[This is too close, and some rational part of Yu's mind feels that intensely. Too close, and yet he can't pull away -- or maybe some part of him doesn't want to. Too close, and yet, even with every pang of guilt and regret that lances through him...he doesn't pull away. He simply watches, and feels, and wonders how things might have been different, if either one of them had forfeited. If either one of them hadn't been there.
It-- it's no use thinking that way, though.
He's a little bit lost in it, watching Mikey through half-lidded eyes, enough so that it takes him a moment to register what the other boy is saying.]
Mm? [A nod, slow as molasses, and his hand squeezes the other boy's, just barely.] I won't.
[He doesn't push on the question, but that doesn't mean he's not thinking about it. Don't want to ruin it...? His expression is thoughtful as he runs the words through his mind, holding back his desire to figure out what that could mean.]
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It-- it's no use thinking that way, though.
He's a little bit lost in it, watching Mikey through half-lidded eyes, enough so that it takes him a moment to register what the other boy is saying.]
Mm? [A nod, slow as molasses, and his hand squeezes the other boy's, just barely.] I won't.
[He doesn't push on the question, but that doesn't mean he's not thinking about it. Don't want to ruin it...? His expression is thoughtful as he runs the words through his mind, holding back his desire to figure out what that could mean.]