Akihiro's affirmative response is enough for Mitsuki. He's trying to stay aware of himself and his tendency to talk more when he's been drinking, but if he's going to let himself be comfortable he can't be bothered to be too careful.
He glances at the entry before tucking his phone away and taking Akihiro's glass. It seems safe to assume he'll want the same again so Mitsuki retrieves another can of Coke and makes another pair of drinks. The whiskey's right there, why not keep drinking that? Once they're done he offers Akihiro back his glass. It's no stronger than the one he made them earlier; Mitsuki's a quick study. As an afterthought he grabs the bottle before leaving the kitchen. If they're willing to forego the mixer, this will save them both a trip later on.
"It's worth it for the fans. If they're happy, I'm happy. The reverse is true, too, it's hard when people don't like you, but I just want to reach as many people as I can." He's not going to think about the ones who dislike him, not tonight. Instead he nods as he follows Akihiro back toward the living room. "It's hard to find a balance between who you really are and who they want you to be, even if that person is still a part of the real you. The cute one shouldn't be drinking whiskey with a good-looking older guy in a remote cabin, but the real me is doing exactly that, so the cover story is probably that I'm at some onsen or resting at home."
And that is certainly too much talking because it's only when he's done that Mitsuki realizes everything he's just said. It's all true, of course, Akihiro is older than him and he is good-looking, but if he'd been thinking a little more he might have at least tried to find a more sophisticated way to express that. Instead he moves right on without waiting for a reaction, leaning in close to Akihiro's shoulder when he sits down.
"Smile!" There's a phone right there suddenly, waiting for a smile so Mitsuki can get a picture of the two of them together. "For a contact photo."
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He glances at the entry before tucking his phone away and taking Akihiro's glass. It seems safe to assume he'll want the same again so Mitsuki retrieves another can of Coke and makes another pair of drinks. The whiskey's right there, why not keep drinking that? Once they're done he offers Akihiro back his glass. It's no stronger than the one he made them earlier; Mitsuki's a quick study. As an afterthought he grabs the bottle before leaving the kitchen. If they're willing to forego the mixer, this will save them both a trip later on.
"It's worth it for the fans. If they're happy, I'm happy. The reverse is true, too, it's hard when people don't like you, but I just want to reach as many people as I can." He's not going to think about the ones who dislike him, not tonight. Instead he nods as he follows Akihiro back toward the living room. "It's hard to find a balance between who you really are and who they want you to be, even if that person is still a part of the real you. The cute one shouldn't be drinking whiskey with a good-looking older guy in a remote cabin, but the real me is doing exactly that, so the cover story is probably that I'm at some onsen or resting at home."
And that is certainly too much talking because it's only when he's done that Mitsuki realizes everything he's just said. It's all true, of course, Akihiro is older than him and he is good-looking, but if he'd been thinking a little more he might have at least tried to find a more sophisticated way to express that. Instead he moves right on without waiting for a reaction, leaning in close to Akihiro's shoulder when he sits down.
"Smile!" There's a phone right there suddenly, waiting for a smile so Mitsuki can get a picture of the two of them together. "For a contact photo."