[Of course Rin. Why wouldn’t he? It’s not like Sousuke’s blocked the broadcast. But despite knowing he’d show up, despite knowing Rin’s in the same place as him, the god’s castle, he finds himself irritated. Because he’s already seen the affect it has on Rin. From the questioning to the curt brush off to the argument and tight-lipped silence that sent them apart in frustration. It’d been the first time Sousuke had ever considered sleeping in a different room from Rin. As far as he knows, Rin only knows Sousuke’s frustrated about the events, left to quietly deal with it on his own in the shadows and silence of elsewhere.
But what can Rin say? He’s a god. He’s part of the very reason Sousuke’s in this state in the first place. Part of the people that shinki are supposed to bow to and offer up their strength at a moment’s notice. As much as he doesn’t think Rin would ever do such a thing, the fact remains that Rin has every right and ability to discard Sousuke for any or no reason at all. According to this world at least. He’s wanted to trust him in the past, and he’s believed his words.
But right now, it’s hard. Despite all the things he’s said and felt, the sickening realization he was betraying Rin as that second name inscribed itself along his body remained in the back of his throat no matter how many days passed since the incident.
I don’t want to be your weakness. So let me be your strength.
He’d said that to him, hadn’t he? And now… Sousuke glances to the screen again, never once going so far as to be shown in the view. He doesn’t’ want anyone to see him right now. Not until he has the steel and ice back in front of his eyes where they belong. He recognizes the pond in the gardens; they’re more or less on opposite sides of the castle right now.]
Maybe you don’t want to be. But you are, whether you like it or not. And I’m your shinki, whatever that means I need to become for you.
Who decided we’re “meant” to be a team? We fight a lot, you know. [He gazes at the screen for a moment more before turning his head and resting it against the wall, looking up in frustration towards the dark ceiling above. Here it comes…what matters most is yourself. It’s a pretty thought and obviously Rin can make it truth while he’s with him. But is it really true in this world? What does “Sousuke” matter if he’s a shinki?]
I don’t feel like ‘myself’ matters much, Rin. And I hate it.
[That single word again and his teeth grit, a harder breath sliding between his teeth.]
What do you even mean by that? You hardly know anything about me! What gives you the ability to call me your friend?!
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But what can Rin say? He’s a god. He’s part of the very reason Sousuke’s in this state in the first place. Part of the people that shinki are supposed to bow to and offer up their strength at a moment’s notice. As much as he doesn’t think Rin would ever do such a thing, the fact remains that Rin has every right and ability to discard Sousuke for any or no reason at all. According to this world at least. He’s wanted to trust him in the past, and he’s believed his words.
But right now, it’s hard. Despite all the things he’s said and felt, the sickening realization he was betraying Rin as that second name inscribed itself along his body remained in the back of his throat no matter how many days passed since the incident.
I don’t want to be your weakness. So let me be your strength.
He’d said that to him, hadn’t he? And now… Sousuke glances to the screen again, never once going so far as to be shown in the view. He doesn’t’ want anyone to see him right now. Not until he has the steel and ice back in front of his eyes where they belong. He recognizes the pond in the gardens; they’re more or less on opposite sides of the castle right now.]
Maybe you don’t want to be. But you are, whether you like it or not. And I’m your shinki, whatever that means I need to become for you.
Who decided we’re “meant” to be a team? We fight a lot, you know. [He gazes at the screen for a moment more before turning his head and resting it against the wall, looking up in frustration towards the dark ceiling above. Here it comes…what matters most is yourself. It’s a pretty thought and obviously Rin can make it truth while he’s with him. But is it really true in this world? What does “Sousuke” matter if he’s a shinki?]
I don’t feel like ‘myself’ matters much, Rin. And I hate it.
[That single word again and his teeth grit, a harder breath sliding between his teeth.]
What do you even mean by that? You hardly know anything about me! What gives you the ability to call me your friend?!
I don’t even know you!
[... i don't even know you ...]