[It feels wrong, so he hesitates. It feels wrong to do such a thing to Ryo after he spent so much time here hearing from everyone else it was wrong. All the people who inadvertently slid the wedge between them, pointing out Ryo’s bad qualities when he struggled against how much his heart wanted to love Ryo.
He didn’t want to use his brain; he didn’t want to rationalize this sick and strange love in those boxes because he knew—he knows—Ryo isn’t human. That’s what he said every time. Ryo isn’t human! Ryo is not like them, or him! But they told him Ryo was wrong. They told him to live for himself, to not support someone else’s happiness like it was his own responsibility.
It feels ugly to force Ryo to live when Ryo is unhappy.
He tightens his hold, letting Ryo latch into him. The tears he had been crying earlier have stopped, dried up. They hadn’t been for him anyway. They never were.]
Live, Ryo, [he murmurs, being selfish for once and feeling guilty for it.] Please live. Keep living. For me.
I don’t want you to disappear. I don’t want you to go. I don’t want you to be how I left you on that rock. Alone.
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He didn’t want to use his brain; he didn’t want to rationalize this sick and strange love in those boxes because he knew—he knows—Ryo isn’t human. That’s what he said every time. Ryo isn’t human! Ryo is not like them, or him! But they told him Ryo was wrong. They told him to live for himself, to not support someone else’s happiness like it was his own responsibility.
It feels ugly to force Ryo to live when Ryo is unhappy.
He tightens his hold, letting Ryo latch into him. The tears he had been crying earlier have stopped, dried up. They hadn’t been for him anyway. They never were.]
Live, Ryo, [he murmurs, being selfish for once and feeling guilty for it.] Please live. Keep living. For me.
I don’t want you to disappear. I don’t want you to go. I don’t want you to be how I left you on that rock. Alone.