[Of course it was awkward...for Makoto. Rin had already thought through the list of people they both knew. Not a single one of them would surprise him. His old friend had a very big heart. The boy would do most anything, despite how it would trouble him, to help his friends. Haru received the most help, to be sure, but Rin was never sure if that was due to a preference on Makoto's end or a malfunction on Haru's end. The taciturn boy did always seem to need some extra guidance.
Rin supposed it wouldn't take much to tip the scales from platonic to romantic love.
Being prepared for any answer may have saved the redhead any potential awkwardness, but it afforded him an equal exchange of impatience.
This wasn't going anywhere. Makoto was finding decision after decision to flounder with. Rin wasn't going to wait for Makoto to decide which option to take only to have to decide how to phrase his answer. This conversation needed a fire lit under it. Gently. Or Makoto might get spooked and abandon the conversation.]
If any one of us was going to fall in love, it was bound to be you.
[The non sequitur text was an attempt at softening the embarrassment Makoto was sure to be feeling. After hitting send, Rin realized that his words may have begged explanation but the last thing he wanted to do was give Makoto yet another avenue of escape. He scrambled to text again.]
I'll help you.
Tell me what you love about them. Tell me what you're worried about with them. It's someone we both know, so I'll understand who you're talking about even if you don't say their name.
[That was a start - get Makoto hooked on the bait and then circle in for the meat of the conversation.]
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Date: 16 Oct 2014 08:35 (UTC)[Of course it was awkward...for Makoto. Rin had already thought through the list of people they both knew. Not a single one of them would surprise him. His old friend had a very big heart. The boy would do most anything, despite how it would trouble him, to help his friends. Haru received the most help, to be sure, but Rin was never sure if that was due to a preference on Makoto's end or a malfunction on Haru's end. The taciturn boy did always seem to need some extra guidance.
Rin supposed it wouldn't take much to tip the scales from platonic to romantic love.
Being prepared for any answer may have saved the redhead any potential awkwardness, but it afforded him an equal exchange of impatience.
This wasn't going anywhere. Makoto was finding decision after decision to flounder with. Rin wasn't going to wait for Makoto to decide which option to take only to have to decide how to phrase his answer. This conversation needed a fire lit under it. Gently. Or Makoto might get spooked and abandon the conversation.]
If any one of us was going to fall in love, it was bound to be you.
[The non sequitur text was an attempt at softening the embarrassment Makoto was sure to be feeling. After hitting send, Rin realized that his words may have begged explanation but the last thing he wanted to do was give Makoto yet another avenue of escape. He scrambled to text again.]
I'll help you.
Tell me what you love about them. Tell me what you're worried about with them. It's someone we both know, so I'll understand who you're talking about even if you don't say their name.
[That was a start - get Makoto hooked on the bait and then circle in for the meat of the conversation.]