"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?"
I think it would've been worth it. But, since it was a tie. [He spreads his hands apart and then moves to stand, he will throw these cups that once held monstrosities away...]
[Naoki returns... and pauses as he looks down at her. Unable to stop himself, he reaches out for her hair because he really does like it, and he wants to smooth his hand over it.
His voice is quiet, as though he half doesn't want it to be heard:]
...thanks for talking about that secret, by the way.
I'm glad you did. [He moves to sit again opposite her, but his hand still lingers, absently sorting through pieces of her hair.
Because, Yang didn't have to. She could've picked anything to tell him about, but she picked that. She really trusts me, it's not a new realisation or anything, but finally, something feels as though clicks into place.
His resolution, maybe.]
...next week, if you got some time, I want to tell you about the rest of my... not-fun stuff. [He'll give forewarning this time instead of springing it on her...]
... [ Her hair again... well, she doesn't mind, and she peers at him now, head still down but eyes focusing on his face. ]
Next week? Just let me know, I'll make time. [ Is this what he'd mentioned before, the thing that might change her opinion of him? Which she doubts, but admittedly, she's curious. ]
Then... Let's say Tuesday, for now. [Naoki slides his fingers loose from with a little flick, folding his arms on the table. He'd be lying if he said he didn't feel a nervous clenching in his stomach at the thought but, at the same time, when he finally puts it to voice... maybe it's a little relieving.] And if anything suddenly comes up, lemme know.
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I think it would've been worth it. But, since it was a tie. [He spreads his hands apart and then moves to stand, he will throw these cups that once held monstrosities away...]
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Well, this whole day had just been one big thing, hadn't it? ]
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His voice is quiet, as though he half doesn't want it to be heard:]
...thanks for talking about that secret, by the way.
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I trust you. I had to say the not-fun stuff eventually.
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Because, Yang didn't have to. She could've picked anything to tell him about, but she picked that. She really trusts me, it's not a new realisation or anything, but finally, something feels as though clicks into place.
His resolution, maybe.]
...next week, if you got some time, I want to tell you about the rest of my... not-fun stuff. [He'll give forewarning this time instead of springing it on her...]
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Next week? Just let me know, I'll make time. [ Is this what he'd mentioned before, the thing that might change her opinion of him? Which she doubts, but admittedly, she's curious. ]
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Then... Let's say Tuesday, for now. [Naoki slides his fingers loose from with a little flick, folding his arms on the table. He'd be lying if he said he didn't feel a nervous clenching in his stomach at the thought but, at the same time, when he finally puts it to voice... maybe it's a little relieving.] And if anything suddenly comes up, lemme know.
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[He thinks he might go... run for a while. Yes. Stellar plan.]