itsuki needs no encouragement, he slips into Buzen's embrace immediately, pressing his body against his -- letting that warmth suffuse through him. it reminds him of the day he first met buzen. how was it possible that he could have been surprised? discomfited to have his guard rattled so thoroughly?
how was it possible when being in buzen's arms makes so much sense? his hands come up to hold him back, hoping he can repay even a tenth of that warmth. buzen loves him, and itsuki loves him back,]
You're amazing. [...] Every part of you.
[the buzen who loves him, the buzen who upholds the mission and somehow keeps his heart throughout,]
Thank you for telling me, Buzen. For taking a chance on me. ...I love you.
[his emotions are so focused. the cherry blossom trees rustle, more flowers bloom beneath their feet, the faint sound of music floats on the air -- all keyed to itsuki's emotions, despite it being buzen's dream. or maybe the dream is responding to both of them, to the softness of this shared moment.]
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itsuki needs no encouragement, he slips into Buzen's embrace immediately, pressing his body against his -- letting that warmth suffuse through him. it reminds him of the day he first met buzen. how was it possible that he could have been surprised? discomfited to have his guard rattled so thoroughly?
how was it possible when being in buzen's arms makes so much sense? his hands come up to hold him back, hoping he can repay even a tenth of that warmth. buzen loves him, and itsuki loves him back,]
You're amazing. [...] Every part of you.
[the buzen who loves him, the buzen who upholds the mission and somehow keeps his heart throughout,]
Thank you for telling me, Buzen. For taking a chance on me. ...I love you.
[his emotions are so focused. the cherry blossom trees rustle, more flowers bloom beneath their feet, the faint sound of music floats on the air -- all keyed to itsuki's emotions, despite it being buzen's dream. or maybe the dream is responding to both of them, to the softness of this shared moment.]