Bullshit, it was inevitable! You could say no, you could have said it then, you could say it now! Junpei--Junpei, you--fuck this--
[ He cuts the line. Whatever peace, relief, or new anxiety Junpei feels in the absence of contact, he's allowed to sit with it for all of ten minutes before the relative quiet of the clinic is broken by Quentin slamming through the front door. Whatever Junpei is doing, hopefully he can drop it easily; Quentin grabs him by the arm and drags him to the back, as if the wall between the main room and the back will keep anyone from hearing then.
[ He lets Junpei go once they're inside, but he blocks the door bodily, demands, quavering: ] What did I do? You can tell me. If I did something to make you--if I said something, you can tell me. I can hear it!
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[ He cuts the line. Whatever peace, relief, or new anxiety Junpei feels in the absence of contact, he's allowed to sit with it for all of ten minutes before the relative quiet of the clinic is broken by Quentin slamming through the front door. Whatever Junpei is doing, hopefully he can drop it easily; Quentin grabs him by the arm and drags him to the back, as if the wall between the main room and the back will keep anyone from hearing then.
[ He lets Junpei go once they're inside, but he blocks the door bodily, demands, quavering: ] What did I do? You can tell me. If I did something to make you--if I said something, you can tell me. I can hear it!