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mourningsbreeze.bsky.social
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17 hours ago
[Ahem. His ears redden.]
Do you?
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a--yao.bsky.social
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16 hours ago
I like it when you're confident.
[He's definitely teasing, but he's also being honest.]
Pardon my shamelessness, er-ge. I also believe it would be attractive if I got you angry and we argued.
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mourningsbreeze.bsky.social
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16 hours ago
You…do?
[He’d never considered that before, solely because he’s never truly had cause to be angry with him.]
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a--yao.bsky.social
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16 hours ago
I don't think I've ever seen you angry, have I?
Where do you put your anger? Your sadness?
[ Eyes trained on the other's eyes. Grounding, pinning, scrutinizing. All but judging. ]
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mourningsbreeze.bsky.social
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16 hours ago
Anger…doesn’t serve me. Neither does sadness. They…have nowhere to go, I suppose.
[He feels caught in his gaze, wanting desperately to look away, to hide his soft underbelly, but he—he can’t, he can’t, he—
Can’t—]
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a--yao.bsky.social
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15 hours ago
Impossible.
Everyone gets angry from time to time. Are you telling me you're immune to negative emotions?
[ Batting his eyelashes. ]
How. . . interesting.
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mourningsbreeze.bsky.social
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15 hours ago
[He huffs out a laugh—the sound is strained and uneasy.]
Well, no, but I do my best to simply let them go.
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[He's definitely teasing, but he's also being honest.]
Pardon my shamelessness, er-ge. I also believe it would be attractive if I got you angry and we argued.
[He’d never considered that before, solely because he’s never truly had cause to be angry with him.]
Where do you put your anger? Your sadness?
[ Eyes trained on the other's eyes. Grounding, pinning, scrutinizing. All but judging. ]
[He feels caught in his gaze, wanting desperately to look away, to hide his soft underbelly, but he—he can’t, he can’t, he—
Can’t—]
Everyone gets angry from time to time. Are you telling me you're immune to negative emotions?
[ Batting his eyelashes. ]
How. . . interesting.
Well, no, but I do my best to simply let them go.