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Nagi realizes that he’s dreaming. He’s in a dream. Specifically, he’s in Reo’s dream.
Even after all that they’ve been through, even after all of the hurt they’ve caused each other, Reo is dreaming of Nagi.
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"I stopped playing the past few days," Nagi tells him. He's lifted his gaze to the window now. It's beautiful outside, blue skies and thick white clouds, and Reo wishes he was out there with Nagi, having any conversation other than this one. "I've never felt so free."
"It's okay to take breaks," Reo mumbles. "It's natural."
At last, they make eye contact. Nagi looks so much calmer now, like he's finally escaped some great burden. Selfishly, Reo wishes that he'd look worse—that he'd be more upset over shattering Reo's life into little pieces as he says, "I'm not going to play football at all anymore. I'm quitting."
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"Don't you want to enjoy the beach?"
Nagi shakes his head. "Not really."
"What do you do for fun, then?" Reo asks incredulously.
"Nothing much."
Maybe it's the light that beats against Reo's back that makes him look so regal and majestic in this moment. Maybe it's a tiny, hopeful speck of childish idealism that leads Nagi's breathing to quicken at Reo's words. Whatever it is, when Reo straightens up and says, "I'm going to make this a summer you'll never forget," Nagi's heart flutters and flutters and refuses to stop, and he finds himself believing it.
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"I've never been on vacation before," Aventurine says. His voice has gone soft, and Veritas hates it, because both of them know that Veritas is a man susceptible to pity if nothing else. "Grant me my dying wish."
Veritas says, "Is that really what you want? A vacation?"
Aventurine laughs. He reaches up and presses a palm against Veritas's cheek. "I'm asking you to save me, Doctor," he says.
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As they come face to face, Veritas's fingers twitch against Aventurine's; his voice is strained as he asks, "Are you trying to seduce me?"
Aventurine isn't easily startled, but Veritas's question is so simply preposterous that he can't help but chuckle. "You're joking," he says.
"You're holding my hands," Veritas points out.
"Well, you allowed me to hold them."
"I'm cold."
"So, I'm not trying to seduce you," Aventurine says, thoroughly amused. "I'm just keeping you warm."