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constellates) wrote2020-01-25 08:03 am
constellates) wrote2020-01-25 08:03 amic inbox.
ANASTASIA
Hello. Call me Anya. (･ω´-ゞ)^☆
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constellates) wrote2020-01-25 08:03 am
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[I wish I could be what you want me to be.
So much for an idol being someone to make people's dreams come true.
She shakes her head and bites her tongue, forcing out a different set of thoughts entirely.]
K-Koushuu or Chiyo - even Eijun... Please - do not be alone? Please...
[Anya will always be okay - she's Anya. That's her job. Worrying just also so happens to be in her nature and - it scares her, to think of Yukine being left alone to handle a rejection. She just knows better, knows well enough that she can't be the one to hold his hand through this one.]
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( only as much as a syllable is managed before yukine clamps his mouth resolutely shut. there is nothing he should say. he has said enough, done enough damage, caused enough problems, and he knows better than to try to open his mouth. especially now when his feelings are a mess and he has no idea what he might say. he could say anything. anything could fall out of him and he could be so much sorrier than he already is.
no, instead, he lets out a shaky breath.
anya has been talking to him, offering words that only feel hollow, and he doesn't want to hear it. not now and maybe not ever. he doesn't want to he's good enough by the person he's not good enough for! it's so frustrating! it's too much. it's not even the good kind of "too much". still, he tries to pretend like he's listening and he hears her because he thinks that maybe this will be easier.
maybe, maybe, maybe. )
Okay. I'll see you later.
( that's all he has to say, all he can trust himself to say.
then he's leaving. walking away as briskly as his legs will take him. )