โโ weโre messy
but weโre still a team
in this dystopia weโre fighting
thereโs no victory without you ใ
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little snippet, heโs to wrapped up in Riku to care. โLemme take you to my place, yeah? Iโllโฆ Iโll say more when weโre there. Hold onto me? Iโll carry ya like I did before.โ
His brows are furrowed, damn ready to carry the kid on his back again. Fuck onlookers.
Hold on. What? There was some awful miscommunication in there somewhere, wasnโt there? The vocalist freezes when Riku speaks to him. Face pale enough to reflect his anxiety.
His first instinct is to get mad, to say something harsh in response. Bite back, and ask +
heart drop. Hands cupping his face, Touma just leans in to kiss his cheek. โCโmonโ, he repeats. โIโ I love you too, sillyโ, when he speaks itโs almost a whisper into that little kiss. Lingering close to his ear.
Heโs worried about the crowds hearing, but seeing that +
over the tabloids, wasnโt it?
โHey, cโmon. Why you gettinโ so worked up over me?โ He hadnโt noticed the blood, only focused on the control of his breathing. โIf ya calm down Iโll take you out for pastries.โ He sounds scared.
Whoah โโ- !
Thereโs an automatic dead stop in his tracks when he spots the redhead. Crowd or no crowd, Touma is by his side without a moments hesitation.
Boots against the concrete, he barely even hears the sounds around them. Vaguely, heโs aware of chatter from onlookers. +
โMove!โ Heโs forceful to a bystander or two on his way to kneeling over Riku. โHey! Riku.โ He tries, nearly pulling him into a hug to try to get his breathing back to normal. Itโs a gentler touch than one would think heโd be capable of.
This was going to be all +
โHuh? Noโโ Riku! Hold on, dammit!โ They frustrated noise is louder now as the redhead runs off. He hadnโt even given him a chance to process it, or even properly respond.
The last thing Touma wanted to see was an upset Riku. Heโs too good for that kind of expression. +
This isโฆ very overwhelming, suddenly. Riku looking at him with that face, not to mention his wording.
โWhat the hell are you going on about?! Close yer mouth, it just sounds like gibberish.โ
He puts a hand through his hair, looking troubled.
Touma just exhales out an irritated sigh. He hadnโt heard anything so disheartening since the announcement that his old group got annihilated by TRIGGER. โRiku! Why in the world do you think thatโs a good idea?โ