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

[bookshop]

"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

Comments

[japanimecrazed]

Oh, that's lovely.

[bookshop]

thank you so much. :) :) :)

[doxxed_up]

Even though I have no idea what this is about in context, I do enjoy it as a very nice read on feelings and subjects, the way only you can do it.
Thank you ♥

[bookshop]

thank you so much! And if you are in any way interested in anime, all i can do is BEG you to watch hikaru no go, because it is the best story in the world.

[lapin_agile]

I love all the things they haven't exactly talked about, and yet they talk about this. About love and time and not being lost.

[bookshop]

and i love you for reading, and saying this in response. thank you. ♥

[pir_anha]

a perfect, quiet, thoughtful bedtime story. *love*.

[bookshop]

thank you! <33333

This was indeed a tea-like fic!

[flonnebonne]

I really loved this line: all of Hikaru's weird moods are about Sai, like the one note on a violin that just keeps going out of tune no matter how many times you replace the string.

I cannot help picturing Touya without bangs and laughing though. :)

Re: This was indeed a tea-like fic!

[bookshop]

thank you! I am so happy it was tea-like! :DDDD

And thank you for reading. I can only imagine that Touya without bangs is hot on a WHOLE NEW LEVEL of Touya-ness, but that is because I cannot but see him as INSANELY HOT ALWAYS. :D