[And since he has decided to place a great amount of effort into trying not to notice that you're around (it doesn't really work, by the way), you don't get caught looking at him. Not once.
In fact, barely three minutes into the next presentation, Hikaru's fetching his cigarette case and quietly excusing himself from the room. He can't breathe in here anymore. Your mere proximity is enough to make his heart ache.
He stays out there for the duration of three cigarettes, ones that he barely felt because he was trying really, really hard to get his shit together and not fall apart. When he comes back and takes his seat again, he doesn't look much better.
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In fact, barely three minutes into the next presentation, Hikaru's fetching his cigarette case and quietly excusing himself from the room. He can't breathe in here anymore. Your mere proximity is enough to make his heart ache.
He stays out there for the duration of three cigarettes, ones that he barely felt because he was trying really, really hard to get his shit together and not fall apart. When he comes back and takes his seat again, he doesn't look much better.
Trust him. He doesn't feel better either.]