[ Yuuri is probably as comfortable as he's going to get considering he doesn't actually feel all that comfortable. Whatever Yusuke might say isn't making him relaxed, and he sits the exact same way—body mostly stiff with his hands resting on his thighs. He notices the slight movement in the other boy but thinks nothing of it because he thinks his heart just slid right out of his chest and has crawled away to some place unknown. Except that's not true because he can still hear it pounding loudly in his ears, and it makes it difficult to swallow, staring at the cup he'd set on the table just shortly before sitting and then staring at Yusuke. ]
I... [ Where does he even start? It's like his brain is going to explode from trying to sort all of this out. ] I don't understand. Why would you want to do something like that? Why would-- [ He frowns. Everyone knows about this but him??? ] Is someone in trouble?
[ He knows what Yusuke said, but there has to be a real reason behind this. Right? ]
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I... [ Where does he even start? It's like his brain is going to explode from trying to sort all of this out. ] I don't understand. Why would you want to do something like that? Why would-- [ He frowns. Everyone knows about this but him??? ] Is someone in trouble?
[ He knows what Yusuke said, but there has to be a real reason behind this. Right? ]