- NATE -
When you’re around
I don’t know how to hide my feelings
I don’t know how to hide my feelings
”The shitty way out was my fault.” Nate chimes in quickly, ever eager to take more off Sunjata’s plate and load it onto himself. At least this is entirely justified, a sheepish shrug leaving him with the explanation. ”I... had a physical word with said boss, afterwards. It was his revenge.” It all sounds so stupid and petty to repeat, an idiot chain of events driven by not thinking in the face of panic, of fear, of anger.
Leaning into the brief kiss against his face, Nate closes his eyes and lets out an amused hum, unable to respond to her amendment with anything else, at first. It wasn’t wrong, not by a long shot. ”Is that why you came back around?” Theres no shortage of warmth in his voice, no matter how it’s spoiled by the watery edge of hurt in his eye as it opens to focus back on Hotaru.
It isn’t long before he sees the same mirrored in her, before she leans in close, and he has to close his eye again, to spare himself the shame, the turn in his stomach that comes with her lips on the jagged scar across his face. It’s taken long enough to grow comfortable with Sunjata doing it. And the soft words that accompany the kiss, the softer apology that follows, they only undo Nate that much more, his brow furrowing painfully with the struggle to not let tears, of all things, fall.
He needs to get a better grip on his emotional leash, needs to reign himself in, but... there’s no chance to, not at this moment, not in any of the ones that are sure to follow, a trail of dominoes already in the middle of toppling each other. All he can do is cling right to Sunjata, as his words fill the air, Nate nodding his agreement. More than anything he could say, the words lay bare the root of all his hurt, all his upset with her specifically. Why did you go where we could miss you? Where you could miss us? Why did you go at all?
Nate’s lips open before his eye, though words and gaze both are aimed at Hotaru. ”You didn’t say anything. You didn’t even leave a note.” It should be accusatory, angry. Should be accompanied by the raising of his voice, by gestures and spite and something. All it is is quiet, even, Nate’s arms tightening around her as well, holding Hotaru tightly now that she’s back here.
Leaning into the brief kiss against his face, Nate closes his eyes and lets out an amused hum, unable to respond to her amendment with anything else, at first. It wasn’t wrong, not by a long shot. ”Is that why you came back around?” Theres no shortage of warmth in his voice, no matter how it’s spoiled by the watery edge of hurt in his eye as it opens to focus back on Hotaru.
It isn’t long before he sees the same mirrored in her, before she leans in close, and he has to close his eye again, to spare himself the shame, the turn in his stomach that comes with her lips on the jagged scar across his face. It’s taken long enough to grow comfortable with Sunjata doing it. And the soft words that accompany the kiss, the softer apology that follows, they only undo Nate that much more, his brow furrowing painfully with the struggle to not let tears, of all things, fall.
He needs to get a better grip on his emotional leash, needs to reign himself in, but... there’s no chance to, not at this moment, not in any of the ones that are sure to follow, a trail of dominoes already in the middle of toppling each other. All he can do is cling right to Sunjata, as his words fill the air, Nate nodding his agreement. More than anything he could say, the words lay bare the root of all his hurt, all his upset with her specifically. Why did you go where we could miss you? Where you could miss us? Why did you go at all?
Nate’s lips open before his eye, though words and gaze both are aimed at Hotaru. ”You didn’t say anything. You didn’t even leave a note.” It should be accusatory, angry. Should be accompanied by the raising of his voice, by gestures and spite and something. All it is is quiet, even, Nate’s arms tightening around her as well, holding Hotaru tightly now that she’s back here.
I count in binary in my head
And you count clouds
And you count clouds
