What sort of bad news? Do you want to talk about it?
( adjusting to hold her with one arm, freeing up a hand to gently rub her back like that might make everything a little easier. something about the way she answers him is weird, but he can't put his finger on it. was it really bad news? or something else? )
Listen, if anyone is making you unhappy, let me know. I'll take care of it, okay?
( just in case. he'll knock jaws if her "bad news" is that someone was a jackass to her. )
What are you talking about? I'm the same as I've always been. For better or worse.
( and pause and then very sincerely: )
You're mine too. I love you. You're one of the people I love the most.
It's— not something I can talk about right now. I don't know if I would know how talk about it even if I could. It's... a secret. Someone else's secret, and I don't want to betray that.
[ She's honest but not honest enough, and it makes her feel worse than lying outright. The subject of the secret is trying his best to comfort her, and all she can do is cry and be vague. Right now, she's the jackass. ]
Take care of yourself for the better. Please? That's what I want most for you.
[ She presses her forehead against his shoulder. Seeing him and hearing him like this only serves to make Chiyo more clingy. ]
Can I— Is it okay if I stay over tonight? I don't— [ to miss you. ] think I have the energy to go all the way home.
( he breathes out, trying to consider what to say to that. he's not going to try to pry if it's a secret, especially someone else's secret. that's not for him to know, not for chiyo to share, and he can respect that. actually, that's much better than the idea that someone had hurt her. he could deal with this.
the both of them could deal with this.
but wow, this had to be some serious secret. he still kind of wants to know despite himself. )
Okay. I get it. Well, maybe not entirely, but I understand?
( gently patting her back. he doesn't comment to the "take care of yourself" part purposely. this isn't about him. nothing about right now has anything to do with him and he doesn't want the conversation to go down that road. no, he wants to do what he can to make chiyo feel better, not frustrate her with his bad habits. )
Yea. You don't even need to ask.
( it's an immediate answer. his house, or well his aunt's, is basically her house too. then he lets out a little whuff of a laugh and smiles. it's time to try and lighten the mood. )
no subject
( adjusting to hold her with one arm, freeing up a hand to gently rub her back like that might make everything a little easier. something about the way she answers him is weird, but he can't put his finger on it. was it really bad news? or something else? )
Listen, if anyone is making you unhappy, let me know. I'll take care of it, okay?
( just in case. he'll knock jaws if her "bad news" is that someone was a jackass to her. )
What are you talking about? I'm the same as I've always been. For better or worse.
( and pause and then very sincerely: )
You're mine too. I love you. You're one of the people I love the most.
no subject
[ She's honest but not honest enough, and it makes her feel worse than lying outright. The subject of the secret is trying his best to comfort her, and all she can do is cry and be vague. Right now, she's the jackass. ]
Take care of yourself for the better. Please? That's what I want most for you.
[ She presses her forehead against his shoulder. Seeing him and hearing him like this only serves to make Chiyo more clingy. ]
Can I— Is it okay if I stay over tonight? I don't— [ to miss you. ] think I have the energy to go all the way home.
no subject
( he breathes out, trying to consider what to say to that. he's not going to try to pry if it's a secret, especially someone else's secret. that's not for him to know, not for chiyo to share, and he can respect that. actually, that's much better than the idea that someone had hurt her. he could deal with this.
the both of them could deal with this.
but wow, this had to be some serious secret. he still kind of wants to know despite himself. )
Okay. I get it. Well, maybe not entirely, but I understand?
( gently patting her back. he doesn't comment to the "take care of yourself" part purposely. this isn't about him. nothing about right now has anything to do with him and he doesn't want the conversation to go down that road. no, he wants to do what he can to make chiyo feel better, not frustrate her with his bad habits. )
Yea. You don't even need to ask.
( it's an immediate answer. his house, or well his aunt's, is basically her house too. then he lets out a little whuff of a laugh and smiles. it's time to try and lighten the mood. )
Want me to carry you?