[ And suddenly, Hibari doesn't want to continue this conversation. What else can he say? What can he do that can undo something like this? He can hear the blood drip, in the silence of the room, the muffled sound of rain so very far away.
His expression reveals nothing - and his dark eyes reveal even less, because they both know, right? It's not that simple, and Hibari has got a job to do. There's no mirth in that laugh, no amusement - and he thinks that he can sense the anger and the pain that lies behind it.
But this. This is what Yamamoto Takeshi fell in love with. He regards him with calm eyes. ]
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His expression reveals nothing - and his dark eyes reveal even less, because they both know, right? It's not that simple, and Hibari has got a job to do. There's no mirth in that laugh, no amusement - and he thinks that he can sense the anger and the pain that lies behind it.
But this. This is what Yamamoto Takeshi fell in love with. He regards him with calm eyes. ]
Why would I do that?