[And that's that, and Junpei would be lying if he said he wasn't expecting another message before seeing Charles again, all things considered. Another message would be enough to reassure him that everything went fine, even if it was more horse nonsense - especially if it was more horse nonsense. But there isn't one, and every so often he checks just in case he didn't hear the notification come, and every time he frowns and lingers over i'd never with a little more worry coiling around his chest.
It's probably fine. It has to be fine, right? The world hasn't dissolved or anything around him in the meantime, so it has to be okay.
He tells himself that and he pretends he believes it, and he's checking the tablet so incessantly that the clattering from the other side of the house, where the mirror is, makes him jump. That is a non-standard Charles entrance if he's ever heard one, so he's up and moving in the next heartbeat, quite literally sliding into view in his socks like a very stressed out Risky Business redux—]
Charles— Whoa, what happened? Are you okay? [He can't see anything immediately grievously wrong, but boy, does Charles look rough-] Holy shit, come here.
[—to lean on his shoulder, specifically, before he drops like Junpei is a little worried he might.]
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[And that's that, and Junpei would be lying if he said he wasn't expecting another message before seeing Charles again, all things considered. Another message would be enough to reassure him that everything went fine, even if it was more horse nonsense - especially if it was more horse nonsense. But there isn't one, and every so often he checks just in case he didn't hear the notification come, and every time he frowns and lingers over i'd never with a little more worry coiling around his chest.
It's probably fine. It has to be fine, right? The world hasn't dissolved or anything around him in the meantime, so it has to be okay.
He tells himself that and he pretends he believes it, and he's checking the tablet so incessantly that the clattering from the other side of the house, where the mirror is, makes him jump. That is a non-standard Charles entrance if he's ever heard one, so he's up and moving in the next heartbeat, quite literally sliding into view in his socks like a very stressed out Risky Business redux—]
Charles— Whoa, what happened? Are you okay? [He can't see anything immediately grievously wrong, but boy, does Charles look rough-] Holy shit, come here.
[—to lean on his shoulder, specifically, before he drops like Junpei is a little worried he might.]