[He drops him and shoves him at the same time, whirling away and pacing. He curls and uncurls his hands into fists as he paces, inhaling and holding his breath and then exhaling like he can't figure out how to react. He's trying to calm down so he doesn't just beat the shit out of his brother for no real reason, but he keeps circling right back around to being afraid of not being an asshole.]
[Because, you know. Not being an asshole is something to be afraid of. Being Ichimatsu is hard.]
[He huffs, finally, the wind going out of his sails, and turns to look at him slowly. He looks... tired, more than he usually does.]
You're a good person. You actually give a shit. And it sucks, because I hate looking at you and seeing that, especially knowing that it was a damn farce because you killed yourself. Happy people don't kill themselves.
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[He drops him and shoves him at the same time, whirling away and pacing. He curls and uncurls his hands into fists as he paces, inhaling and holding his breath and then exhaling like he can't figure out how to react. He's trying to calm down so he doesn't just beat the shit out of his brother for no real reason, but he keeps circling right back around to being afraid of not being an asshole.]
[Because, you know. Not being an asshole is something to be afraid of. Being Ichimatsu is hard.]
[He huffs, finally, the wind going out of his sails, and turns to look at him slowly. He looks... tired, more than he usually does.]
You're a good person. You actually give a shit. And it sucks, because I hate looking at you and seeing that, especially knowing that it was a damn farce because you killed yourself. Happy people don't kill themselves.