some days i just need to spend some time with them.

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"Hey, Touya," Hikaru says one day. He's sitting by the window in early winter, looking outside. It's cool, but not cold; the air is grey but not dark enough to be depressing. There's a strange sort of freedom, he thinks, that lingers in the air on days like these, days when Akira wraps his scarf around his neck, but hesitates and stuffs his gloves

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Oh, this is lovely.

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[sellaturcica]

Umm, thanks for letting me spend some time with them today as well. Wow. This is gorgeous. Just... there's this quiet, considered air about the whole thing, but it's still so wrenching. I love everything about it -- the pondering of the tea and the lamps, the violin metaphor, how packed it is with nuance and backstory. There's not enough keysmashing and sparkle-text and flaily gifs I could throw at you right now to express how much I love this.

[bookshop]

Thank you so much for reading, and for the lovely review. I'm so happy you enjoyed it. :)

[arkanefyre]

>some days i just need to spend some time with them.

GLEE~ Because me too, and I haven't in a long time. *smushes one of my first OTPs*

THANK YOU! *goes back to read*

[arkanefyre]

And omg, I teared up. ILU. *happy sighs*

[xtwilightzx]

This is beautiful. Oh, Akira, such wisdom. And Hikaru, with his odd, painful moments.

Your use of imagery and metaphors are lovely ♥

[bookshop]

Thank you. ♥ Thank you for reading.

[takenoko]

This is quiet and beautiful. <3

[bookshop]

Thank you so much, and thanks for reading, sweet. ♥