[ Yu is quiet again, watching him thoughtfully, soaking in that smile. His expression is quiet, too, a piece of unknowable aside from the mysterious half-smile that’s formed on his lips, a reflexive response that he can’t seem to help.
They might not have much hope, but they have each other. Yu’s always found that’s really what counted.
He gives a hum of assent, standing a little straighter. The shape of his eyes is different now, soft still, but warmed by his smile. Affection touches their corners, making them crinkle just so. ]
Yeah. We will.
[ The way his heart beats in his chest tells him he should take a chance. He never did get to do this on their date, after all.
He’s still got one hand free, and that he lifts, fearless, unhesitating. He hooks his fingers under Minato’s jaw, and lets his thumb trace the faintly jutting line of his cheekbone back and forth, back and forth. It’s as if he’s trying to memorize that pale expanse with fingertip alone. ]
Minato-san, [ he murmurs.
And then he leans in, with no one to stop him this time, to press a kiss featherlight and soft to the corner of Minato’s mouth. There he lingers for only a moment before pulling away. ]
[Minato can't say he wasn't expecting this after how things went in their date before this, and he swallows involuntarily when fingers are pressed to his jaw, pulse picking up speed as Yu leans in to kiss him.
He's also not that surprised that it's a relatively tame one after the fiasco at the library and to his credit he doesn't do anything outlandish like backing off or running away, but Minato's unreadable expression as Yu pulls away is a pretty good indicator that he still doesn't know quite what to make of all of this.]
[ There's no surprise in him when Minato doesn't respond in kind, or really respond at all. As Yu pulls away and looks down at his friend with a horribly tender look, he can't help but wonder if this, this closeness, their tangled fingers, that smile from a moment ago, is still something he's managing to misread.
But he isn't being pushed away. He does know his friend well enough to know that if this were something Minato didn't want, he would already have received a much firmer no somewhere along the line. He hasn't been pushed off... Minato hasn't left. Despite himself, despite all the uncertainty he continues to feel, he can't keep himself from continuing to hope.
Yu smiles, sweet. ]
It's alright, [ he murmurs, though not in the common tongue. Daijobu. ] ... mind staying for a little longer?
[ If it's awkward for his friend now, he wouldn't blame him. But he'd be happy to just spend a while here, quiet, leaning into him, remembering what peace feels like. ]
[It is awkward for Minato even if he's quick to shake his head- he doesn't mind letting Yu lean into him, he really should know better since he's the one who has been on multiple dates before but all the same can't help but feel unnerved being with someone who understood him so well.
Someone who wasn't Ryoji or Aigis, that is. This was a little...different to say the least, and Minato had actually been alive then to make matters a little less complicated than they could have been.]
I don't mind. [Then he hesitates, something which might only be apparent to Yu if he notices that the hand he's holding has moved a little.] It's been stressful lately, and I'd like to spend some time with you too.
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They might not have much hope, but they have each other. Yu’s always found that’s really what counted.
He gives a hum of assent, standing a little straighter. The shape of his eyes is different now, soft still, but warmed by his smile. Affection touches their corners, making them crinkle just so. ]
Yeah. We will.
[ The way his heart beats in his chest tells him he should take a chance. He never did get to do this on their date, after all.
He’s still got one hand free, and that he lifts, fearless, unhesitating. He hooks his fingers under Minato’s jaw, and lets his thumb trace the faintly jutting line of his cheekbone back and forth, back and forth. It’s as if he’s trying to memorize that pale expanse with fingertip alone. ]
Minato-san, [ he murmurs.
And then he leans in, with no one to stop him this time, to press a kiss featherlight and soft to the corner of Minato’s mouth. There he lingers for only a moment before pulling away. ]
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He's also not that surprised that it's a relatively tame one after the fiasco at the library and to his credit he doesn't do anything outlandish like backing off or running away, but Minato's unreadable expression as Yu pulls away is a pretty good indicator that he still doesn't know quite what to make of all of this.]
Yu-san... [What should he even say?]
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But he isn't being pushed away. He does know his friend well enough to know that if this were something Minato didn't want, he would already have received a much firmer no somewhere along the line. He hasn't been pushed off... Minato hasn't left. Despite himself, despite all the uncertainty he continues to feel, he can't keep himself from continuing to hope.
Yu smiles, sweet. ]
It's alright, [ he murmurs, though not in the common tongue. Daijobu. ] ... mind staying for a little longer?
[ If it's awkward for his friend now, he wouldn't blame him. But he'd be happy to just spend a while here, quiet, leaning into him, remembering what peace feels like. ]
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Someone who wasn't Ryoji or Aigis, that is. This was a little...different to say the least, and Minato had actually been alive then to make matters a little less complicated than they could have been.]
I don't mind. [Then he hesitates, something which might only be apparent to Yu if he notices that the hand he's holding has moved a little.] It's been stressful lately, and I'd like to spend some time with you too.