( yeah, he forced komaeda's hand into this position, and he can't even turn back with the words falling off the tip of his tongue. it's not very him, he's not direct, and yet here he is saying this to rokkun that puts a spotlight on him, some sort of honesty he doesn't want to be vocal about.
it frightens him, actually, what's this supposed to be... good luck? bad luck? it'll swing an opposing end, fierce, and out of his control he thinks. he's waiting for it, not even willing to look rokkun properly in the face — his face angled towards the ground.
it's when he speaks that komaeda's eyes swiftly glance in his direction, and they widen for a moment surprised, and then they grow sharp again, that normal, empty look behind them. )
You've always came back to me... ( a treat, but he can differentiate himself because he's trash!!! ) and everyone else, So if you're going, it's to the rooftop to watch the stars with me.
( he's expectant, waiting for him to answer. )
That way we can finally speak with each other.
( not to, and not at, like he's willing to compromise the male's earlier request. )
? they can make rokkun watch! good as television
it frightens him, actually, what's this supposed to be... good luck? bad luck? it'll swing an opposing end, fierce, and out of his control he thinks. he's waiting for it, not even willing to look rokkun properly in the face — his face angled towards the ground.
it's when he speaks that komaeda's eyes swiftly glance in his direction, and they widen for a moment surprised, and then they grow sharp again, that normal, empty look behind them. )
You've always came back to me... ( a treat, but he can differentiate himself because he's trash!!! ) and everyone else, So if you're going, it's to the rooftop to watch the stars with me.
( he's expectant, waiting for him to answer. )
That way we can finally speak with each other.
( not to, and not at, like he's willing to compromise the male's earlier request. )