[ shino makes a very fair point. that, and his honest words make his chest constrict with warmth and happiness — shino seems to understand him more and more over time, little by little. he's grateful. when he compares himself to the others, yamagi guesses that he can be a difficult person to be patient with. ]
Mm. Okay.
[ yamagi allows shino to pull him inside, following him closely, acutely aware of the way their hands are still locked together. he offers him a delicate smile and squeezes his hand when he climbs up onto the stool, legs dangling just above the ground when he settled. it occurs to him that there's no real reason to keep holding it once he's seated and comfortable, but he's committed the feeling to memory, and he has to let go sometime. ]
Wow. You were right. This is... This is pretty nice. You weren't kidding when you said you'd spoil me.
[ he looks around and takes it all in, eyes wide. yamagi isn't used to places like this. it isn't a loud, rowdy bar, but a smaller, more intimate space, just like shino said. there are only a handful of other people around, and they're all in pairs of two.
pairs of two. dates. yamagi realizes, rather belatedly, that almost everyone else looks like they're on a date. so he was right to be suspicious after all... he chances a look at shino, tilting his head. a light blush is creeping onto his cheeks, hard to miss underneath the glow of the lights. ]
This is almost like a date, huh?
[ he did not mean to voice that thought aloud. it just slipped out, and once yamagi realizes what he just insinuated, he can't look at shino, not quite sure what kind of reaction to expect. instead, he stares down at the floor, suddenly finding it very interesting. he searches for something, anything to add on, anything to just brush it off as a joke, but he's coming up short.
perhaps it's because it wasn't a joke at all. what else could he possibly call this? just buddies hanging out? is that all it is? he doesn't know. he's confused and nervous and excited and hopeful and wow, drinking suddenly sounds like a better idea than it did ten minutes ago. maybe it'll help him relax. ]
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Mm. Okay.
[ yamagi allows shino to pull him inside, following him closely, acutely aware of the way their hands are still locked together. he offers him a delicate smile and squeezes his hand when he climbs up onto the stool, legs dangling just above the ground when he settled. it occurs to him that there's no real reason to keep holding it once he's seated and comfortable, but he's committed the feeling to memory, and he has to let go sometime. ]
Wow. You were right. This is... This is pretty nice. You weren't kidding when you said you'd spoil me.
[ he looks around and takes it all in, eyes wide. yamagi isn't used to places like this. it isn't a loud, rowdy bar, but a smaller, more intimate space, just like shino said. there are only a handful of other people around, and they're all in pairs of two.
pairs of two. dates. yamagi realizes, rather belatedly, that almost everyone else looks like they're on a date. so he was right to be suspicious after all... he chances a look at shino, tilting his head. a light blush is creeping onto his cheeks, hard to miss underneath the glow of the lights. ]
This is almost like a date, huh?
[ he did not mean to voice that thought aloud. it just slipped out, and once yamagi realizes what he just insinuated, he can't look at shino, not quite sure what kind of reaction to expect. instead, he stares down at the floor, suddenly finding it very interesting. he searches for something, anything to add on, anything to just brush it off as a joke, but he's coming up short.
perhaps it's because it wasn't a joke at all. what else could he possibly call this? just buddies hanging out? is that all it is? he doesn't know. he's confused and nervous and excited and hopeful and wow, drinking suddenly sounds like a better idea than it did ten minutes ago. maybe it'll help him relax. ]