[as mineo wipes away at his tears, white's face heats up just a bit, given that this gesture doesn't quite feel strictly platonic—even if he's pretty sure it is just that, coming from mineo.]
... Shut up. Why are you so embarrassing all the time?
[i wish that thinking someone was straight was an emotion so mineo could debunk it
but regardless he's content to do this, a sort of soft warmth radiating from him]
I think you're even more easily embarrassed than I am... This is just what I wanna do, you know? I can't say that I want to treat you right and then fail at it worse than I already am.
Which - ah, by the way, Satoru's item could dispel a curse. He duplicated it at slightly lesser power. He talked to me about it so casually that I'm pretty sure he won't mind if I told you, so I wanted to make good on that too.
anyway mineo can feel some of that embarrassment and - it's returned with some of his own? the flustered feelings. he's known about white's but it feels like in moments like this it's less something he can find cute and more that something that's hard not to take seriously]
... I am.
[and there's just the general ache - the feeling of wanting to give more - that he can't quite cut off.]
[IT SOUNDED LIKE IT if it's wrong then it will just be a false rumour
when white feels mineo's embarrassment, he quickly does his best to shove down his own flustered feelings. right, not supposed to be crushing on this guy right now.]
[and there it is again—the agitation, worry, and dread, followed by a fearful hope against a backdrop of exhaustion and aching for something that never was.]
[a scoff, though not aimed at mineo in particular.]
Well, the first plan is to stop the universe from ending.
[... which is far from a sure thing, but white is choosing to believe it'll work out—because if he can't do that much, then there's no point in even holding on here.]
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... Shut up. Why are you so embarrassing all the time?
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but regardless he's content to do this, a sort of soft warmth radiating from him]
I think you're even more easily embarrassed than I am... This is just what I wanna do, you know? I can't say that I want to treat you right and then fail at it worse than I already am.
Which - ah, by the way, Satoru's item could dispel a curse. He duplicated it at slightly lesser power. He talked to me about it so casually that I'm pretty sure he won't mind if I told you, so I wanted to make good on that too.
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white maybe doesn't think mineo is 100% straight anymore, at least, if he and takeru possibly fucked but anyway]
... You're not failing. Stupid.
[his heart is beating faster in his chest than he'd like, but he still can't help but return the warmth, even if something aches underneath.]
Sounds useful. [...] Thanks.
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anyway mineo can feel some of that embarrassment and - it's returned with some of his own? the flustered feelings. he's known about white's but it feels like in moments like this it's less something he can find cute and more that something that's hard not to take seriously]
... I am.
[and there's just the general ache - the feeling of wanting to give more - that he can't quite cut off.]
Mm. You're welcome.
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when white feels mineo's embarrassment, he quickly does his best to shove down his own flustered feelings. right, not supposed to be crushing on this guy right now.]
... Uh. You should go back to your vegetables.
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... but that's what I've been thinking about.
What was on your mind?
[he hasn't forgotten the point of it coming up at all]
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The same stuff, basically. What comes after this.
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anyway mineo will go back to chopping the veggies now]
... yeah?
You have to go back to help someone important to you, right?
[from what he remembers]
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... Something like that, yeah.
[well. that's assuming he manages to get what he wants in the first place, at least.]
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And then - what happens after that?
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That's the million-dollar question.
[and there it is again—the agitation, worry, and dread, followed by a fearful hope against a backdrop of exhaustion and aching for something that never was.]
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... no plans?
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Well, the first plan is to stop the universe from ending.
[... which is far from a sure thing, but white is choosing to believe it'll work out—because if he can't do that much, then there's no point in even holding on here.]
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Solid plan.
And I thought that my home situation was rough....
[it was not.]
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Well, at least I don't have to solve murders or shit.
[just figure out his own life, if everything manages to settle down.]
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[ . . . . he looks thoughtful about that for a second before he goes to put more of the curry ingredients together]
.... were you thinking about how much you'd miss Endorsi?
[giving the longing and the loneliness earlier]
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he just
gives mineo a dead look]
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Shut up.
[...]
And why would you name just Endorsi there?
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Well, she was the one you were talking to....?
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God, I hate you.
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he pauses at that and his heart does a stutter before he can think better of it, face flushing a bit as he looks away]
I don't.... want to make assumptions....?
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[the loneliness is there for a lot of reasons, but that much is the truth, as difficult as it is to get the words out.]
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