[Manabu by contrast, may as well be made of molasses. it's how he gets when emotions weigh too much, even when vented to the degree they'd been. he's at least not catatonic, but he's not going to be winning any marathons at this rate, either.
the chilly hand of that old habit of immobility sure is alluring, because if he doesn't move, then they don't have to separate, right?
but that won't be good for either of them. Manabu exhales, forcing himself to pull the shirt back on, focusing on buttons before letting himself think of next steps.
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on 2025-01-20 12:57 am (UTC)the chilly hand of that old habit of immobility sure is alluring, because if he doesn't move, then they don't have to separate, right?
but that won't be good for either of them. Manabu exhales, forcing himself to pull the shirt back on, focusing on buttons before letting himself think of next steps.
next steps? pants. where...where pant.]