( His shoulders still shake under Chougi's touch and he knows he should look up. Chougi wants him to look up but he feels so weak, like he could just lie down on the floor and let this feeling crush him. It's with much effort that he picks himself up, his hair slightly disheveled, his eyes bleary, and face wet with tears. How can Chougi still be so kind? How can he say that still when he's in so much pain?
With a shuddering breath, he tries to wipe away tears. Breathily from behind his sleeve, he cries, )
I want... To love Yamanbagiri Chougi...!
( He wants to. He wants to love him so badly. The tears won't stop. Ah, what is this? He can't remember every crying before. )
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With a shuddering breath, he tries to wipe away tears. Breathily from behind his sleeve, he cries, )
I want... To love Yamanbagiri Chougi...!
( He wants to. He wants to love him so badly. The tears won't stop. Ah, what is this? He can't remember every crying before. )
What is... this?
( Chougi, why is he like this!!! )