[ without any certainty as to why, haru feels strange at the words. he stops, quiet, staring ahead at the stove as he tracks back on the last few exchanges, trying to extract what rin means.
was he talking about the guest room? haru knows that would be a given for makoto's sake, but to have a specific invitation from rin is. nice. he knows he might have moments where he feels intrusive, doubts about just how comfortable either is, and navigating what should be left up to faith in his friend's ability to communicate and initiation of his own interpretation and ability to pick up is. difficult. ]
Are you sure?
[ he wanted a simple "sure" to come out, but staying over makoto's was normal. staying over rin's was almost a relic of childhood -- despite them having shared a bed and a hotel room together since -- and staying over makoto-and-rin's, as an entity ... would be an entirely new thing. ]
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was he talking about the guest room? haru knows that would be a given for makoto's sake, but to have a specific invitation from rin is. nice. he knows he might have moments where he feels intrusive, doubts about just how comfortable either is, and navigating what should be left up to faith in his friend's ability to communicate and initiation of his own interpretation and ability to pick up is. difficult. ]
Are you sure?
[ he wanted a simple "sure" to come out, but staying over makoto's was normal. staying over rin's was almost a relic of childhood -- despite them having shared a bed and a hotel room together since -- and staying over makoto-and-rin's, as an entity ... would be an entirely new thing. ]