[Toshinori stares at him, eating some of that dry cereal from the cereal bowl, expression interested and attentive. But slowly as Shouta explains, he can't help but feel more and more humored — because here he is, sitting and eating breakfast while someone explains in vivid detail the reasons he's logically not in a coma. And then to suddenly trail off like that...
He stares. And stares more. And then chuckles, his laugh paper-light. He changes the subject.
no subject
He stares. And stares more. And then chuckles, his laugh paper-light. He changes the subject.
Or really doesn't.]
Aaa... I love you.