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[tsygan]

you know who it is. tell me what you want and fuck off.

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[tsygan]

( he still like to think he knows what he's gotten himself into, as far as giving himself so wholly over to the other, what it means to be possessed by someone; he's not about to rescind his offer, or take back anything he's said in the interim, but it's still going to take a little bit for him to realize that what toji is about to tell him is true.

he's not begging for scraps anymore.

even though it still feels like that's how things are always going to be for him, because that's all it's ever been and things have never been as good for him as they are now. he's never felt like he really belonged anywhere, had a place to call home even if he's realizing now that home doesn't have to be a place. it can be a person. it can be —

his throat works in a dry, clicking swallow as the other hooks his fingers beneath his chin and angles his gaze upward, and for a second, he doesn't know if he can meet toji's own; he feels achingly exposed, vulnerable, as he never has with him before, even after giving over his stupid name and everything that had come with it. so soon after meeting this man, this whirlwind of a human being that he wants to get even more swept up in.

hw swallows again, finally meeting those dark eyes and holding steady, one of his own hands coming up to curl cool fingers around his forearm. ) Yeah. ( it comes out as a croak. ) Yeah, I got it. But that don't mean I don't still mean what I said. ( i always want you. )