[ It's immediate, because of course it is, Yuji stepping up and close to Nanami, sliding his arms around his body and pressing his face into his waist.
Wasn't he meant to be taking care of Nanami...?
He nuzzles in, breathing in the other man, and tries not to break. ]
Wasn't he meant to be taking care of Nanami...?
He nuzzles in, breathing in the other man, and tries not to break. ]
[ It's easier than he thought, to sink into Nanami's arms and let himself relax there, to feel safe. No matter what he remembers, Nanami is here right now, alive and breathing, if wounded and damaged. It makes him feel sick, but...
But. They're surviving.
They're okay.
Bowing his head, he breathes in, harsh, before he shakes it. ]
Mm, no. I want to do what you want to do.
But. They're surviving.
They're okay.
Bowing his head, he breathes in, harsh, before he shakes it. ]
Mm, no. I want to do what you want to do.
It was really cool when the flower festival happened earlier this year.
[ Peaceful. Quiet.
Happy.
Shaking his head, he crosses his arms behind his head. ]
What, in Neo Tokyo? Since... December, in our world. Something like that. So it's almost been a year for me.
[ Peaceful. Quiet.
Happy.
Shaking his head, he crosses his arms behind his head. ]
What, in Neo Tokyo? Since... December, in our world. Something like that. So it's almost been a year for me.
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