Date: 2022-10-20 01:18 am (UTC)
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[ Swings are a horrible place for a heartfelt embrace, made evident as he pulls her partially off her own to pull her in tighter. It's awkward, uncomfortable--not unlike parts of this conversation--but still leaves her feeling weightless nevertheless. The wave of relief she feels is unexpected, but still present and strong. She isn't going anywhere.

And neither is he. That's the important part.

As he pulls away, she (begrudgingly) lets him, drawing back as well. Her hands running down his arms until they find his hands, Hibiki threads her fingers between his. Her eyes briefly lowered, the smile that paints her lips is bittersweet. Relieved but wistful, and surprisingly uncertain. 'Anything else,' huh? If he wants her to be honest... ]


Even if you tried, I'm come running after you. I don't care how hard or ugly things can be, you're important to me. And I don't--

[ "I don't want to be left alone again."

Bringing their hands together, cupping hers around his, Hibiki's usual confidence seems like it's a world away. But he did say he wanted them to be honest with each other, right? Well... ]


So, no secrets. No shying away from difficult or ugly things because you're afraid what the other person might think. Because I want to still be friends... and anything else.
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