[The rest of the day will be a little bit like torture for him- that much is already obvious from the way it's been going. Because everything that Taiki does just makes his chest twist up into knots of guilt...Taiki nestling up closer to him...coughing a little...and sounding so sleepy. He'll endure it...he knows he has to, no matter how hard it gets. Even if it never were to get easier...he couldn't turn back now.
He keeps his arms around Taiki and lets out a long, shaky breath- trying to calm himself down a little. At this point, it's more for Taiki's benefit than it is his own. After all the shit he's done, he doesn't want to let the boy be worried for even a moment longer. And besides...hearing that normally cheery voice be anything other than happy...it just keeps on tightening the feeling in his chest. It's just not right...someone like Taiki really does deserve to be happy as often as he is.
It still doesn't stop the tears from falling...but Yomotsu feels like he could start to calm down, at least a little. As long as its for his sake.
At Taiki's question too, he nods slowly- eyes still squeezed shut.]
Yeah...it's a good thing.
[First, he'll warm Taiki up a while longer...it feels like it'd be impossible for him to get up right now anyway, even if he kept the boy in his arms. So the least he can do is this. It feels like the only good quality of his that he can offer right now- that he's got plenty of body warmth to share.
He moves the hand behind Taiki's head- letting it blindly brush across his face, and press it gently against his cold cheeks and his nose. It still feels like ice against the warmth of his hand...who knows how long it'll take to get him warm again.
But as soon as he can, he'll take Taiki...and carry him out of here, even. He'll take him someplace even warmer...and get him food...make him comfortable. It'll be better...he'll do better.]
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He keeps his arms around Taiki and lets out a long, shaky breath- trying to calm himself down a little. At this point, it's more for Taiki's benefit than it is his own. After all the shit he's done, he doesn't want to let the boy be worried for even a moment longer. And besides...hearing that normally cheery voice be anything other than happy...it just keeps on tightening the feeling in his chest. It's just not right...someone like Taiki really does deserve to be happy as often as he is.
It still doesn't stop the tears from falling...but Yomotsu feels like he could start to calm down, at least a little. As long as its for his sake.
At Taiki's question too, he nods slowly- eyes still squeezed shut.]
Yeah...it's a good thing.
[First, he'll warm Taiki up a while longer...it feels like it'd be impossible for him to get up right now anyway, even if he kept the boy in his arms. So the least he can do is this. It feels like the only good quality of his that he can offer right now- that he's got plenty of body warmth to share.
He moves the hand behind Taiki's head- letting it blindly brush across his face, and press it gently against his cold cheeks and his nose. It still feels like ice against the warmth of his hand...who knows how long it'll take to get him warm again.
But as soon as he can, he'll take Taiki...and carry him out of here, even. He'll take him someplace even warmer...and get him food...make him comfortable. It'll be better...he'll do better.]