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〔 鬼龍紅郎 〕 ∗ ᴋɪʀʏᴜ ᴋᴜʀᴏ ([personal profile] taishou) wrote in [community profile] repeter 2018-01-29 02:15 am (UTC)

[ Things really had been simpler back then. His mother's health was a little hit and miss, a lot of the time, but Kuro had Nazuna to pour his concerns into when he really felt the weight of it all. It didn't seem fair, really, when he'd had so much going on, himself, but he was the one person he trusted with it. And then, he'd turn around and lighten things back up. A trip to the zoo, sneaking into movies they shouldn't have been in, racing through the streets at all hours of the day on his bike.

He remembers the last time they went out, Kuro helping Nazuna climb out of his window so they could sneak off to that scary movie. It'd been entirely intentional on his part, because he'd known that Nazuna would react the way he did. Sneaky and underhanded, sure, but it'd been nice, having him holding so tightly to him and squeaking. Shoving him.

The feeling is there again, in a way. Kuro tightens his arms for a moment, before Nazuna eventually pulls back. At least he's still there, at least he's still real. He's not disappeared on him for a second time. Hell, the first time was something at Kuro knew could happen, with the way that his manager was, what he'd learned.
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You know where it is, Nito. [ His arms loosen, letting him free, with some measure of reluctance. But he does. There's apologies on the tip of his tongue, too. He'll hold onto them, just as much as he'll hold onto this moment. ] And I wasn't the one that suggested it, y'know?

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