[ In one way, it shouldn't be a surprise. Because Kaito is Kaito, and of course he's going to experience these things on a way different emotional level than Mamoru does - speaking about it so blankly, so casually, as if Kiraki's near-execution was just about as exciting as a few clouds drifting across the sky. As if the structure of the tech systems at Sakura is much more important than the life of a friend. (It's because Kaito missed out on these things when he locked himself up for so long, he knows, he knows--)
But on the other hand, it still manages to grab Mamoru's heart with an iron claw, it feels like. His chest feels so tight, and for a moment he can't do anything but gape at Kaito's back as the other is busy with the bed.
He knew. Kaito knew, all along.. ]
Why..?
[ Mamoru can't help but think of all the times he worried since Kiraki's "execution" - all the times he took the long way around home so he could stop by her house, now occupied by other people, all the times he felt like he couldn't even get a bite of their dinner through his throat, all the times when he couldn't hold back the tears anymore when he got a moment to himself and everything just felt like it was too much, that the guilt threatened to wreck him. ]
If you knew.. then why didn't you tell me, Kaito? [ There's no accusation in his voice, at least. There's mostly just surprise -- surprise and confusion, maybe even a hint of sadness, since he now knows that all of that could have been prevented all along if Kaito had just told him something so simple, and he doesn't get it. ]
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But on the other hand, it still manages to grab Mamoru's heart with an iron claw, it feels like. His chest feels so tight, and for a moment he can't do anything but gape at Kaito's back as the other is busy with the bed.
He knew. Kaito knew, all along.. ]
Why..?
[ Mamoru can't help but think of all the times he worried since Kiraki's "execution" - all the times he took the long way around home so he could stop by her house, now occupied by other people, all the times he felt like he couldn't even get a bite of their dinner through his throat, all the times when he couldn't hold back the tears anymore when he got a moment to himself and everything just felt like it was too much, that the guilt threatened to wreck him. ]
If you knew.. then why didn't you tell me, Kaito? [ There's no accusation in his voice, at least. There's mostly just surprise -- surprise and confusion, maybe even a hint of sadness, since he now knows that all of that could have been prevented all along if Kaito had just told him something so simple, and he doesn't get it. ]