[ No, isn't just a sad pretty girl. He's a sad, pretty man.. who conceals himself rather well when it really hurts. At least he is usually genuine, especially when it comes to his friends.
This third glass is about half empty and Katsura feels.. comfortable. Not exactly tipsy but not exactly drunk either. His gaze is a bit heavy, peering up at Sakamoto. ]
Why wouldn't it be? [ not the answer Sakamoto was expecting, probably. Sakamoto is his dear friend; especially with the passing of Gintoki and Takasugi, who was a lost cause at this rate. It only encouraged him to cling to what he could trust and love with all of his heart.
Was it romantic love? Katsura didn't know, but he didn't spend much thought analyzing it like he often did with other things. It didn't matter. Sakamoto was Sakamoto and Sakamoto knew him as Katsura. Did it really have to be love or friendship? Couldn't it just be them?
Zura finishes off the glass competely and doesn't let the empty cup go, but does drape that one arm around Sakamoto's middle. Tatsuma probably feels his body erupt with a small and quiet hiccup. ]
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This third glass is about half empty and Katsura feels.. comfortable. Not exactly tipsy but not exactly drunk either. His gaze is a bit heavy, peering up at Sakamoto. ]
Why wouldn't it be?
[ not the answer Sakamoto was expecting, probably. Sakamoto is his dear friend; especially with the passing of Gintoki and Takasugi, who was a lost cause at this rate. It only encouraged him to cling to what he could trust and love with all of his heart.
Was it romantic love? Katsura didn't know, but he didn't spend much thought analyzing it like he often did with other things. It didn't matter. Sakamoto was Sakamoto and Sakamoto knew him as Katsura. Did it really have to be love or friendship? Couldn't it just be them?
Zura finishes off the glass competely and doesn't let the empty cup go, but does drape that one arm around Sakamoto's middle.
Tatsuma probably feels his body erupt with a small and quiet hiccup. ]