Hah. [A humorless laughter leaves from him. What else would it be, indeed?
He opens his eyes just enough to see Akira's body lean against the wall of the tub. Suddenly, there's an urge to reach out and touch the other, pull him closer so that he could hide his face in that dark mop of curls, to seek comfort from his skin.
Almost like when Akira had showed up behind his door that one night. Wounded and shaken, in need for comfort and reassurance. So... This is how it feels like, huh.]
I'm sorry I'm so --- [broken.].. I didn't want you to have to deal with this.
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He opens his eyes just enough to see Akira's body lean against the wall of the tub. Suddenly, there's an urge to reach out and touch the other, pull him closer so that he could hide his face in that dark mop of curls, to seek comfort from his skin.
Almost like when Akira had showed up behind his door that one night. Wounded and shaken, in need for comfort and reassurance. So... This is how it feels like, huh.]
I'm sorry I'm so --- [broken.].. I didn't want you to have to deal with this.