[ Doumeki nods. He wouldn't assume that Yashiro had told Sycamore. Yashiro can barely admit it to himself. He doesn't need the words to know, just like he's sure Sycamore doesn't need to hear it either, to just know.
He is just so... happy. To know that Yashiro loves him. And to know that somehow, despite that, Yashiro hasn't left. Because that was the biggest likelihood of what would happen if Yashiro ever realized his feelings. That he would leave, because he didn't think himself capable, or even worthy, of love. ]
I am.
[ And he is. Because Yashiro loves him, and because he's in love with Yashiro. It's just so... nice. Doumeki finishes off his beer and blushes again. It's about the blowjob this time. It was really good. ]
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He is just so... happy. To know that Yashiro loves him. And to know that somehow, despite that, Yashiro hasn't left. Because that was the biggest likelihood of what would happen if Yashiro ever realized his feelings. That he would leave, because he didn't think himself capable, or even worthy, of love. ]
I am.
[ And he is. Because Yashiro loves him, and because he's in love with Yashiro. It's just so... nice. Doumeki finishes off his beer and blushes again. It's about the blowjob this time. It was really good. ]
I have never felt so happy before.