Itsuki thinks about all the times Buzen has run to him and held him first. So confident in his speed, and always there for him. So seeing him now, with his arms outstretched... He wants to repay the favor. There's really no distance left to cross with Buzen so close, but Itsuki crosses the last of it anyway -- not so much launching as he is landing in his arms.
one hand circles Buzen's waist, the other wraps around to Buzen's shoulder, and his chin nestles in the crook of Buzen's neck, so that his mouth is right by his ear as he murmurs softly,]
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Itsuki thinks about all the times Buzen has run to him and held him first. So confident in his speed, and always there for him. So seeing him now, with his arms outstretched... He wants to repay the favor. There's really no distance left to cross with Buzen so close, but Itsuki crosses the last of it anyway -- not so much launching as he is landing in his arms.
one hand circles Buzen's waist, the other wraps around to Buzen's shoulder, and his chin nestles in the crook of Buzen's neck, so that his mouth is right by his ear as he murmurs softly,]
...Buzen.