[ Hitori's about to pitch in a comment of his own, to say that yes, no matter what happens he will always be there, because he doesn't want to leave if he doesn't have to.
But then Nageki pops the question, and it's like Hitori's brain shuts down entirely for a few moments. What just... he... he just... he just asked him to be his husband. To marry him. Right? This isn't some weird dream that he's going to wake up from later feeling strange and guilty? His fingernails digging into his palm prove to him that this isn't a dream. That what just happened isn't just his imagination going crazy.
Hitori's heart begins to pound heavily in his chest as his mind struggles to wrap around this. Of course the thought of marriage crossed his mind a couple of times but he always thought it was something for the future, for when they got a little older... for when he was sure that Nageki was ready for it. But he supposes Nageki's ready now if he's the one asking the questions.
He laces his fingers with Nageki's, nodding his head firmly. There's a few things that'll need to be addressed later, but first he needs to stop gaping like a fool and actually give an answer. ] Yes, I will. Of course I will. I'd be honored to marry you, Nageki. [ Despite the confidence and certainty in Hitori's words he feels akin to a giddy school girl on the inside. He lets some of the konpeitou in his hand drop onto the blanket as he leans forward to kiss him, unable to hold himself back. ]
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But then Nageki pops the question, and it's like Hitori's brain shuts down entirely for a few moments. What just... he... he just... he just asked him to be his husband. To marry him. Right? This isn't some weird dream that he's going to wake up from later feeling strange and guilty? His fingernails digging into his palm prove to him that this isn't a dream. That what just happened isn't just his imagination going crazy.
Hitori's heart begins to pound heavily in his chest as his mind struggles to wrap around this. Of course the thought of marriage crossed his mind a couple of times but he always thought it was something for the future, for when they got a little older... for when he was sure that Nageki was ready for it. But he supposes Nageki's ready now if he's the one asking the questions.
He laces his fingers with Nageki's, nodding his head firmly. There's a few things that'll need to be addressed later, but first he needs to stop gaping like a fool and actually give an answer. ] Yes, I will. Of course I will. I'd be honored to marry you, Nageki. [ Despite the confidence and certainty in Hitori's words he feels akin to a giddy school girl on the inside. He lets some of the konpeitou in his hand drop onto the blanket as he leans forward to kiss him, unable to hold himself back. ]