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In an instant, he takes note of a plethora of things at once; their closeness, the pinkish tint to Asu’s lips, the slope of his collarbones. The question has been spinning in Risu’s head since the second he stepped inside Asu’s room. Why am I doing this? Why am I coming to Asu?
It’s because he wants him. Risu is sick of spending his nights ruminating on past events, imagery flashing through his brain like a faulty film reel. Aikawa’s face looming over him, dimly lit alleyways, his severed head hitting the ground with a thunk. He just wants a moment of peace for once in his life, and for some goddamn reason, the only time he doesn’t think of Aikawa, lizard heads, and the feeling of death, is when he’s with Asu.
“That’s a face I haven’t seen you make before,” Asu muses. “You look like a total moron.”
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(Risu can’t sleep. Asu lends a helping hand.)