[ Aoba doesn't realize it until this moment, nearly 6 months into quarantine, when he finally feels emotion swelling uncontrollably inside him. His eyes well up with tears, blurring his vision. Tears spill out while he hugs himself, not having Ren here to comfort him and he feels his voice hitch and sob in the quiet of his room. Never... Never has someone said he was his forever friend. Koujaku promised and went away, friends came and went.
But no one ever touched his heart where it was this vulnerable in a platonic sense. It takes Aoba a while to reply, after he's washed his face and gathered himself together. ]
Don't be so dramatic.
[ Said while wiping away tears. THANKS, ASSHOLE. ]
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But no one ever touched his heart where it was this vulnerable in a platonic sense. It takes Aoba a while to reply, after he's washed his face and gathered himself together. ]
Don't be so dramatic.
[ Said while wiping away tears. THANKS, ASSHOLE. ]