[That question is more difficult to answer than he cares to admit, and that feeling is one that too closely parallels one of the secrets he'd 'confessed' thanks to the app. His throat feels tight, and even drawing a deep breath to calm himself is a challenge.
But he can't afford to waver. Michi already sounds concerned...
He ought to open the door, but he doesn't trust his composure at the moment. He knows that no matter how hard he tries, his younger brother would see through him. It wouldn't matter if he was wearing those sunglasses or not, they always managed to read each other fairly well. Which worries him all the more in the moment. How much could Michi tell even with a door between them? Or because it was there?
Another breath is taken, and then he answers, little forethought put into the reply as his mind reaches desperately for the most logical solution...]
Oh? [He attempts a quiet laugh. It doesn't sound quite right to his ears, but it certainly sounds better than the way his voice had before. Maybe he'll just come across as being tired?] I just fell out of bed.
It's warm tonight. I guess I was moving around a lot.
[It's a lie. All of it. But if he wants to protect Michi, he can't very well tell the truth, can he? He hates this, and hates himself for this, but there's no other choice...]
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But he can't afford to waver. Michi already sounds concerned...
He ought to open the door, but he doesn't trust his composure at the moment. He knows that no matter how hard he tries, his younger brother would see through him. It wouldn't matter if he was wearing those sunglasses or not, they always managed to read each other fairly well. Which worries him all the more in the moment. How much could Michi tell even with a door between them? Or because it was there?
Another breath is taken, and then he answers, little forethought put into the reply as his mind reaches desperately for the most logical solution...]
Oh? [He attempts a quiet laugh. It doesn't sound quite right to his ears, but it certainly sounds better than the way his voice had before. Maybe he'll just come across as being tired?] I just fell out of bed.
It's warm tonight. I guess I was moving around a lot.
[It's a lie. All of it. But if he wants to protect Michi, he can't very well tell the truth, can he? He hates this, and hates himself for this, but there's no other choice...]