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Reo reads and rereads the letter until he's committed it to memory. There's something giddy bubbling to life under his skin. He turns to Nagi. "It's another love letter! Another one!" Reo tells him, shaking him insistently by the shoulder.
Nagi doesn't look up from his phone. "Wow," he says.
Reo elbows him. He flattens the letter out against his thigh, under the sunlight, so he can admire it for a little longer. He adds, "It's not signed. I wonder who it's from."
"Yeah," Nagi sighs. "I wonder."
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It's been two, maybe three years since they've last spoken—Nagi can't quite remember. Reo's gotten a bit taller, a bit thinner. He's pierced his ears. Aside from that, he's mostly the same. Maybe happier, actually. He even smiles at Nagi as he approaches, and he waves a hand toward the space at his side, inviting Nagi over to stand in front of the camera with him.
"Nagi, congratulations on the victory today," Reo says jovially, like he hadn't broken Nagi's heart the last time they saw each other. "Any thoughts about Chigiri's winning goal?"
Nagi stares at him. Incredulously, he asks, "You're an interviewer now?"
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Nagi sits up. The blankets slip down and pool around his waist. He reaches over, fingers outstretched, and takes Reo's face in his hands. "Reo," he sighs, and it's the fondest Reo's ever heard anyone say his name before. Then, without much warning at all, Nagi leans in and kisses him on the mouth.
Reo's still a little too sleepy, too slow to react. His hands twitch under the covers, but before he gets the chance to react, Nagi's pulling away to press another kiss to his cheek. "Hold on," Reo says. "Wait a second—do we know each other?"
Nagi sits back, just far enough to look Reo in the eyes, wholly unimpressed. "I'm your boyfriend," Nagi tells him, as if it's obvious.
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"This is Bachira," Ego says, and nothing more. Nagi's replacement goes unsaid, but it doesn't matter. They're all thinking it, anyway.
"It's nice to meet you," Bachira says when Reo takes his hand. He shakes it twice, lets go. Then, he adds, "I'm sorry."
Sorry for your loss. Sorry for taking his place. Sorry, maybe just in general. Reo forgives him—what can you possibly say in a situation like this, auditioning for a dead man's position?
"Don't be," Reo says flatly. He sets his cello case down by his feet with a thunk. "Let's play."
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"Say it," Reo demands, his fingertips making craters in Nagi's flesh.
"Huh?"
Reo smirks. Nagi's heart jerks right out through his sternum. "Say you love me."
Nagi's bleeding out all over the practice room floor, now. He can barely raise his voice above a whisper. "I love you," he murmurs, far too truthfully.

