[ there's still some comfort in the fact that both of them are fully clothed. ukai thinks that has to count for something, though he's not sure what at this point.
and they clearly made it to his bedroom and back out. another plus.
he's just working on ways to calm himself from immediately jumping to the worst conclusion and what asahi finally remembers doesn't help. not when he's also starting to piece things together the longer he's awake and the more he's seeing. ]
That definitely explains how we ended up here. [ is his reply when he finally speaks. he turns to glance back at asahi. ] How sick do you feel right now?
[ thanks to the drinking, he means. if there's something worth occupying himself with, it's getting medicine and some kind of hangover remedy for the two of them.
because he's recalling parts of the whys and hows in regards to the clothing as he considers his medicine cabinet. it won't be hard to tell if his thoughts of spilled beer are true once he gets around to collecting the clothing strewn about. and his recollection of offering a change of clothes makes sense, as does asahi already having sweats in his bag.
he runs his fingers through his own messy hair as his shoulders relax a little. maybe it's not so bad after all. ]
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and they clearly made it to his bedroom and back out. another plus.
he's just working on ways to calm himself from immediately jumping to the worst conclusion and what asahi finally remembers doesn't help. not when he's also starting to piece things together the longer he's awake and the more he's seeing. ]
That definitely explains how we ended up here. [ is his reply when he finally speaks. he turns to glance back at asahi. ] How sick do you feel right now?
[ thanks to the drinking, he means. if there's something worth occupying himself with, it's getting medicine and some kind of hangover remedy for the two of them.
because he's recalling parts of the whys and hows in regards to the clothing as he considers his medicine cabinet. it won't be hard to tell if his thoughts of spilled beer are true once he gets around to collecting the clothing strewn about. and his recollection of offering a change of clothes makes sense, as does asahi already having sweats in his bag.
he runs his fingers through his own messy hair as his shoulders relax a little. maybe it's not so bad after all. ]