[ that single thread of understanding between the two of them might have been the only thing that made this a lot more bearable than it should be. six doesn't want to call it lucky to have the other person be just as uncertain as he is, because itachi could have been so much worse, but he can't deny feeling relieved that neither one of them attempt to go beyond what is necessary.
at least, that's up until he feels something solid nuzzling against his ear. that causes both ears to twitch and flicker, suddenly alerted to the fact that this is happening, but before six can say anything, itachi is pulling away from him. it doesn't register that the string has now completely unravelled until moments later.
a part of six knows he shouldn't say anything. another part wants to know what was that for—? ]
So it seems. [ ... ] Did it satisfy your curiousity?
Itachi's gaze automatically latches onto twitching ears, unable to repress the feelings of nostalgic fondness dredging up in him at the sight. That, and for the first time in several years, he finds himself considering something cute. But he will not say that aloud; he still has that much composure.]
I apologize. My behavior was impulsive and unacceptable. [He definitely would not have done that five months ago; the gembond is a bane.] ... I'll leave you now. Goodbye.
[Time to escape with what honor he may still have.]
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at least, that's up until he feels something solid nuzzling against his ear. that causes both ears to twitch and flicker, suddenly alerted to the fact that this is happening, but before six can say anything, itachi is pulling away from him. it doesn't register that the string has now completely unravelled until moments later.
a part of six knows he shouldn't say anything. another part wants to know what was that for—? ]
So it seems. [ ... ] Did it satisfy your curiousity?
[ might as well call him out. ]
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Excuse me, why are you doing this to him.
Itachi's gaze automatically latches onto twitching ears, unable to repress the feelings of nostalgic fondness dredging up in him at the sight. That, and for the first time in several years, he finds himself considering something cute. But he will not say that aloud; he still has that much composure.]
I apologize. My behavior was impulsive and unacceptable. [He definitely would not have done that five months ago; the gembond is a bane.] ... I'll leave you now. Goodbye.
[Time to escape with what honor he may still have.]