‘ it wasn’t your fault. ‘
angst with me || accepting
❛ you don’t know that. ❜ and really, what could chuuya possibly know about him ? about the situation as a whole ? he couldn’t. he can’t know that for certain. so what was the motive behind such a statement ? kunikida couldn’t put it together. he stands up, brushing the rubble off his shirt as he regards the mafia executive. for now, a fight doesn’t seem imminent, and chuuya’s behavior has him caught off guard.
❛ you’re being uncharacteristically kind. why is that ? ❜












