anyway. it's funny - there aren't a lot of memories that ichiro's had to share so far that have hurt him quite as badly as this one. this is a loss that still kills him. this is something he still thinks about, every time he enters a division battle, any time he sees badass temple written on the qualifiers' field.
his eyes are wet, too, and the pull into the hug surprises him. ichiro holds still for a moment, a little lost in the old memories, and the cruelty of pairing up such a happy time in his life with such a fucking miserable one, before he lifts his hands and curls them tight in beau's shirt.
it's going to take him a minute - he holds his breath and screws his eyes shut and tries to force back the feeling of wanting to cry. ]
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anyway. it's funny - there aren't a lot of memories that ichiro's had to share so far that have hurt him quite as badly as this one. this is a loss that still kills him. this is something he still thinks about, every time he enters a division battle, any time he sees badass temple written on the qualifiers' field.
his eyes are wet, too, and the pull into the hug surprises him. ichiro holds still for a moment, a little lost in the old memories, and the cruelty of pairing up such a happy time in his life with such a fucking miserable one, before he lifts his hands and curls them tight in beau's shirt.
it's going to take him a minute - he holds his breath and screws his eyes shut and tries to force back the feeling of wanting to cry. ]