You're right, he hasn't changed and he probably never will- but you have, Rohan, and it fucking scares me-!
[It comes out before he can stop it, a verbal landslide of frustration and fear and concern that he just can't seem to find footing in before it comes crashing down on whatever it was he wanted to say before and his voice cracks. Fuck. None of that was supposed to happen. He was going to do it calmly and sensibly, not when he's still half growls and aching all over and itchy, whiplashed senses.
If nothing else, he seems remorseful for his outburst. Unable to look at him, Josuke tugs his knees up to his chest again, letting his forehead fall against the pillow with a soft sigh.]
... can we have this conversation another time? I feel like shit. [His voice is muffled but, in a way, it's almost easier; emotion doesn't carry well through fabric and feathers.] You don't have to stay if you don't want to.
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[It comes out before he can stop it, a verbal landslide of frustration and fear and concern that he just can't seem to find footing in before it comes crashing down on whatever it was he wanted to say before and his voice cracks. Fuck. None of that was supposed to happen. He was going to do it calmly and sensibly, not when he's still half growls and aching all over and itchy, whiplashed senses.
If nothing else, he seems remorseful for his outburst. Unable to look at him, Josuke tugs his knees up to his chest again, letting his forehead fall against the pillow with a soft sigh.]
... can we have this conversation another time? I feel like shit. [His voice is muffled but, in a way, it's almost easier; emotion doesn't carry well through fabric and feathers.] You don't have to stay if you don't want to.