[ the silences are long enough to let his mind wander, to think. he didn't see any reason for shu to be in his dreams, aside from the apparation that nazuna had seen him as. did he know, that nazuna dreamt of him in such a terrible way? he doesn't know how he would have, or why, but there's a worried tug of guilt at his stomach when he thinks about it, about even the idea.

shu would never hurt him. he'd never say or do something that cruel. nazuna's known him--he knows he's strict, as a teacher, but he also knows him as a human, as a friend. that was just some awful dream.

so, when shu says don't concern yourself in that just slightly clipped way, nazuna scoffs, just a little noise. ] Itsuki, I'm always concerned about you.

[ there's no cutesy nickname added onto his name, just the sincerity that's come from being partners, and his own need to take care of other people. it's the god-given truth, too, because nazuna has had shu on his mind every day that he's known him, even when he disappeared for three years. he doesn't want him to even think for a second that nazuna doesn't care.

still, with that very serious statement stressed, nazuna finally loosens his hand away from his phone and runs it through his still sweat soaked bangs. he does in fact know shu, and he knows he probably won't want to talk about this. the fact that he even has him on the phone is a small miracle.

he can think of one thing that might make them both feel better, though. he stays quiet on his end to let the gravity of that statement stay, for a little longer, then adds, quietly: ] I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep anytime soon. Itsuchin-- are you...

[ he rubs at his forehead a little. ] ...it's not far from your apartment to here, right?