[ Hakkai sounds... Gojyo doesn't know. Mad, maybe. Upset. He frowns, leaning into a turn that he's probably taking a bit too fast. They'd been doing pretty well there, for a minute, talking like two people who didn't hate each other. Do they have to go back to being all terse and cold, now that Hakkai's not seeing shit anymore?
Maybe they don't have to. Maybe there's somewhere between declarations of love (which Hakkai apparently never quite believed -- Gojyo swallows hard and pushes that thought away) and declarations of war. Maybe... maybe they can talk like friends.
He'd like to be friends. It might not be possible, but there's a Hakkai sized hole in his life right now, and no amount of pretending or distractions or anger has done anything other than rub that hole raw. He can breathe better, when Hakkai's nearby. And if Hakkai feels the same, then... then maybe.
He's not ready for love, but maybe they could try like? ]
They really care about you. [ Nope, that's too serious. He tries again, with a laugh: ] Ken almost hurt himself, tryin' to get me to pour my heart out to him. I felt kinda bad.
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Maybe they don't have to. Maybe there's somewhere between declarations of love (which Hakkai apparently never quite believed -- Gojyo swallows hard and pushes that thought away) and declarations of war. Maybe... maybe they can talk like friends.
He'd like to be friends. It might not be possible, but there's a Hakkai sized hole in his life right now, and no amount of pretending or distractions or anger has done anything other than rub that hole raw. He can breathe better, when Hakkai's nearby. And if Hakkai feels the same, then... then maybe.
He's not ready for love, but maybe they could try like? ]
They really care about you. [ Nope, that's too serious. He tries again, with a laugh: ] Ken almost hurt himself, tryin' to get me to pour my heart out to him. I felt kinda bad.