[ Perhaps it's because Jun holds onto the hope that this will work out, he's not overly concerned with the worrying aspect. True, the journey has been arduous and he hasn't particularly enjoyed being here, but being alongside Hiyori has changed his perspective. Convinced that no one could intrude upon their bond, nor would he permit it, especially after they've shared such countless moments of affection. Perhaps realising that the sentiment he's always felt was indeed love, he sincerely doubts anyone else could understand and cherish Hiyori like he does.
Even though it may sound self-centered, Jun's conviction lies in the belief that no one could ever take his place. But acknowledging the thought is something he'll keep guarded, unwilling to entertain the possibility of being replaced by someone else. But in these moments, he senses that Hiyori shares the same sentiment, even if neither has voiced it or broached the subject directly. Jun feels like he's gradually understanding, admitting it to himself, yet navigating these uncharted emotions cautiously, wanting to untangle them before fully confessing, with no room for takebacks. ]
Yeah, dry cleaners? With my rank, I seriously doubt I'll get the suit back anytime soon. Plus, all those floors're gonna make my head spin! The shirt and pants should be fine, like you said, 'cause going too overdressed might look like I'm trying too hard. But if you wanna see me in the entire thing, how 'bout I show you sometime?
[ He doesn't really mind donning the full suit again, even if Hiyori's teasing him for it. However, wearing the whole ensemble might seem a tad too formal for the occasion! Plus, he wouldn't want to steal the spotlight from Weiss's big performance, so a dress shirt and pants suit him just fine. Though he can't help but wonder what Hiyori's "wedding outfit" looked like or if he even still has it, either way, he's seen his partner pull off plenty of suits before.
Instead, he reaches out, gently intertwining his fingers with Hiyori's, giving their hands a tender squeeze. In that moment, he doesn't feel the need to ask for anything, sensing that perhaps they've moved beyond the stage of asking and into a deeper understanding.
And his own cheeks ache from the constant smile plastered on his face, but he knows it's a small price to pay for being in the presence of someone who brings you such joy. ]
You probably didn't mean literally, but I'd like to take your hand anyway. And that's a pretty good motivator, Ohii-san. How'd I ever refuse something like that? One day, I'm gonna get there, surprise myself and maaaybe even you ♪
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Even though it may sound self-centered, Jun's conviction lies in the belief that no one could ever take his place. But acknowledging the thought is something he'll keep guarded, unwilling to entertain the possibility of being replaced by someone else. But in these moments, he senses that Hiyori shares the same sentiment, even if neither has voiced it or broached the subject directly. Jun feels like he's gradually understanding, admitting it to himself, yet navigating these uncharted emotions cautiously, wanting to untangle them before fully confessing, with no room for takebacks. ]
Yeah, dry cleaners? With my rank, I seriously doubt I'll get the suit back anytime soon. Plus, all those floors're gonna make my head spin! The shirt and pants should be fine, like you said, 'cause going too overdressed might look like I'm trying too hard. But if you wanna see me in the entire thing, how 'bout I show you sometime?
[ He doesn't really mind donning the full suit again, even if Hiyori's teasing him for it. However, wearing the whole ensemble might seem a tad too formal for the occasion! Plus, he wouldn't want to steal the spotlight from Weiss's big performance, so a dress shirt and pants suit him just fine. Though he can't help but wonder what Hiyori's "wedding outfit" looked like or if he even still has it, either way, he's seen his partner pull off plenty of suits before.
Instead, he reaches out, gently intertwining his fingers with Hiyori's, giving their hands a tender squeeze. In that moment, he doesn't feel the need to ask for anything, sensing that perhaps they've moved beyond the stage of asking and into a deeper understanding.
And his own cheeks ache from the constant smile plastered on his face, but he knows it's a small price to pay for being in the presence of someone who brings you such joy. ]
You probably didn't mean literally, but I'd like to take your hand anyway. And that's a pretty good motivator, Ohii-san. How'd I ever refuse something like that? One day, I'm gonna get there, surprise myself and maaaybe even you ♪