( dice had always been the only one to ever capture gentaro’s attention long enough to want, to crave, to consider something as unknown as a relationship. it would be the only thing that wasn’t in gentaro’s sole control. and he didn’t regret a single second of it. )
I ... see. ( his face is warm and red and his heart is soaring. ) I — where? ( he’s smiling now and he feels so stupidly happy? that dice even thought to do something that he thought would “help”. it’s... sweet. too sweet. he’s leaning in some to brush his lips against dice’s cheek, nose halfway nuzzling that same spot after. ) Dear Dice, you beat me to one. I’m proud. ( it’s a tease but every single jest has some truth to it.
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I ... see. ( his face is warm and red and his heart is soaring. ) I — where? ( he’s smiling now and he feels so stupidly happy? that dice even thought to do something that he thought would “help”. it’s... sweet. too sweet. he’s leaning in some to brush his lips against dice’s cheek, nose halfway nuzzling that same spot after. ) Dear Dice, you beat me to one. I’m proud. ( it’s a tease but every single jest has some truth to it.
he’s in love and proud. )