[And Hayato happily took Ryuutaro in his arms, and gently leaned his cheek against the top of Ryuutaro's head. He still didn't get how he was cute. At all. Ever. Or his thoughts. His thoughts were stupid... unless it was in academics.... or something. Even as a kid... yeah people thought he was cute in the mansion... until he pulled handful of dynamite out and started waving it around. Men aren't cute!
Ngh... Ryuutaro kind of broke that logic... maybe it was because he was younger? Or smaller? Hayato looked down at Ryuutaro, and all he could feel that he wanted was just to hold him close and see him smile. Snow be damned, he was comfortable right here.]
Th-the way I question shit? [He rubbed the back of heck as he tried to figure out how that worked.] I always figured I was just bein' careful...
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Ngh... Ryuutaro kind of broke that logic... maybe it was because he was younger? Or smaller? Hayato looked down at Ryuutaro, and all he could feel that he wanted was just to hold him close and see him smile. Snow be damned, he was comfortable right here.]
Th-the way I question shit? [He rubbed the back of heck as he tried to figure out how that worked.] I always figured I was just bein' careful...