[ His breath escapes him. Visible in the cold air. It almost gives a visual to the relief he feels, the weight lifting off his shoulders as Minato's fingers thread through his own. They continue to be opposites, don't they? A cold hand meeting Junpei's all too-warm one. But together there's balance.
His lips quirk into an uncertain smile after the question. ]
More scared than I've ever been in my life, dude.
[ He looks at Minato then, the smile blossoming from uncertain to certain. ]
But all I gotta do is look next to me, yeah?
[ Throwing Minato's words right back at him, his shoulder gently bumps Minato's -- teasing, playful. Moving his thumb, Junpei traces a gentle circle along the side of Minato's knuckle. It's the slightest touch, but he's all too aware every centimeter of skin, the way it feels beneath the pad of his thumb as he tries to stake some claim -- tries to grasp on to something while their world hangs in the balance. His heart pounds in his ears, bringing an elated dizziness. Right now, they're both alive. They're here. They're together. ]
It's hard to say when it happened.
[ Junpei gives a nod toward their hands to indicate what he's trying to say -- that he's talking about his feelings now without actually saying those words outright. Even with Chidori, Junpei had never been the best at putting things to words. ]
Maybe it's been like this all along. That's why you got under my skin like no one else at the start.
[ A quiet laugh breaks in his throat. Yeah. He could see it being like that. And Junpei Iori, idiot that he is, couldn't see what was happening until bam! It smacked him right in the face and he couldn't deny it any longer. Amusement fades as he looks over at Minato again, holds his gaze. ]
I don't want to forget.
[ More than anything else. More than facing an allegedly unstoppable force...what terrifies Junpei is the thought of the Dark Hour ending and taking with it their memories. This could be gone. ]
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[ His breath escapes him. Visible in the cold air. It almost gives a visual to the relief he feels, the weight lifting off his shoulders as Minato's fingers thread through his own. They continue to be opposites, don't they? A cold hand meeting Junpei's all too-warm one. But together there's balance.
His lips quirk into an uncertain smile after the question. ]
More scared than I've ever been in my life, dude.
[ He looks at Minato then, the smile blossoming from uncertain to certain. ]
But all I gotta do is look next to me, yeah?
[ Throwing Minato's words right back at him, his shoulder gently bumps Minato's -- teasing, playful. Moving his thumb, Junpei traces a gentle circle along the side of Minato's knuckle. It's the slightest touch, but he's all too aware every centimeter of skin, the way it feels beneath the pad of his thumb as he tries to stake some claim -- tries to grasp on to something while their world hangs in the balance. His heart pounds in his ears, bringing an elated dizziness. Right now, they're both alive. They're here. They're together. ]
It's hard to say when it happened.
[ Junpei gives a nod toward their hands to indicate what he's trying to say -- that he's talking about his feelings now without actually saying those words outright. Even with Chidori, Junpei had never been the best at putting things to words. ]
Maybe it's been like this all along. That's why you got under my skin like no one else at the start.
[ A quiet laugh breaks in his throat. Yeah. He could see it being like that. And Junpei Iori, idiot that he is, couldn't see what was happening until bam! It smacked him right in the face and he couldn't deny it any longer. Amusement fades as he looks over at Minato again, holds his gaze. ]
I don't want to forget.
[ More than anything else. More than facing an allegedly unstoppable force...what terrifies Junpei is the thought of the Dark Hour ending and taking with it their memories. This could be gone. ]