[ Suguru might say that he doesn’t have much kindness or softness left in him these days, but Yuji knows otherwise. Maybe it’s reserved just for him, but there’s a tenderness here that’s impossible to hide or pretend, borne of love and affection.
They do take care of each other. That hasn’t changed. ]
You do it anyway.
[ Yuji leans up and into the kiss, nuzzling his face against his lover’s gently, smiling with a warmth he can’t hide despite the tears prickling at his eyes. He still hurts, but it’s better now. Just enough.
[ Suguru leans in to brush a kiss under Yuji's eye and those glimmering tears before he drops his arm from around Yuji, stepping away to dry himself and then hang the towel. No longer dripping wet, he guides Yuji out of the bathroom, down the hall, and back to the bedroom.
Back to the bed, back to crawling under blankets so Suguru can draw Yuji against his chest, into the protective circle of his arm. No rough grabbing or the sting of teeth, Suguru is gentle about his kisses, reaching up to pet his hair, his face, exploring every scar and divot of the boy's skin. ]
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They do take care of each other. That hasn’t changed. ]
You do it anyway.
[ Yuji leans up and into the kiss, nuzzling his face against his lover’s gently, smiling with a warmth he can’t hide despite the tears prickling at his eyes. He still hurts, but it’s better now. Just enough.
It has to be. ]
… Bed?
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[ Suguru leans in to brush a kiss under Yuji's eye and those glimmering tears before he drops his arm from around Yuji, stepping away to dry himself and then hang the towel. No longer dripping wet, he guides Yuji out of the bathroom, down the hall, and back to the bedroom.
Back to the bed, back to crawling under blankets so Suguru can draw Yuji against his chest, into the protective circle of his arm. No rough grabbing or the sting of teeth, Suguru is gentle about his kisses, reaching up to pet his hair, his face, exploring every scar and divot of the boy's skin. ]
I've got you.