[ minato shakes his head, adamant. he won't waiver on this particular thing. even if ryoji views his life as so little, minato doesn't.
not to mention, pressing the barrel of his evoker against ryoji's head- just picturing it is enough to freeze him solid. ]
I won't.
[ the air nips at his bare fingers in the cold winter air. gloves, he thinks absently, he should wear gloves to replace the warmth ryoji's hand used to offer. it would end up just another absent attempt for contact. minato ponders on ryoji's words, silent once more, but his ashen-grey eyes never change, and he stares ahead, despite the fear creeping into his expression. ]
We don't have to change. I'll end it.
[ Everything will go as planned. There must be some way against the end. ]
it's 4:45 am and i am in pain because this is your fault.
not to mention, pressing the barrel of his evoker against ryoji's head- just picturing it is enough to freeze him solid. ]
I won't.
[ the air nips at his bare fingers in the cold winter air. gloves, he thinks absently, he should wear gloves to replace the warmth ryoji's hand used to offer. it would end up just another absent attempt for contact. minato ponders on ryoji's words, silent once more, but his ashen-grey eyes never change, and he stares ahead, despite the fear creeping into his expression. ]
We don't have to change. I'll end it.
[ Everything will go as planned. There must be some way against the end. ]