▸ ‘ & Ritsu ;

Panic rendered him practically breathless, not because of the BLOOD
nor the fact that he obviously was in need of immediate medical care
( he was used to that now ) but rather the prospect that Takano might
have SEEN it.  Might have caught the slight quiver of his fingers, the
slowly drying  crimson stark against  his now all too pale skin.  Might
have caught the way his breaths HITCHED ever so slightly as if he was
having trouble with it. Might have caught on the fact that Ritsu failed to
meet his eyes yet again ; he has never been a very good LIAR

He offered a small smile nonetheless as he reached for the offered tissue.
At least Takano wasn’t asking questions. Not that this attempt of a guilt
trip of sorts was any better, however. Ritsu found himself hating how SLY
the other man could be.  He was quick to relieve  his hand from Takano’s
hold, his back turned on him in an attempt to hide. 

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                                      “Y-yeah. If I’m feeling unwell, I’d tell you.
                                              I won’t let it interrupt my work.” 

                       Wondering eyes lingered on Ritsu as Takano slowly moved away–allowing enough room for the two to sit in an AWKWARD silence. It wasn’t like him to hold back on interrogation nor to refrain from further judgment; nonetheless, worry and concern still occupied the man and his mind. Disdain was clearly evident on his face, but the refusal to speak up held him back from spewing out nonsense. Assumptions were all he could make at the moment, and to know that he had no chance to help burdened the editor more than it should have. The clench of his fingers casted a white hue around his knuckles as clouds foreshadowed Takano in his current state–glancing secretly over to the man beside him. With each silent and tension-filled second, the editor composed himself–recollecting his former composure and clearing his mind of negativity. Before he knew it, the man began to speak; his words, despite being a command, laced with slight desperation,

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                         “I would HOPE that you would tell me.
                            Onodera, if there really is something
                           going on, please keep me in the loop,
Alright?”

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