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"I'm proud of you, Adachi-san."
were it not for the shopping bags piled high in his arms and the brisk pace Nanako was keeping several yards ahead, the comment would’ve stopped him in his tracks out of pure shock. he hates being caught off guard– but Yu always had a knack of knowing exactly what to say, and with such effortless conviction, to tug at heartstrings Adachi had meant to sever years ago.
DON’T TELL ME THAT. DON’T SAY THAT TO ME.
average grades and a sub - par social life, wracked with insecurity, had hardly given his parents or peers a reason to display a smidgen of pride, the occasional clap on the back or a good word or even just a glance to acknowledge that he’s there, that he exists, something to keep him tethered to the reality around him– but after years of being left to wander without rhyme or reason, the idea that any of his meaningless day - to - day tasks warrant a metaphorical gold star makes his stomach churn.
KEEP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH SHUT. YOU DON’T KNOW A GODDAMN THING.
he’s thankful, at least, that the few steps he has on Yu help to keep his chipper tone convincing.
‘ haa – ? what makes you say that? ’
can someone please be proud of me like fuck I’m trying
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all you have left in life is despair. the ultimate game over. wouldn’t it be better if that kind of reality was wiped away? let’s be honest. there’s nothing great about the real world, is there? it’s just dull and annoying as hell. / indie tohru adachi. re-est. 9 / 18. by cole.
FOR ONCE, HE BELIEVES IT.
HE THINKS: THIS IS IT. I’M CAUGHT. I’M FINALLY FUCKING CAUGHT. HE SAW ME DO SOMETHING I SHOULDN’T HAVE BEEN DOING.
He freezes, his pulse quickens. Thunders in his chest. His teeth clench, spittle swallowed, and something runs through him. For once, it was fear. Fear. Everything he had worked so long for, YEARS UPON YEARS, had come crashing to the ground beneath him. All because of a SIMPLE MISTAKE?
YOSHIKAGE KIRA NEVER MADE MISTAKES.
❛ Wh–What have I done? ❜ He asks, face a sharp slant.
STUPID, UGLY, SWEATY ADACHI. I’LL FUCKING MURDER HIM. SLIT HIM OPEN, HANG HIM UP, THEN—-THEN—-
Laughter. Adachi’s laughing. The man’s face, once nothing but a serious wide-eyed stare, melts into a joyous grin. There’s nothing serious about it now. The gun doesn’t LOOK REAL. Yoshikage’s blue eyes bore into the other, a man he considered his friend. His gaze steals left, then right, and he feels his breath creep through his clenched teeth.
His pulse still pounding, Yoshikage manages: ❛ Are you fucking kidding me? ❜
there’s something about the way the normally stoic man’s entire appearance changes, shoulders tightening and expression resembling something close to fear, that makes Adachi’s blood race with excitement. knowing that he had that kind of power over someone, even under false pretenses, held an almost erotic sensation behind it, one that he wasn’t keen on giving up.
❛ heh ----- eheh heh. my bad. but really, you should’a seen the look on your face. ❜
he’s going to get himself killed one day, with the way he toys with people for fun. but that’s what friends did, right? joke around with each other? he and Yoshikage were nothing if not friends ( albeit very unlikely ones, to the common eye ) and if he was being honest, the other man could use a little laughter in his life. that stony face of his was getting wrinkled.
❛ c’mon, Kira-san. lighten up. live a little. ❜
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❛ DID YOU NOT HEAR ME, YOSHIKAGE? i said, put your hands up. ❜ he knows he shouldn’t press his luck with this man. this man is just as dangerous as he is. he knows. he knows this, and yet, he insists on doing it anyway, if only for a few brief moments of fun in an otherwise dreary and unexciting town. slender arms are outstretched, gun clutched tightly in pale hands and trained on the man in white before him. ❛ you’re comin’ with me. i can’t let this continue. ❜ there are a few seconds of silence, so tense that a mere breath could break it and startle those in its clutches, before Adachi’s shoulders begin to quiver, leading into a loud, obnoxious cackle. he lowers his gun shortly thereafter and leans forward, hands pressed to his knees for support.
❛ AHA HA HA ----- !! just kidding! man, could you imagine if i was serious? ❜