[ his immediate reaction to being grabbed is fear, but when kirei pulls him closer, he hiccups out a startled little noise, fingers weakly curling in the other man's shirt. he presses his face to the curve of a strong shoulder, shuddering and trying to stifle the pathetic tears. has anyone ever held him like this? has anyone ever cared to?
he doesn't know what to do with this, with being comforted when sakura is with zouken, suffering under his hand. the guilt is going to eat him alive. how can he enjoy this, how can he want this? ]
shrieks no don't be they will be so beautifully hideous
he doesn't know what to do with this, with being comforted when sakura is with zouken, suffering under his hand. the guilt is going to eat him alive. how can he enjoy this, how can he want this? ]
I'm s-- I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I--