[He does his best not to move, to barely breathe when Takatora says his name, holds his face. He just looks up at his brother, trying to keep his expression apologetic. It doesn't feel like it's fine. But he doesn't know what else to do...]
[He doesn't want to push his brother farther away, but he needs his space. He doesn't want to bend to his will, but he needs his approval. He doesn't want to be a child anymore, but being an adult has more burdens. He doesn't know what to do.]
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[He doesn't want to push his brother farther away, but he needs his space. He doesn't want to bend to his will, but he needs his approval. He doesn't want to be a child anymore, but being an adult has more burdens. He doesn't know what to do.]