[Manabu doesn't look, but he can tell by the slight droop of Grey's shoulder that he's gone. the pit in his own stomach is not.
pretend it never happened. back to work.
pretend that...feeling never happened. even though that feeling isn't leaving him. it's persistent, it's...growing.
his heart hurts. despite the hurt, he keeps vigil. maybe because of that vigil, the hurt festers: he can't go clear his head with a walk, can't change scenery...he has to protect Grey.
he wants to kiss him again.
dammit...
Manabu is loyal to a fault - to his own faults. it's why he stays there, despite his roiling feelings, listening for clues, watching Grey's profile, thinking about that touch...
dammit-! this can't be the way this works. yet what does he know? this is new to him.
he can recognize the jolt of Grey's awareness coming back this time, causing him to bristle a little.]
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[Manabu doesn't look, but he can tell by the slight droop of Grey's shoulder that he's gone. the pit in his own stomach is not.
pretend it never happened. back to work.
pretend that...feeling never happened. even though that feeling isn't leaving him. it's persistent, it's...growing.
his heart hurts. despite the hurt, he keeps vigil. maybe because of that vigil, the hurt festers: he can't go clear his head with a walk, can't change scenery...he has to protect Grey.
he wants to kiss him again.
dammit...
Manabu is loyal to a fault - to his own faults. it's why he stays there, despite his roiling feelings, listening for clues, watching Grey's profile, thinking about that touch...
dammit-! this can't be the way this works. yet what does he know? this is new to him.
he can recognize the jolt of Grey's awareness coming back this time, causing him to bristle a little.]
...Welcome back.