[ 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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[ 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.