It's nothing. Well, I guess it's something. You. To be specific, the way you answered me.
[Tooru shakes his head, actually feeling bad enough now to decide to apologize for the outburst, because Tobio's annoyance made him suddenly anxious again, insecurities gnawing away.]
I'm sorry. I haven't laughed like that in a while, I just couldn't help myself.
[But at least he's aware of Tobio following behind him, listening to the footsteps behind him, more intently than he should in case Tobio suddenly changed his mind.
But to force himself not to start thinking of scenarios where it's all some sick joke, Tooru has another idea.]
If you're going to be my... My boyfriend, then you can call me Tooru. Or whatever you want to. Just don't call me the things Iwa-chan does, that's kinda his thing.
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Date: 21 November 2021 22:45 (UTC)[Tooru shakes his head, actually feeling bad enough now to decide to apologize for the outburst, because Tobio's annoyance made him suddenly anxious again, insecurities gnawing away.]
I'm sorry. I haven't laughed like that in a while, I just couldn't help myself.
[But at least he's aware of Tobio following behind him, listening to the footsteps behind him, more intently than he should in case Tobio suddenly changed his mind.
But to force himself not to start thinking of scenarios where it's all some sick joke, Tooru has another idea.]
If you're going to be my... My boyfriend, then you can call me Tooru. Or whatever you want to. Just don't call me the things Iwa-chan does, that's kinda his thing.