"Heeey, you've reached Yang! Well, actually, you didn't reach far enough, 'cause I'm not here right now! But don't yang up! Just leave a message on this baby, and I'll get back to you soon enough, okay?"
[Naoki smiles weakly. Think she's not as cool? He doubts that. But what she says makes him exhale, his fingers flexing before curling around her hand.]
I'm not going to cry. [The strength seems to have gone out of him, though, and he slumps next to her, like he might tilt over onto her but he doesn't yet.] My thoughts aren't gonna change either.
We're-- I'm...
Even though... it's probably unfair of me [because he'd fought against himself when it came to trusting her], I've always been thinking of us as friends too.
[ But she says it lightly, glancing at their hands in a pensive moment-- before she tilts her head invitingly. He can lean on her. ]
But unfair or not, I'm really glad that you have.
[ Because it meant that, even while he was fighting against himself, even after he'd been hurt so much by his own friends, he'd still wanted to be her friend. This wasn't as one-sided as she'd been concerned about. ]
Besides, you were stuck with me when you said 'yes' to the whole training thing, so friendship just makes the deal easier for you.
[That little tilt of her head is all he needs to lean over, against her, their shoulders touching before he slumps a little further and rests his head against her shoulder. He can feel a little of her hair brushing against him, ticklish but comfortable.
His eyes close. He's relieved. It finally feels like something's unwound. And despite what he's told her, Yang still wants to be friends with him. He exhales a soft laugh.]
I'm okay with being stuck with you. [He's decided.] But, at this rate, you're really gonna wind up stuck with me.
[ She won't laugh, but the smile's present in her voice, and she cants her head ever so slightly to rest against his. She can't sense emotions like he can, but it feels as though some tension's drained out of him. Like he's finally, truly relaxed.
So in the end, she was able to do something for him? She hopes that's the case. ]
Mmmm-- [Naoki pretends like he has to think about it.] A bit of both?
[He's going to stop doubting, he says to himself, finally he's going to stop. Even if it's frightening, he doesn't want to lose this. It's... been a while since he thought about something like that, especially about a friend.
Naoki's cheek rubs a little to Yang's shoulder as he settles in some more.]
Well-- [ Spoken with a bit of a sigh. ] If it's a threat, you're going to have to do a lot better. And if it's a promise, then I definitely want you to keep it.
[ Yang holds still, though-- which could be a bit of an oddity, considering how she's usually on the move, but even she can be patient. And this isn't exactly unpleasant. ]
[Naoki just smiles at that.] ...I'll keep 'em both in mind.
[And then his eyes close. She's staying so still. Is this comfortable for her? Her head resting on his is pleasant... Inane thoughts like this drag through his head and he pushes back against a persistent tiredness, the kind of tired that comes when you've finally been able to solve something worrying you.]
[Again-- she's saying those kinds of things that burrow deep. Warm. He's going to try his best to believe it. Yang will feel his fingers tightening slightly with hers.]
...Thanks.
Also for, y'know. [More amused--] Being considerate of my personal guy stuff.
[But he feels grateful, but how do you say that he's glad not to be left alone without it sounding either 1) too vulnerable or 2) calling on sadder past experiences? It's tricky. So he'll just hum.]
Hm-- I'm still just as happy to hear it now.
[He seems to come back to himself when she pats his back, opening his eyes and tipping his head to glance at her face.]
[Naoki's gaze drifts off to the side. He does look droopy and he does feel sleepy, but... Isn't it a waste?] You're gonna have a harder time slipping out if I conk out on you, right?
[--it's safe. It's fine if he trusts her. Naoki never slept well when it was around his demons, startling awake at the smallest thing (they could turn, anyone could find him, it was never safe), and even here it's the case. He doesn't need to sleep that often anyway.
But...he tightens his hand just for an instant in turn before his fingers relax.
The weight of his head gets heavier, and his breaths soften. No snores yet. But it's clear he's let himself doze off.]
... Which is fine, of course, and Yang contents herself with remaining where she is, hand still grasping his. She's far from tired herself, but Naoki was probably emotionally exhausted at this point, and he'd come off as the sort that didn't really laze about all that often. Even in the gardens, he'd been awake.
But now, she can tell just by the increase of weight and how lax his hand is-- he's finally sleeping properly.
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As your friend, though, I'm pretty sure my opinion on you isn't gonna turn bad.
Even if you end up crying on me now.
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I'm not going to cry. [The strength seems to have gone out of him, though, and he slumps next to her, like he might tilt over onto her but he doesn't yet.] My thoughts aren't gonna change either.
We're-- I'm...
Even though... it's probably unfair of me [because he'd fought against himself when it came to trusting her], I've always been thinking of us as friends too.
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[ But she says it lightly, glancing at their hands in a pensive moment-- before she tilts her head invitingly. He can lean on her. ]
But unfair or not, I'm really glad that you have.
[ Because it meant that, even while he was fighting against himself, even after he'd been hurt so much by his own friends, he'd still wanted to be her friend. This wasn't as one-sided as she'd been concerned about. ]
Besides, you were stuck with me when you said 'yes' to the whole training thing, so friendship just makes the deal easier for you.
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His eyes close. He's relieved. It finally feels like something's unwound. And despite what he's told her, Yang still wants to be friends with him. He exhales a soft laugh.]
I'm okay with being stuck with you. [He's decided.] But, at this rate, you're really gonna wind up stuck with me.
[reciprocal being stuck with each other...]
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[ She won't laugh, but the smile's present in her voice, and she cants her head ever so slightly to rest against his. She can't sense emotions like he can, but it feels as though some tension's drained out of him. Like he's finally, truly relaxed.
So in the end, she was able to do something for him? She hopes that's the case. ]
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[He's going to stop doubting, he says to himself, finally he's going to stop. Even if it's frightening, he doesn't want to lose this. It's... been a while since he thought about something like that, especially about a friend.
Naoki's cheek rubs a little to Yang's shoulder as he settles in some more.]
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[ Yang holds still, though-- which could be a bit of an oddity, considering how she's usually on the move, but even she can be patient. And this isn't exactly unpleasant. ]
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[And then his eyes close. She's staying so still. Is this comfortable for her? Her head resting on his is pleasant... Inane thoughts like this drag through his head and he pushes back against a persistent tiredness, the kind of tired that comes when you've finally been able to solve something worrying you.]
I don't like breaking promises anyway.
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... You know, unless it's personal guy stuff.
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...Thanks.
Also for, y'know. [More amused--] Being considerate of my personal guy stuff.
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[ but she lightly squeezes his fingers, drawing one hand back to pat his back. ]
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Hm-- I'm still just as happy to hear it now.
[He seems to come back to himself when she pats his back, opening his eyes and tipping his head to glance at her face.]
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So, is it your turn to conk out on me? You look droopy.
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[Naoki's gaze drifts off to the side. He does look droopy and he does feel sleepy, but... Isn't it a waste?] You're gonna have a harder time slipping out if I conk out on you, right?
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[He snickers into her shoulder.]
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[He's tempted to jab her side.] I'm pretty sure I don't snore.
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Then won't it be a fun surprise for you if it turns out that you do?
[ Go ahead and snooze, Naoki, she'll only tease you a little. ]
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[Grumble... but, his eyes are closing. For a few moments, he feels a surge of worry but recalls how she drifted off on him the other day.]
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She's not going to leave. ]
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But...he tightens his hand just for an instant in turn before his fingers relax.
The weight of his head gets heavier, and his breaths soften. No snores yet. But it's clear he's let himself doze off.]
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... Which is fine, of course, and Yang contents herself with remaining where she is, hand still grasping his. She's far from tired herself, but Naoki was probably emotionally exhausted at this point, and he'd come off as the sort that didn't really laze about all that often. Even in the gardens, he'd been awake.
But now, she can tell just by the increase of weight and how lax his hand is-- he's finally sleeping properly.
As promised, she'll stay where she is. ]