mineo.

[enfangs]

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[enfangs]

[he hates that mineo keeps saying shit like this? which is exactly how white got attached in the first place?]

You really don't need to worry about me that much.

[sengokus]

[WELL IT'S TRUE!!]

.... maybe worry's a bad word.

[he rubs his neck awkwardly.]

I just care. You get that, right? Even if it's hard to figure out everything else right now.... I do care about you.

[and he's not too emotionally constipated to admit it]

[enfangs]

[honestly, people caring still feels like a borderline foreign concept—one he barely knows how to deal with platonically, never mind with other factors mixed in.

it's that awkwardness, the mix of kneejerk discomfort and warmth, that has white look away.]

... I know. Thanks.

[sengokus]

[ . . . and mineo just snorts faintly at that, a fond noise. he'll reach out again to let his hand fall on top of white's, giving it a squeeze]

Okay. As long as you know.

[enfangs]

[oh no he's getting flustered again by handholding]

... You make it hard to forget. Idiot.