[He can barely make out Yamaguchi saying his name over the circle of thoughts running around in his own mind.]
I'm sorry. [He whispers it, because he doesn't think his words will have even the littlest bit of difference. He tries kissing his neck again, pausing to suck a bit at Yamaguchi's skin.] I'm very sorry. [He's so full of shit, what chance is there that Yamaguchi will believe him after what he's told him?
He shouldn't have dated Yamaguchi in the first place, he's not cut out for relationships that matter. That thought sticks in his mind - does this relationship matter? God, it does. It matters so much to him, and obviously to Yamaguchi as well.]
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I'm sorry. [He whispers it, because he doesn't think his words will have even the littlest bit of difference. He tries kissing his neck again, pausing to suck a bit at Yamaguchi's skin.] I'm very sorry. [He's so full of shit, what chance is there that Yamaguchi will believe him after what he's told him?
He shouldn't have dated Yamaguchi in the first place, he's not cut out for relationships that matter. That thought sticks in his mind - does this relationship matter? God, it does. It matters so much to him, and obviously to Yamaguchi as well.]