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[trappedinresin]

How...why?

[The feed starting, however unintentional, with Yuuki bending forward before a window. Clasping at her chest she shakes her head, disbelief fleeting across her expression. She inhales but the breath catches, stopping in her throat. Pain fills her eyes as much as horror.]

She can't have--she wouldn't. All of a sudden her presence just---

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[bloodypawn]

[The subtly of her smile and the touch of amusement that briefly lights her eyes is enough to stir him. Even though things are different in Ukiyo, sometimes it still feels as though these little gestures are far and few between. Carefree laughs, smiles, even so soft, that can brighten the room.

He leans in with no hesitation, a gentle nudge in return. There's little he can reply with, although he acknowledges how bittersweet it still can feel. Happiness is fleeting and he desperately wants to both resist, and cling to it with his life. He realizes just how much cynicism this could pull to the surface. She is the one who left, back then. It's infuriating, yet all at once an act that he forced himself to try and accept, to believe: he bid his farewells and kissed her goodbye.

This isn't what he would have predicted. This isn't the scene he could envision, no matter the location.]

It's not what I'm worried over, right now.

[Softly in turn, edged in warm amusement. He instinctively tightens the embrace. A faint smile traces his lips, yet, if only for a moment, there's both heartache and longing drawn on his brow, a fleeting glimmer within his eyes.

Don't tell me that, he wants to say. Feels that he needs to. I don't know if I can stand it. Even if he knows that such precious words are the truth, having felt it in the very blood she gives to him, to hear them stills his breath and the vice about his heart tightens that much further. Even if he knows, there's a part of him that continues to try and force those walls up. To resist, even if unconsciously so. ]

Yuuki...

[Fingers curl against her back, Yuuki's name edged in a quiet, subtle finely splintered plea that sticks to the back of his throat, just as his heart does.

A tremor of an exhale, his breath soft upon returning the kiss, words uttered to her lips still wet with tears. Careful and quiet, as if simply admitting the phrase aloud will shatter at the slightest touch. ]

...I love you, too, Yuuki...

[Yet, since when had trying to console her become this?]