[At that, Nishi's eyes slip open— crinkled at the corners, betraying an amused smile. He reaches up to firmly poke Lovecraft's forehead, as if to scold him for immediately going there.]
I had no intention of being so crass.
[But his widening smile is confirmation enough.]
Maybe beneath a starry sky, next time. I've always wanted to try that, but the logistics never quite work out.
[Boning in the grass invites the possibility of, like, a bug crawling up your ass. That might actually drive Nishi psychotic.]
[Ah... he's never been good at handling a compliment this earnest. He takes a fraction too long choosing his words, and that hesitation betrays him more than anything he actually says.]
...Coming from you, that means more than I'd care to admit.
[And because he's embarrassed, he's going to keep the conversation moving right along. Please forget that you caught him slipping, Lovecraft.]
We should plan an outing in earnest, then. I imagine there's a place on campus where the stars are clear.
[That's why the compliment strikes him— because it's plain, unvarnished sincerity, not some carefully constructed thing scrubbed clean of feeling. That kind of earnestness, almost to a fault, is what Char values most.
His eyes slip shut beneath the warmth of Lovecraft's palm. His wish... it almost hurts to let himself think of it.]
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I had no intention of being so crass.
[But his widening smile is confirmation enough.]
Maybe beneath a starry sky, next time. I've always wanted to try that, but the logistics never quite work out.
[Boning in the grass invites the possibility of, like, a bug crawling up your ass. That might actually drive Nishi psychotic.]
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[As deadpan as possible. Sooooo scolded over here.]
A starry sky....would be beautiful. [Even just in general, not just for.......boning......you know.] I think it would...look nice. In your eyes.
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...Coming from you, that means more than I'd care to admit.
[And because he's embarrassed, he's going to keep the conversation moving right along. Please forget that you caught him slipping, Lovecraft.]
We should plan an outing in earnest, then. I imagine there's a place on campus where the stars are clear.
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[He says, a little surprised. He's no wordsmith. He simply says what he feels, with no consideration for the consequences.]
Mm. I...think. [A little pat over the forehead. Heh.] You sound eager. I suppose I will see what fun...there is in a wish like yours.
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His eyes slip shut beneath the warmth of Lovecraft's palm. His wish... it almost hurts to let himself think of it.]
...Let's look forward to a brighter future.