[ it was still a strange thing, honestly. he'd never been a major concern for anyone, at least not in such a direct manner. sure, he knew his friends cared about him, but how often did any of them attempt to know his feelings better? most of them took him at face value, didn't bother to delve deeper. keigo actually hadn't considered that anyone would want to.
keigo was, quite simply, stunned by the way ichigo was treating him. he could ignore the embarrassing touches (it wasn't as though he wasn't touchy-feely, because... he was) in favor of trying to analyze everything he'd said to him.
it... almost hurt. as ichigo let go of him, keigo sat back a bit and stared down at his lap. how could someone he'd just met take such an interest in him when his friends of several years were content to assume things about him? he almost wanted to cry. instead, he chuckled softly, the sound rather humorless. ]
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keigo was, quite simply, stunned by the way ichigo was treating him. he could ignore the embarrassing touches (it wasn't as though he wasn't touchy-feely, because... he was) in favor of trying to analyze everything he'd said to him.
it... almost hurt. as ichigo let go of him, keigo sat back a bit and stared down at his lap. how could someone he'd just met take such an interest in him when his friends of several years were content to assume things about him? he almost wanted to cry. instead, he chuckled softly, the sound rather humorless. ]
I... I want to believe you. I'll... try my best.