[Why sit in a windowless room and be miserable, damn!! There are few nice things about Junpei's apartment back home, but being able to look out a window sometimes is pretty high up there. Get curtains, dang.
But oh, okay, something is definitely happening that takes Junpei a second to catch up with - he's still thinking about looking at rain - although it's simple enough to lean into the kiss. He gets it, when he actually catches up and thinks about it, and it's incredible sometimes to think that in this, of all things, they are... the same? Charles is wonderful and perfect, obviously, it's insane to think that he wouldn't be enough - more than enough! - whereas it's a wonder a weird little freak like Junpei gets to have something like this at all.
Of course, Charles doesn't like it when he says that kind of thing, so Junpei simply leans into him, wiggling his hands up to cup Charles' face and keep them locked in close like this after the kiss ends.]
Do you want to go home and listen to records? [he says, quietly, like listening to records at home is code for going home and doing more of this. And also listening to records.] We can close all the blinds and pretend it's raining.
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[Why sit in a windowless room and be miserable, damn!! There are few nice things about Junpei's apartment back home, but being able to look out a window sometimes is pretty high up there. Get curtains, dang.
But oh, okay, something is definitely happening that takes Junpei a second to catch up with - he's still thinking about looking at rain - although it's simple enough to lean into the kiss. He gets it, when he actually catches up and thinks about it, and it's incredible sometimes to think that in this, of all things, they are... the same? Charles is wonderful and perfect, obviously, it's insane to think that he wouldn't be enough - more than enough! - whereas it's a wonder a weird little freak like Junpei gets to have something like this at all.
Of course, Charles doesn't like it when he says that kind of thing, so Junpei simply leans into him, wiggling his hands up to cup Charles' face and keep them locked in close like this after the kiss ends.]
Do you want to go home and listen to records? [he says, quietly, like listening to records at home is code for going home and doing more of this. And also listening to records.] We can close all the blinds and pretend it's raining.
[ha ha.]