[ And the tenderness in his eyes doesn't leave, even as something in those depths holds ground. ]
Well, whoever they are, they don't count. [ There's a gentle tug of a smile on the corner of his mouth. ] White noise, Hikaru. That's all they are.
[ What was it his mother had said--
Right.
Catching one of your hands now, passing a thumb over the lines crisscrossing on Hikaru's palm.
( How could a monster have such gentle hands? ) ]
Mom told me what you did. How you stayed and kept her company until she was more or less okay.
Anyone else would have let her be. But not you.
[ His eyes are a little misty now, and he's lifting your palm to his lips and pressing a kiss to the center of it. ] If you were unnecessary, I wouldn't have gotten her back. The world would have since gone to shit, and no one would be better off.
[ Honesty Hour. Because he needs you to hear all this. ] I stopped believing in a God that gave a shit after my mom left without a word. It helped a little when I got sick, easier to think that random, shitty things just happen because you draw the short straw.
But I'm not dead. I have my family and my boys back, I have a blade I would gladly lay myself on the line for, and people who I respect who seem to see something in me that I'm still wrapping my head around.
[ He's pinning you with an honest-to-Elaine look that shows his heart there in his eyes. ] You've had your hand in my life even before either of us ever met.
I don't believe in much by way of divine intervention, but it's a pretty sound defense for why you're relevant enough to exist.
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Well, whoever they are, they don't count. [ There's a gentle tug of a smile on the corner of his mouth. ] White noise, Hikaru. That's all they are.
[ What was it his mother had said--
Right.
Catching one of your hands now, passing a thumb over the lines crisscrossing on Hikaru's palm.
( How could a monster have such gentle hands? ) ]
Mom told me what you did. How you stayed and kept her company until she was more or less okay.
Anyone else would have let her be. But not you.
[ His eyes are a little misty now, and he's lifting your palm to his lips and pressing a kiss to the center of it. ] If you were unnecessary, I wouldn't have gotten her back. The world would have since gone to shit, and no one would be better off.
[ Honesty Hour. Because he needs you to hear all this. ] I stopped believing in a God that gave a shit after my mom left without a word. It helped a little when I got sick, easier to think that random, shitty things just happen because you draw the short straw.
But I'm not dead. I have my family and my boys back, I have a blade I would gladly lay myself on the line for, and people who I respect who seem to see something in me that I'm still wrapping my head around.
[ He's pinning you with an honest-to-Elaine look that shows his heart there in his eyes. ] You've had your hand in my life even before either of us ever met.
I don't believe in much by way of divine intervention, but it's a pretty sound defense for why you're relevant enough to exist.