For being there, in general. You've been a pain in the ass, but for the first time, I felt... normal, I guess.
[rather than the fucked up piece of trash he became.
and there it is again, the loneliness and longing and remorse, for the life he never had and long gave up on. with that said, there's overwhelming gratitude as well, because even if mineo dies tonight and white's heart shatters, he'll never not be glad to have met him.
he likes mineo, who probably doesn't return those feelings. but it's fine, as for white, at this point, "i like you" isn't an expectation—it's his way of thanking them for living.]
[ . . . ah. there's a few emotions that bubble up from mineo then - surprise, affection, even a little bit of worry but.... mostly he is quite touched. like white's words are warming him from the inside - making him feel like maybe this life has been worth living up to this point.
like it's good, to want more time.
. . . . so he doesn't really hesitate or ask permission this time, instead just tugging briefly on white's hand to pull him closer - so mineo can drop a brief but sweet kiss to his cheek.]
.... you are normal.
And you don't need to thank me for something that's been so easy for me to do. It hasn't been hard at all. Knowing you.
[white freezes, turning bright red at the kiss, even if it's just on the cheek—before he glances away, trying to calm himself down.]
Okay, that's just a complete lie.
[look, white knows he's a handful, and not just because of his history of a lot of murder? he almost ate evidence. he distinctly recalls mineo being furious.]
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but after a while, he replies, practically muttering—]
... I just wanted to say thank you.
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[he hasn't quite been able to follow]
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For being there, in general. You've been a pain in the ass, but for the first time, I felt... normal, I guess.
[rather than the fucked up piece of trash he became.
and there it is again, the loneliness and longing and remorse, for the life he never had and long gave up on. with that said, there's overwhelming gratitude as well, because even if mineo dies tonight and white's heart shatters, he'll never not be glad to have met him.
he likes mineo, who probably doesn't return those feelings. but it's fine, as for white, at this point, "i like you" isn't an expectation—it's his way of thanking them for living.]
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like it's good, to want more time.
. . . . so he doesn't really hesitate or ask permission this time, instead just tugging briefly on white's hand to pull him closer - so mineo can drop a brief but sweet kiss to his cheek.]
.... you are normal.
And you don't need to thank me for something that's been so easy for me to do. It hasn't been hard at all. Knowing you.
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Okay, that's just a complete lie.
[look, white knows he's a handful, and not just because of his history of a lot of murder? he almost ate evidence. he distinctly recalls mineo being furious.]