"I don't--I was..." His eyes darted around the room. His breath caught in his throat. "I wasn't..." Kuronue pressed the heels of his palms into his eyes, and when he did all he could see was the faces, the spot of mould on the ceiling, the pain in his arms, learning to walk for the first time at fifty something.
He threw his hands into his lap when they started shaking. "It wan't really, towards the end... I-I had to like it...in the end..."
He looked up at Kusuriyuri, daring him to call him weak. To laugh. Kuronue, a demon, fucked up so much by something so small.
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"I don't--I was..." His eyes darted around the room. His breath caught in his throat. "I wasn't..." Kuronue pressed the heels of his palms into his eyes, and when he did all he could see was the faces, the spot of mould on the ceiling, the pain in his arms, learning to walk for the first time at fifty something.
He threw his hands into his lap when they started shaking. "It wan't really, towards the end... I-I had to like it...in the end..."
He looked up at Kusuriyuri, daring him to call him weak. To laugh. Kuronue, a demon, fucked up so much by something so small.