[ Fushimi is, for lack of a better word, pretty calm about this situation. He actually likes it. Having Misaki close, even if they still occasionally argue - about unimportant things mostly - or get mad at each other, is better than having him at an excruciating distance. Where he's not even able to reach him.
He slips his arm from around his shoulders, pushing his glasses up as he frowns. There's no sense of time for him like this, but he assumes Misaki wants to leave. ]
Tch. The last train's already left idiot. [ He tries to look nonchalant about it because ugh how does he even do this properly? He's getting better at things but he still stumbles every now and then. ]
It'd kill my board t'ride back to my place. [ He mumbles a bit now ] So I'm gonna have to stay here tonight.
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He slips his arm from around his shoulders, pushing his glasses up as he frowns. There's no sense of time for him like this, but he assumes Misaki wants to leave. ]
Che. You can stay, you know.
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It'd kill my board t'ride back to my place. [ He mumbles a bit now ] So I'm gonna have to stay here tonight.