[Gokudera was still awake, more or less, at least. He'd been dozing fitfully since his ROYAL FUCKUP earlier in the day, just trying to listen to music and not think of Anything At All, pondering over Nagisa's words only briefly before spiraling into another fit of inadequacy. Not good enough, never good enough, ruining his and Makoto's friendship with his stupid gross feelings.
He heard a knock at his door over the sound of his music, turning it down. It was probably Mukuro, annoyed at him for sulking again. That asshole, just because everything was going fine with HIS boyfriend...!
Scrubbing at his cheeks to get the worst of the tearstains away, Gokudera stormed over to the door to throw it open, already launching into a yell.]
I SAID GO AWAY MUKU-
[That wasn't Mukuro.
That was Makoto.
Gokudera's hair was an absolute bird's nest of a mess, his eyes had to be all red from the earlier crying jag, and he knew he still had some tear stains on his cheeks. He was also in the shorts and t-shirt he was sleeping in, to make matters all the worse. And that was Makoto.]
... You ... aren't Mukuro.
[Well, Mukuro was an illusionist, but considering there'd be no reason for him to pretend to be Makoto ... ... Makoto had a way of making the normally genius kid say things that made him feel like a complete dumbass.]
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Date: 2014-02-15 03:36 pm (UTC)He heard a knock at his door over the sound of his music, turning it down. It was probably Mukuro, annoyed at him for sulking again. That asshole, just because everything was going fine with HIS boyfriend...!
Scrubbing at his cheeks to get the worst of the tearstains away, Gokudera stormed over to the door to throw it open, already launching into a yell.]
I SAID GO AWAY MUKU-
[That wasn't Mukuro.
That was Makoto.
Gokudera's hair was an absolute bird's nest of a mess, his eyes had to be all red from the earlier crying jag, and he knew he still had some tear stains on his cheeks. He was also in the shorts and t-shirt he was sleeping in, to make matters all the worse. And that was Makoto.]
... You ... aren't Mukuro.
[Well, Mukuro was an illusionist, but considering there'd be no reason for him to pretend to be Makoto ... ... Makoto had a way of making the normally genius kid say things that made him feel like a complete dumbass.]