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Which meeeeeeans: an excerpt!
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pashoshi's fic!
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Ryo props one shoulder on the bathroom door. He hears light traffic through the phone. “Where are you?” he asks.
“My apartment.”
Yamapi’s apartment is on the ninth floor of a building in a very quiet neighborhood, and even so, he never opens the windows.
“Well,” Ryo says. It doesn’t matter where Yamapi is, or why he doesn’t want Ryo to know. Ryo’s hand is already tensing to close his phone. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Yeah, okay. Bye.”
Ryo hangs up, pockets the phone, and massages his eyes against the ridges of his knuckles. He doesn’t stop until he can feel his corneas burn.
The knees of his jeans are still wet from some spilled drink on the floor of the bar.
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Which meeeeeeans: an excerpt!
And this week we loop back to
pashoshi's fic!Ryo props one shoulder on the bathroom door. He hears light traffic through the phone. “Where are you?” he asks.
“My apartment.”
Yamapi’s apartment is on the ninth floor of a building in a very quiet neighborhood, and even so, he never opens the windows.
“Well,” Ryo says. It doesn’t matter where Yamapi is, or why he doesn’t want Ryo to know. Ryo’s hand is already tensing to close his phone. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Yeah, okay. Bye.”
Ryo hangs up, pockets the phone, and massages his eyes against the ridges of his knuckles. He doesn’t stop until he can feel his corneas burn.
The knees of his jeans are still wet from some spilled drink on the floor of the bar.