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alphaophiuchi

There were times when Draco was quite good at hiding his expression, his feelings. This wasn't one of them. He was in pain in more than one way, he felt lonely sitting next to his boyfriend: his face showed everything he was feeling, right there in the unhappy, wavering downward curl of his mouth and the faint shining of his eyes.

"That doesn't even make sense," he pointed out in a miserable mumble, the snappishness leaving him. "You can't find me when I deem you acceptable because you won't be around to know when I deem you acceptable. Also, that's a stupid phrase." He opened his mouth to continue but paused, the words faltering and failing him; everything he thought of sounded stupid in return: You're always acceptable. Or some variant thereof.

He closed his mouth again, sighing softly out of his nose, simply continuing to regard Tsukikage with that sad face.

From:

intercalaryninja

"I suppose not. Then again, not everything makes sense. I suppose then I'll find you when I feel like you'd accept me." Tsukikage says.

The look that is returned is... relaxed and gentle. It's not dismissive but it doesn't have the usual warmth and tenderness that Tsukikage usually has. The man relaxes in his seat.

Everything is fine, his brain says. Nothing is wrong.

But it's not and he's so sorry, Draco.

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alphaophiuchi

Draco's brow twitched with a frown, one that was more and more confused as the minutes passed. Nothing he said, it seemed, had the effect that he wanted it to. He wasn't quite sure what to do about that, either.

He might have to have a chat with Reira, though. That was definitely on the list.

For now, though, he merely pursed his lips, trying very hard not to cry (for crying in front of someone who Just Didn't Care wasn't worth anything) and nodded. It was a slow little gesture.

"...sure," he mumbled, glancing away slightly. "You know where I'll be, anyway."