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[itaito]

[sheet music in hand, wandering into Kaito's bedroom]

Hey, Kaito?

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[itaito]

[well. he can't say he's not disappointed, and he can't say he's not relieved. he shivers as cool air hits his back, and turns to look at the other as the blindfold comes away.]

[was_no_monster]

[he avoids Kaito's gaze, keeping his own on his hands as he undoes the gag with as much gentleness as he can force himself to take]

[itaito]

[softly]

Why?

[was_no_monster]

...Because even if you trust me, I don't. Not while I'm like this.

[itaito]

[he just nods a little]

I understand.

[puts one hand over Kaito's]

[was_no_monster]

[he has to bite back his automatic, angry retort to that, shoving it down with everything else. this person had not asked for him, had not accepted him and the baggage he carried, the way his father and Miku had, so he will not put any more of its weight on him.

instead, he curls his hand shut again, withstanding the touch as long as he can, before pulling away and starting to get to his feet]

...I'm sorry.

[itaito]

--Kaito?

[he sounds like a lost puppy, pathetic and needy. in different circumstances, he might be embarrassed by the tone in his voice, the way he involuntarily reaches as Kaito gets up]

[was_no_monster]

[blinking at him, expression fearful and more than a little bewildered

but after a moment, he sits back down with a thump.]

[itaito]

[leans on]

... hold me?

[was_no_monster]

[he doesn't quite flinch, but he doesn't welcome the contact, either. sounding frustrated and slightly resentful]

I can't. Not right now.

[itaito]

[he pulls back, frowning. but...]

...Okay. I-- I get it.

[was_no_monster]

[covering his face, just trying to keep breathing evenly, to not just snap—]

—I need to go.

[this time he all but bolts.]

[itaito]

[well.

that didn't go well at all.]