[ . . . . when takeru's grip on him tightens - he can't help that feeling of reassurance. of knowing that takeru wants to hold onto him to, even if he can't promise how.
he hears the question, and he knows that they're meant to stop arguing about the same thing - for now. they'll revisit it, because of course they will. they've been arguing in circles for weeks, and they might be arguing forever... if takeru doesn't figure out his wish here.
there really is just one solution right? make sure that he gets his wish.
he pauses for a second, before he presses their lips together again, as if the affection will reassure him too, and his nerves.]
.... there are some things left I haven't given you, right?
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he hears the question, and he knows that they're meant to stop arguing about the same thing - for now. they'll revisit it, because of course they will. they've been arguing in circles for weeks, and they might be arguing forever... if takeru doesn't figure out his wish here.
there really is just one solution right? make sure that he gets his wish.
he pauses for a second, before he presses their lips together again, as if the affection will reassure him too, and his nerves.]
.... there are some things left I haven't given you, right?