Fics like The Blue Ones Help Me Fall

Shinjiro raises an eyebrow again, because that’s enough of an answer for him anyway. “Yeah, that checks out. I can hear Junpei snoring from across the fuckin’ hall.” This time, Makoto’s lip curls into something resembling a smirk, but he remains quiet. Shinjiro finds that he doesn’t really mind the lack of responses. Especially since slowly, this terribly weird kid is easing out of his bent position hung over the railing, and now he’s looking up at the sky like literally anyone more normal would do. His reaches his hands out behind him so he can slouch into his arms, like he didn’t just spend however long dizzyingly close to nose-diving off their building. He watches the kid’s fingers tap against the concrete in a rhythmic motion, to the beat of the double-bass drum he can hear blaring from the headphones still. He has no idea how this boy isn’t deaf by now, if his music is always this loud, and yet he seems as calm and collected as ever. Tartarus will be an interesting ride with this kid at the helm, he thinks.

Fics like The Blue Ones Help Me Fall

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