“ Whatever. ” Hakkai echoed Gojyo’s sentiment as he flinched against the slamming of the door. && the grocery sacks sagged on the table. && the cigarette smoldered on the floor.
Hours passed in that moment’s worth of silence. With Gojyo’s door locked && Hakkai sitting in the front room with only himself to keep company. He’d gone for his own cigarettes in that time. Returning home with—— not one pack or two but ——a CARTON of Ark Royals. He didn’t intend on smoking them all of course, but once he’d started, he’d gone through his first pack within an hour.
Then he started the next. . .
Half of the second pack went down with less difficulty than the first before he was sick of the silence. && he sidled up to the door—— skinny figure coiled forward over itself as his shoulder found the waiting frame && he rapped with clenched knuckles.
Back pressed against the door, Gojyo let the darkness of the bedroom swallow him as the sun sank and took it's light with it. Everything looked different in the dark, everything was easier in the dark; everything.
Flinching when the knock came to his door quickly followed by his name, the hanyou thought he might open the door and kiss Hakkai until they both remembered why they'd started this relationship in the first place. It was the light in the hallway that stopped him. Seeping through the crack under the door as soon as the hanyou moved away. Inching across his toes as he reached for the knob.
He didn't open the door, instead he unlocked it; moving to sit on the bed and giving the other the chance to enter. This would be easier in the dark. Because everything was easier in the dark.
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