[That doesn't get a verbal answer. Instead, Chuuya reaches out to grab for Akira's hand. He can't actually see so it'll take a moment, and Akira can avoid it if he wants.]
[It's what he needs right at the moment, yes. Because Chuuya can't talk quite yet, and he's not ready to show his face to the world either. Give him time and he'll be able to cover it all up. But he's not ready yet.
The slight tremble to his hand as he holds tightly onto Akira's, though, may give him away.]
[it does, but Akira is polite enough not to say anything about it. he knows how Chuuya is feeling right now, after all. he felt the same after losing Nick just one week before]
[he gives Chuuya's hand another squeeze, something that isn't painful but it still firm, just to let him know that he isn't alone]
They'll stay like that for a while, as Chuuya isn't about to move until his breathing is even. Finally though, he does move to sit up. And as he sits up, his free hand pulls the hat away from his face.
Surprisingly, there's no tears or signs that he had been crying. But he does look emotionally drained.]
[He's tempted to continue to describe just what he's going to do to the culprit, but that hand on his shoulder is a very solid way of dragging him out of his thoughts.
After a moment, Chuuya's thoughts turn pensive, and he glances away.]
Reito told me to go with him, when this was over. To leave the mafia, go to his city, and be a normal teenager. He said Dazai could come too, if we found a way to save everyone. Or if not, then at least Dazai's ashes, so he could be at peace.
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Date: 2020-03-28 12:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-03-28 12:52 am (UTC)[his fingers curl around Chuuya's firmly. he says nothing; if this is what Chuuya needs right now, then it's what he's going to get]
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Date: 2020-03-28 01:27 am (UTC)The slight tremble to his hand as he holds tightly onto Akira's, though, may give him away.]
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Date: 2020-03-28 01:33 am (UTC)[he gives Chuuya's hand another squeeze, something that isn't painful but it still firm, just to let him know that he isn't alone]
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Date: 2020-03-28 01:48 am (UTC)They'll stay like that for a while, as Chuuya isn't about to move until his breathing is even. Finally though, he does move to sit up. And as he sits up, his free hand pulls the hat away from his face.
Surprisingly, there's no tears or signs that he had been crying. But he does look emotionally drained.]
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Date: 2020-03-28 01:54 am (UTC)[even when Chuuya sits up, Akira refuses to let go of his hand]
. . . better?
[not completely. there is no completely better in a situation like this. but. . . better enough to move forward. that counts, right?]
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Date: 2020-03-28 02:12 am (UTC)[His voice sounds a little raw, but he swallows and steadies himself again.]
You know, I'm more mad than sad right now.
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Date: 2020-03-28 02:28 am (UTC)[he approves!! Akira lifts his chin, his eyes flashing]
Because it's that anger that's going to keep you moving forward.
[so long as he tempers it, of course]
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Date: 2020-03-28 02:42 am (UTC)[There's a lot you can do to a person without killing them, after all.
...that might not be a positive thought, though.]
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Date: 2020-03-28 02:47 am (UTC)That-- . . . okay, pull it back a little bit, all right?
We don't know yet why he was killed. It could've been a monster.
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Date: 2020-03-28 03:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-03-28 03:12 am (UTC)[he reaches out, hands on Chuuya's shoulders, and gives them a squeeze]
For now, focus your energy on what's going to happen tomorrow. Before we can do anything, we need to find the culprit or culprits.
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Date: 2020-03-28 04:02 am (UTC)Right. They had to find the culprit first.]
...yeah. Okay. Find them first, got it.
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Date: 2020-03-28 04:23 am (UTC)[a breath out, and Akira flashes Chuuya a small smile before he pulls away]
One step at a time.
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Date: 2020-03-28 04:34 am (UTC)[That's how it's always been.
After a moment, Chuuya's thoughts turn pensive, and he glances away.]
Reito told me to go with him, when this was over. To leave the mafia, go to his city, and be a normal teenager. He said Dazai could come too, if we found a way to save everyone. Or if not, then at least Dazai's ashes, so he could be at peace.