[ far far far too high-spirited for the turn the evening has taken. all Nanami can do is stare and stare, face pale, mouth dry.
the 'who' conjures a horror scenario and it takes all his strength to not let his gaze swivel to Itadori, not even slightly. so he continues to stare at the other man, disbelief slowly yielding to something unspeakable that reaches into his chest and squeezes.
a soft pained sound escapes him, and then, to Nanami's horror, he feels a tear roll down his face, then another, and another. ]
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[ far far far too high-spirited for the turn the evening has taken. all Nanami can do is stare and stare, face pale, mouth dry.
the 'who' conjures a horror scenario and it takes all his strength to not let his gaze swivel to Itadori, not even slightly. so he continues to stare at the other man, disbelief slowly yielding to something unspeakable that reaches into his chest and squeezes.
a soft pained sound escapes him, and then, to Nanami's horror, he feels a tear roll down his face, then another, and another. ]