( “That’s right,” Jun said with a pointedly winsome smile at Sho. )

( “I KNOW you. You’ve probably built up the scenarios in your head of what you’ll say, and what he’ll say in response to what you’ve said, and so forth and so forth. To the point where you’re worried you’ll lose whatever it is between the two of you if you say the wrong thing. To the point you decide it’s best just not to say anything. Don’t try to deny it.” )

( Just a quick post to update. )

( It was a reply that had taken three days in coming. )

( “Why didn’t you come that night?” )

( The coldness of the floor should have chilled him, but the heat coursing through his veins didn't seem to allow that fact to register. )

( His eyes drifted between the sharp toes of his own shoes and the man before him, watching the feet tap out a somewhat nervous rhythm. )

Rating: G

Word Count: 3,375 words

Genre: Romance, angst

Disclaimer: Purely a figment of my imagination; the fic, that is.  Not them, of course. :)

Summary: DoS is gonna turn himself into DoM soon if he keeps fretting about "What if...".  Seems like the sudden rain thunderstorms aren't the only ones he'll have to contend with.
A/N: Rest of the boys ( Read more... )

( I'm ready to tear my hair out, so I figured I'd get some feedback from the ground. )

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