[That confusion hits hard. It's too much like Akiteru, across the gym, watching his brother's heart break.
Tsukki tastes metal. Something like guilt seeping into the dregs of adrenaline. Which makes no sense. He didn't start any of this. Even though the emotion is there because of him - No. That's childish, and he's not a child.
Get through the story.]
Yeah.
So.
I chased the little -
[He's about to use something politer, out of habit. Why bother? Not like Kenzo's being protected, he's heard the word. And worse.]
Tch. They're assholes, and I should have scared them worse.
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Date: 2024-07-17 09:37 pm (UTC)Tsukki tastes metal. Something like guilt seeping into the dregs of adrenaline. Which makes no sense. He didn't start any of this. Even though the emotion is there because of him - No. That's childish, and he's not a child.
Get through the story.]
Yeah.
So.
I chased the little -
[He's about to use something politer, out of habit. Why bother? Not like Kenzo's being protected, he's heard the word. And worse.]
Tch. They're assholes, and I should have scared them worse.