You're not the bad guy. This shitty place is the bad guy. Not you. We had a stupid overlord voice in our stupid field trip - Ichinose named him Tanaka, so I've been cussing at him when I don't feel good about this garbage school. Fucking Tanaka.
[ fuckin tanaka!
anyway yeah he's just gonna hug her like this for a while, now, resting his chin on top of her head and giving them a little rock. ichiro's good at hugs, even one armed. ]
We can just agree that shit sucks, and we don't wanna see each other getting hurt by it anymore.
there's a beat, and he kisses the top of her head, and then just kind of lingers there for a long moment.
ichiro's someone who is usually good with his words. it's kind of his thing - but in situations like this, it feels like he struggles. he's a sincere, compassionate guy, and always has been, but the little things like getting the weight of that sincerity out are sometimes harder than they seem. especially in a situation like this, where the world is so fucking heavy and it feels like all you can do is try to help someone else lighten the load. ]
...y'know, you really did a lot for me this week. [ is what he finally decides to say, voice soft. ] I was feeling like shit, and if it wasn't for you pulling me aside like that, I think I would've gone somewhere pretty dark. Dunno if I ever really said thank you, but - thank you.
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S'okay. [...] I can be the bad guy if people need it.
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[ fuckin tanaka!
anyway yeah he's just gonna hug her like this for a while, now, resting his chin on top of her head and giving them a little rock. ichiro's good at hugs, even one armed. ]
We can just agree that shit sucks, and we don't wanna see each other getting hurt by it anymore.
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[she says after a minute, closing her eyes. she's really just standing here trying not to yartz, actually, sorry ichiro.]
Yeah. We can agree on that.
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there's a beat, and he kisses the top of her head, and then just kind of lingers there for a long moment.
ichiro's someone who is usually good with his words. it's kind of his thing - but in situations like this, it feels like he struggles. he's a sincere, compassionate guy, and always has been, but the little things like getting the weight of that sincerity out are sometimes harder than they seem. especially in a situation like this, where the world is so fucking heavy and it feels like all you can do is try to help someone else lighten the load. ]
...y'know, you really did a lot for me this week. [ is what he finally decides to say, voice soft. ] I was feeling like shit, and if it wasn't for you pulling me aside like that, I think I would've gone somewhere pretty dark. Dunno if I ever really said thank you, but - thank you.