(never has manjiro ever looked at yu with so much fondness in his eyes. he was in love before, but right now, he feels a little bit more so, and it shows in the way his lips attempt to bite back a smile as he takes the bottle that was offered to him. the way he can't help the smitten expression that takes over his face for just a little while, and he smiles a little... is that shyness? is that joy? is that... love? he wouldn't know how to describe it other than the feeling of a wave that crashed onto shore returning to the ocean. some sense of peace, even knowing that it will crash again soon.
and the sip, before he replaces the bottle for a cigarette, burning the tip to drag in the smoke.)
I'll... Try to be patient. I... Still really fucking like you, you know. None of this changes that.
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(never has manjiro ever looked at yu with so much fondness in his eyes. he was in love before, but right now, he feels a little bit more so, and it shows in the way his lips attempt to bite back a smile as he takes the bottle that was offered to him. the way he can't help the smitten expression that takes over his face for just a little while, and he smiles a little... is that shyness? is that joy? is that... love? he wouldn't know how to describe it other than the feeling of a wave that crashed onto shore returning to the ocean. some sense of peace, even knowing that it will crash again soon.
and the sip, before he replaces the bottle for a cigarette, burning the tip to drag in the smoke.)
I'll... Try to be patient. I... Still really fucking like you, you know. None of this changes that.