[ He closed his eyes, holding out his phone for the other man as he went through his list in his mind. Abbacchio, Reimi, Jolyne, Josuke, Alucard, someone else he couldn't remember...?
Fuck. At least if it was one of the girls he could get away with it as a mistake. Alucard or Josuke? Which one? Maybe that was why he was getting hearts from Dracula? No, Mista, no it's not. ]
[ He reached out to grab the phone, squinting at it as if you double check what he was being told. Nope, absolutely correct. It was with a weary sigh that he dropped his phone onto his lap, closing his eyes. ]
[ God, please don't let him ask, that was going to be a hell of a thing to have to explain. That squeeze and those words from Abbacchio, though, it was enough to bring a different sort of flush to his cheeks. ]
H-hey, a crush? Seriously? Like...
[ Was that extreme? No, not really. ]
...shit, I wouldn't even know if I do or not. How're you even supposed to tell?
[ There was a pause as he reached up, covering his face with his hands before pulling them down over his cheeks. ]
I mean, I’ve thought girls were cute before and tried to be cool on the streets but it was always just walking by or something? I’m guessing it’s more than that, like a lingering sort of feeling maybe?
[He sighs and rubs his face for a moment before he gives Mista something of a side glance.]
Yeah. Bit like a lingering feeling. It's ... you know they're more than just cute. It's like, your heart brightens up when they just come into the room, or you hear their voice. ...Like things make more sense when they're around, or you feel calmer. You know? A friend can do some of that too, but when someone you might even wanna date it's both really clear but also fucking confusing as hell.
[ There was a heavy sigh at that, hands back up to rub at his eyes. Frustration or resignation? He couldn’t tell, even as that quiet titter of a laugh came out of his mouth. ]
I guess I knew that...but it’s probably a hell of a lot easier to see it when it’s happening to someone else. You know, like in the movies? You can see the moment it happens but when you’re living it...it’s different.
[ A pause, Mista letting out a huff of a laugh. ]
He brought the Pistols a little house and I thought my heart was gonna explode...fuck.
I mean, I guess. [That's hard for him to relate to, Abbacchio's fallen in love like three times in his life man. Of course he knows what the fuck it's like to have a crush.]
[ He looked pensive for about the millionth time today, finally leaning forward on the couch to fuss with some of the mess he’d made before Abbacchio had shown up. Ears flattened against his head as he shook it just a little, not really sure what to say to that. ]
Mmmm, yeah, you’re probably right. I guess I’m still just a little...
[ There was a very non-committal shrug on his end. ]
...what’s me, what’s the moon, something like that.
[ Those were some thoughts that he would need to sort through when he was sober. As it was he felt like he was barely awake but it wasn't like he was going to admit that out loud. ]
...I think I owe you like...a million times or something now...
I will not! I'm not gonna leave the flat and I'm not gonna use my phone!
[ Especially not after he looks through all of his embarrassing messages. That squeeze was comforting, though, Mista glancing toward him with a half-smile. ]
...seriously, thanks again, I'm glad we've got each other.
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Fuck. At least if it was one of the girls he could get away with it as a mistake. Alucard or Josuke? Which one? Maybe that was why he was getting hearts from Dracula? No, Mista, no it's not. ]
...yeah, please.
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[Taking the device from Mista, he starts to flip through his messages, looking thoughtful for a minute.
Then he looks at Mista, arches a brow and says flatly:] Bad news, man. Josuke's the one.
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It couldn’t have been Dracula, could it? Shit...
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[There's a pause, then he gently squeezes his arm around Mista's shoulders.]
You know it's cool if you got a crush on him or something.
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H-hey, a crush? Seriously? Like...
[ Was that extreme? No, not really. ]
...shit, I wouldn't even know if I do or not. How're you even supposed to tell?
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god help this stupid boy
[ There was a pause as he reached up, covering his face with his hands before pulling them down over his cheeks. ]
I mean, I’ve thought girls were cute before and tried to be cool on the streets but it was always just walking by or something? I’m guessing it’s more than that, like a lingering sort of feeling maybe?
MISTA PLEASE
[He sighs and rubs his face for a moment before he gives Mista something of a side glance.]
Yeah. Bit like a lingering feeling. It's ... you know they're more than just cute. It's like, your heart brightens up when they just come into the room, or you hear their voice. ...Like things make more sense when they're around, or you feel calmer. You know? A friend can do some of that too, but when someone you might even wanna date it's both really clear but also fucking confusing as hell.
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I guess I knew that...but it’s probably a hell of a lot easier to see it when it’s happening to someone else. You know, like in the movies? You can see the moment it happens but when you’re living it...it’s different.
[ A pause, Mista letting out a huff of a laugh. ]
He brought the Pistols a little house and I thought my heart was gonna explode...fuck.
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Oh. Holy shit, that's-- [REALLY CUTE?! JOSUKE WHAT.] --pretty nice of him.
...Yeah, you're into him. Just saying.
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Mmmm, yeah, you’re probably right. I guess I’m still just a little...
[ There was a very non-committal shrug on his end. ]
...what’s me, what’s the moon, something like that.
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Want me to get you anything while I'm still here?
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[ Those were some thoughts that he would need to sort through when he was sober. As it was he felt like he was barely awake but it wasn't like he was going to admit that out loud. ]
...I think I owe you like...a million times or something now...
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I don't do this expecting anything back. I do it because I give a shit about you. All right?
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[ A lean back, Mista shaking his head idly. ]
You can go if you want, I'm really good now, not even gonna touch my phone again.
[ If he knew he could get away with it, maybe not ever. ]
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[He gives one last squeeze of Mista's shoulders.]
...We got each other. That's what matters right now.
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[ Especially not after he looks through all of his embarrassing messages. That squeeze was comforting, though, Mista glancing toward him with a half-smile. ]
...seriously, thanks again, I'm glad we've got each other.
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[He looks down at Mista after he stands, then grins crookedly before leaning down to lightly bump his forehead against Mista's.]
Me too. Get some sleep.
[At that, he makes his leave for now.]