[He's not disagreeing. But he still doesn't care. He scoots a little closer to read the manga with Killua. And maybe also to try and regain some of that comfortable closeness they had before.]
[As soon as Ritsu leaves the room Killua feels a heavy weight bear down on him. He practically throws himself down onto the floor, curled up and flipping through manga. He's not reading it.
He's just staring at the pages.
What the hell is he supposed to do? He doesn't believe in that soulmate crap. He didn't... He just wants to be friends. He just wants to be normal.]
[Ritsu takes a long bath, trying to calm down and think of how to properly apologize. How to actually make it up to Killua for kind of forcing himself on someone who just wanted to be friends.
And once he's out of the shower, and back in his room.... Killua's gone. Wordlessly, Ritsu stacks up the manga and returns them to his brother's room, before climbing back into his own bed and huddling under the blankets. He's never felt more like a total creep in his life. How could things get more pathetic than this...]
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He wasn't even conscious. So he didn't do it on purpose.
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[That's rough, buddy.]
There's nothing you can do about it then. Maybe he likes being that way.
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Who knows? I don't usually think about that sort of thing. I just follow my gut.
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So you don't like anybody?
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[He starts flipping through the manga again, with an air of finality.]
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[He's not disagreeing. But he still doesn't care. He scoots a little closer to read the manga with Killua. And maybe also to try and regain some of that comfortable closeness they had before.]
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It's not really big enough for two people...
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[That kinda hurts to hear... but Ritsu sets his jaw stubbornly, biting down the bitterness.]
I wasn't going to do anything this time.
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[Killua huffs, slumping his shoulders forward. Closing himself off.]
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...I'll go take a bath, then.
[He can't get angry at Killua over something that's his fault. So just... go stew. Ritsu's never fucked up something this badly before.
He grabs pajamas to change into and closest the door behind him with no ceremony.]
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He's just staring at the pages.
What the hell is he supposed to do? He doesn't believe in that soulmate crap. He didn't... He just wants to be friends. He just wants to be normal.]
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And once he's out of the shower, and back in his room.... Killua's gone. Wordlessly, Ritsu stacks up the manga and returns them to his brother's room, before climbing back into his own bed and huddling under the blankets. He's never felt more like a total creep in his life. How could things get more pathetic than this...]