（ that cautious statement makes him raise an eyebrow faintly, and then he leans in to scan the conversation. whatever he was expecting, it was clearly not — the depth and extent of the conversation, and his expression gradually becomes more and more closed off until he finishes the text chain, and then he gently thumbs the display off on the watch, closes his fingers around sasuke's wrist and then just buries his face in against his shoulder.
he's crying — but there's nothing dramatic about it. no trembling shoulders or tremulous gasps for air. just cathartic emotion given form. ）
I love you.
（ it's murmured soft, and then repeated more fiercely: i love you, like a blood-soaked oath. after he feels steadier — ）
You're right, it's not healthy. But it's harder to course correct that with someone who recognizes and accepts that than someone who just doesn't know any better.
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he's crying — but there's nothing dramatic about it. no trembling shoulders or tremulous gasps for air. just cathartic emotion given form. ）
I love you.
（ it's murmured soft, and then repeated more fiercely: i love you, like a blood-soaked oath. after he feels steadier — ）
You're right, it's not healthy. But it's harder to course correct that with someone who recognizes and accepts that than someone who just doesn't know any better.