[Goro keeps curling further into Akira's lap, seeking all the physical comfort that he can. He feels so small all of the sudden, bawling his eyes out and smearing snot and other nasty liquids all over his boyfriend's shirt. But at the same time he doesn't care. All he knows is that Akira is same as safe, that he can truly lay it bare here.
He hiccups in middle of his mantra of sorrys, voice squeaking here and there. Then, shaking his head he takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down even a little bit]
W-was it... Was it g-good? [Another broken sob.] W-were I good? [The last word is hushed out so quiet that it can barely count even as a whisper.]
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He hiccups in middle of his mantra of sorrys, voice squeaking here and there. Then, shaking his head he takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down even a little bit]
W-was it... Was it g-good? [Another broken sob.] W-were I good? [The last word is hushed out so quiet that it can barely count even as a whisper.]