[the shift of his clothes. the flowers. that's right - itsuki can do that because this is his domain. it's a dream, and buzen doesn't have to follow a dream's orders.
he gasps like he's coming up for air after being submerged, maybe after holding his breath in the hope that he wouldn't have to cut down the one person that he always wanted to protect. even now, he doesn't sheath his sword again. it remains in his hand, grip tight, even as his other immediately reaches out to pull itsuki closer to him. his hold is also firm, a little desperate.
it's a dream, but buzen's mind still reads it as a battlefield. sleeping or awake, he doesn't want to let any harm come to itsuki. he angles his body like it'll keep anyone from coming between them, from thinking that they need to take it upon themselves to kill itsuki in buzen's place. he won't allow it.
he keeps his gaze past itsuki's shoulder, watching everyone else. it also makes it easier to hide his expression, as tense and distraught as it is.]
... sorry. I forgot. [that itsuki asked to be brought here. his breathing is still ragged, like he's trying to recover from the fear that engulfed him]
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he gasps like he's coming up for air after being submerged, maybe after holding his breath in the hope that he wouldn't have to cut down the one person that he always wanted to protect. even now, he doesn't sheath his sword again. it remains in his hand, grip tight, even as his other immediately reaches out to pull itsuki closer to him. his hold is also firm, a little desperate.
it's a dream, but buzen's mind still reads it as a battlefield. sleeping or awake, he doesn't want to let any harm come to itsuki. he angles his body like it'll keep anyone from coming between them, from thinking that they need to take it upon themselves to kill itsuki in buzen's place. he won't allow it.
he keeps his gaze past itsuki's shoulder, watching everyone else. it also makes it easier to hide his expression, as tense and distraught as it is.]
... sorry. I forgot. [that itsuki asked to be brought here. his breathing is still ragged, like he's trying to recover from the fear that engulfed him]