[ He jumped a little out of his thoughts when he felt that hand of his grip his clothes. He's sure he must be dreaming about some of the others who were important to him, but... that didn't mean he didn't want to comfort him all the same. ]
Shh... it's alright. I haven't left...
[ His forehead nuzzling into the side of Ichigo's, softly, affectionately. ]
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Shh... it's alright. I haven't left...
[ His forehead nuzzling into the side of Ichigo's, softly, affectionately. ]
Just let me finish drying you off, okay?