[..and yet he doesn't knock at Huaisang's door still, his mind lingering on the conversation as if stalling at Itachi's door to keep from having to open the one that's waiting for him.
Eventually after a beat of time, he messages again.]
I'm afraid. I don't even know of what. ["It's stupid, right?" He finds it in himself to bite back the words that would immediately undermine his own vulnerability. Finds it in himself not to apologize for the burden of his weakness.]
[He doesn't have time to respond or even process those words because he's already knocked and Huaisang has just come to the door, but they fill him with a lingering warmth nonetheless.
His talk with Huaisang takes a while. When they are done, he feels as though he's aged all of those sixteen years that he missed. He also feels strangely more like a ghost than ever, like he's not real and liable to disperse into the air at the slightest breeze.
He had earlier thought to head to his room first to collect himself and then head over to Itachi, but the thought is immediately dismissed now and he find himself at Itachi's door. He knocks once for privacy's sake, but he knows his friend always keeps his door unlocked when he knows to expect him.]
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Will you be free later?
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yeah. ๏ผ
Yes. Why?
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I'm on my way to speak to Huaisang and I...[He falters, pausing before he can conjure the rest of his message.]
I'd like your company, when it's done.
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Of course.
I will be in my quarters.
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Eventually after a beat of time, he messages again.]
I'm afraid. I don't even know of what. ["It's stupid, right?" He finds it in himself to bite back the words that would immediately undermine his own vulnerability. Finds it in himself not to apologize for the burden of his weakness.]
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More notably, fear has also never stopped you before.
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Yeah. Alright. Thank you.
I'll see you later Itachi.
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I will speak with you after.
๏ผ sorry he needs to go mentally recover from saying the l-word and stare at one spot in the dark for a while thanks. ๏ผ
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His talk with Huaisang takes a while. When they are done, he feels as though he's aged all of those sixteen years that he missed. He also feels strangely more like a ghost than ever, like he's not real and liable to disperse into the air at the slightest breeze.
He had earlier thought to head to his room first to collect himself and then head over to Itachi, but the thought is immediately dismissed now and he find himself at Itachi's door. He knocks once for privacy's sake, but he knows his friend always keeps his door unlocked when he knows to expect him.]