the bottle back -- slower than before, knowing that Mikey is more of a lightweight.] Not that I need your permission, sir.
[He's missed this. More than he can possibly bear to admit.]