it's not the same one that comes from his once upon a time crush on an attractive drummer in his friend's band, or even really the same one that he feels with leo. watching this scene, seeing a version of himself who was so clearly uncomfortable with himself in every way, shape or form pretty happy is--it's a lot, and looking up to kuro's smile is a lot, too.
he can't help but return it, lips curving up into something soft and warm as he looks up at kuro. he's forgotten the embarrassing dream from earlier, and it's faded into something like this. something comfortable and warm, like falling back into step in a march he'd forgotten he'd dropped out of. ]
...I was thinking the same thing. If...if we remember this tomorrow, [ and hopefully just this part, though he's not saying it. ] let's go grab coffee, or something. What do you say?
I'd hate to forget this kinda dream. [ Not the first one - although that was a different kind of thing altogether - but this one, the memory renewed for the both of them. This high school rooftop with a songbird with clipped wigs, not scared of the thug with veritable blood on his hands.
A lonely kind of life comes with stardom, despite all the people vying for attention. A lonely kind of life comes with the life this Kuro led, but here he is, smiling and laughing with this important person. Maybe he's not the brightest person around, and maybe he can miss the tone of things sometimes, but...
He's not an idiot, here. ] I'd like that. Maybe grab some lunch?
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it's not the same one that comes from his once upon a time crush on an attractive drummer in his friend's band, or even really the same one that he feels with leo. watching this scene, seeing a version of himself who was so clearly uncomfortable with himself in every way, shape or form pretty happy is--it's a lot, and looking up to kuro's smile is a lot, too.
he can't help but return it, lips curving up into something soft and warm as he looks up at kuro. he's forgotten the embarrassing dream from earlier, and it's faded into something like this. something comfortable and warm, like falling back into step in a march he'd forgotten he'd dropped out of. ]
...I was thinking the same thing. If...if we remember this tomorrow, [ and hopefully just this part, though he's not saying it. ] let's go grab coffee, or something. What do you say?
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A lonely kind of life comes with stardom, despite all the people vying for attention. A lonely kind of life comes with the life this Kuro led, but here he is, smiling and laughing with this important person. Maybe he's not the brightest person around, and maybe he can miss the tone of things sometimes, but...
He's not an idiot, here. ] I'd like that. Maybe grab some lunch?