[it's dangerous for hunter to know him so well. and yet he likes the feeling, the way it makes his heart beat a little faster just to think about it. someone has this power over him. he gave it, willingly.
he hums in response, eyes dancing around the other's face before he smiles. smirks. it's caught halfway in between.]
Yeah. I love you too.
[he must, to return to the body he was born in, use it once and once more to create something made from the both of them. it's either love or madness, and who's to say that they're not one and the same.]
What're you thinking about?
[because he's seen him when he's eating his noodles or watching something or in some other little zen state with barely a thought in his head. this isn't it.]
no subject
he hums in response, eyes dancing around the other's face before he smiles. smirks. it's caught halfway in between.]
Yeah. I love you too.
[he must, to return to the body he was born in, use it once and once more to create something made from the both of them. it's either love or madness, and who's to say that they're not one and the same.]
What're you thinking about?
[because he's seen him when he's eating his noodles or watching something or in some other little zen state with barely a thought in his head. this isn't it.]