He doesn't know this feeling, a silence like a held breath, like something's going to spill and he won't like it. But he knows she's holding her tongue only for the sake of others and that aggravates. His teeth are still ground tight and his mind darts back to things he should do and places he should actually be.
There's even a traitorous whisper that maybe he just doesn't belong on the outside anymore. It sounds like Ichigo's voice and he wants to scream.
But he doesn't, and he lets her guide him to her home, lets her put on her display of stupid privacy so they can tear at each other in peace. Ha!
He turns on his heel once inside and leans back against the table, arms folded over his chest. "I don't know," He says. "I think it would be pretty obvious seeing as you were there."
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Date: 2018-05-01 07:58 am (UTC)There's even a traitorous whisper that maybe he just doesn't belong on the outside anymore. It sounds like Ichigo's voice and he wants to scream.
But he doesn't, and he lets her guide him to her home, lets her put on her display of stupid privacy so they can tear at each other in peace. Ha!
He turns on his heel once inside and leans back against the table, arms folded over his chest. "I don't know," He says. "I think it would be pretty obvious seeing as you were there."