[ Rinne is quiet. He swerves away and returns to his drink. Bourbon should be savored slowly, but Rinne doesn't have time for that. He empties his glass, then scrapes the words out of his throat: ]
Stop asking me that.
[ Shouldn't it be obvious? Takasugi is just teasing now. Rinne clicks his tongue as he recalls the breach of trust, the breach of tongue, and the blossoming lust underneath his clothes. It scares Rinne to think about what Takasugi might see should he let go, but... even as the liquor warms his skin and thins his focus, he thinks he can keep this feeling under control. Tonight isn't about him, after all.
Yes, that's right. He should tell him what he meant to say. Thank you. I admire you. I want to be you. How else can I repay you? He had planned on pretending to be drunk for this, but maybe there was no point if Takasugi was going to rub it in his face later. He draws in a breath, parts his lips, and with a touch of exasperation, he says: ]
I've loved you ever since I sang for you. Of course I...
[ God. When's the fun supposed to start? He could have sworn it started a while ago. ]
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Stop asking me that.
[ Shouldn't it be obvious? Takasugi is just teasing now. Rinne clicks his tongue as he recalls the breach of trust, the breach of tongue, and the blossoming lust underneath his clothes. It scares Rinne to think about what Takasugi might see should he let go, but... even as the liquor warms his skin and thins his focus, he thinks he can keep this feeling under control. Tonight isn't about him, after all.
Yes, that's right. He should tell him what he meant to say. Thank you. I admire you. I want to be you. How else can I repay you? He had planned on pretending to be drunk for this, but maybe there was no point if Takasugi was going to rub it in his face later. He draws in a breath, parts his lips, and with a touch of exasperation, he says: ]
I've loved you ever since I sang for you. Of course I...
[ God. When's the fun supposed to start? He could have sworn it started a while ago. ]