[ Kamatsu goes very, very quiet at the other’s words. The final blow was the final, whispered honesty. He… ]
[ he squeezes tightly. And he has to fight the tears in his own eyes. The world around them dims, as if a flame covered by a blanket ]
I know, my friend. I know. I’m so sorry. But… for you, it’s better to live. Take it from someone who was – too cowardly to… to do that. It’s better for someone like you to live.
[ he’s starting to get choked up ]
You are worth it! You are worth… every single inch of your being, and then some, weighed in gold. You are worth it. You are worth it. You are enough. And if your brothers don’t understand that, then…
[ – his arms tighten, just a little more ]
… then you can come and live here, forever, and they’ll know that you were more than they ever deserved.
『 Ⅱ 』 ▏ ;;
Gentle arms wrapped around the mirrored image , narrowing dark chocolate eyes .
He felt SELFISH , this male was clearly broken like himself . Gently ruffling noirettes locks , he whispered once again .
“ You’re hurt too , huh ? You know , you can be open with me . ”
He tried to reassure the male , tears still streaming from his eyes: but , he wanted to help this other much more than himself at this point .
If anything , 𝕙𝕖'𝕕 𝕛𝕦𝕞𝕡 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕗𝕥𝕠𝕡 if he got the chance .
KARAMATSU was concerned for this lonely male .
[ when had the bandages come back? ]
[ Karamatsu hadn’t noticed them appear. But they did. They only come back when he’s particularly distressed, and this -- he does not want this to cause distress. ]
[ pulling away, a little bit, Karamatsu sniffles. He smiles. ]
You don’t need to worry about that, my friend. You are my guest, here.
[ -- a wave of the hand, and suddenly, the world is bright again, so bright, like it’s saturated in so many colors. ]
I came here to heal. And that’s what I’m doing.
You, though. You need a place to rest. Tell me your most intimate desire, your most secret, most happy wish, and I will give it to you.
That... is the only way I am useful now.
