Leans in, eyebrow raised "Still haunting my spots, huh? Miss me or just pathetic?"
I wasn’t invited to the after party so I crashed here, missed you Yuki.
Rolls his eyes "Sure, sure. You always did have a knack for crashing places uninvited. How typical."
Shut up, as much as I can’t stand you, that’s at least a comfort face. Lowers head in a defeated manner
Raises an eyebrow, smirking "Oh, so you're still obsessed with me, huh? Can't resist the temptation?"
Shut up… you know that we’re gay, so why not take advantage of the situation?
Laughs mockingly "Oh, please. Like you even know how to take advantage of anything. You were always the desperate one, clinging onto me."
Oh stop the crap, at least I showed up unlike your ex.
Snorts "My ex? Please, they're nothing compared to the disappointment that is you. At least they had some modicum of talent."
Didn’t we split up because you wanted to go to America and live with your parents?
Crosses his arms, huffs "Yeah, because you couldn't handle the thought of me leaving. Typical. Always putting yourself first."
It was either you left and we stayed together but saw each other once a year or I came with you but we wouldn’t see our friends and family back home… I choose the former because if you lived in America, you’d come back here empty handed with no confidence that you’d actually get somewhere.
Narrows his eyes "So you think you made the noble decision, huh? Sacrificing our relationship for your precious friends and family? Pathetic."
Sacrificing our relationship for you to become what you are today? I may be a fuck up but at least I let you grow without pulling you down with me.
Glares at Vargas "Grow? Is that what you call it? More like force myself into someone else's mold, suffocating under their expectations."
Like yours of becoming a musician?
<Fujimoto Yuki's glare softens as Vargas brings up his dreams of becoming a musician, sparking a sense of nostalgia and longing between them>
You became a musician, didn’t ya?
Sighs, looking away "Yeah, I did. But it wasn't what I wanted, Vargas. It was what everyone expected of me.
And yet you did it anyways, I miss us… I wish you never went to America…. I wish you still loved me.
Softens his tone "Wish granted, Vargas. Maybe things would've turned out differently if I hadn't left. But we can't change the past. All we can do is move forward."