It's those three little words that finally get him to relax, though he'd never admit it aloud; in a way, it's hard to tell whether he consciously knows that it's those words that finally ease the resistances in him. They are both so fragmented right now, and it's so selfish to lean on him right now, Yu knows that, but--
--flatlining. she never did anything wrong, and yet in the end it's her small hand that's gone cold, and they all part with the fewest words possible because the scar of that loss is so deep, and he's not sure if he can bear to set foot in that little town ever again--
--but right now it hurts so much just to think.
Eventually, he'll have to sort it all out. And he will. He always does, somehow. But the shock is too fresh, so for right now--]
Thanks.
[He leans into the embrace, knowing full well that that one small words doesn't even come close to encompassing the gratitude he has for the other boy, right now.]
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It's those three little words that finally get him to relax, though he'd never admit it aloud; in a way, it's hard to tell whether he consciously knows that it's those words that finally ease the resistances in him. They are both so fragmented right now, and it's so selfish to lean on him right now, Yu knows that, but--
--flatlining. she never did anything wrong, and yet in the end it's her small hand that's gone cold, and they all part with the fewest words possible because the scar of that loss is so deep, and he's not sure if he can bear to set foot in that little town ever again--
--but right now it hurts so much just to think.
Eventually, he'll have to sort it all out. And he will. He always does, somehow. But the shock is too fresh, so for right now--]
Thanks.
[He leans into the embrace, knowing full well that that one small words doesn't even come close to encompassing the gratitude he has for the other boy, right now.]