milky's bullshit containment zone

[weaseled]

Who ⚔ Yael & assorted nerds
What ⚔ A dungeon run and other things
When ⚔ After the party
Where ⚔ Errywhere
Content Warnings ⚔ Men with their tits out? Alcohol??? No correlation there surprisingly. nsfw i'm sorry mom

Comments

[fluorite]

[ His grip tightens on Yael's wrist, his fingernails very nearly digging into his skin before he pulls himself back together and lets go. ]

Then let's talk in person.

[ It's something they've been avoiding talking about directly, something they've been dancing around for several weeks now.

Might as well fix that, right? ]

[weaseled]

[He feels his pulse spike under the press of Fai's nails. Then let's talk in person. Fai really can't stand to let this go, can he? He's allowing him to log out, but he isn't being reasonable at all.

They've been avoiding this for weeks, dancing right around the issue. It's about time they stopped playing chicken like schoolchildren. Quietly, in a voice perfectly flat:]

...I'll text you.

[Yael capitulates.]

[fluorite]

Good enough for me.

[ He laughs softly, sitting back to give Yael some space. ]

Then I guess I'll see you later.

[weaseled]

Mm.

[Right. Time to log off, take a shower, and get Fai's address. No biggie. It's fine. Everything is fine................

And just like that, Yael logs out. Fifteen minutes later, he sends Fai a simple text: Address?]