[Kouta pouts at him again, but smiles a little at the touch to his neck.]
It's fine. ... don't move yet.
[He stands up carefully, a bit light headed, before wandering off to a part of the garage and returning shortly with a box of tissues. He perches on the top of Micchy's legs, cleaning his hands, then pulling at Micchy's pants a bit more.]
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It's fine. ... don't move yet.
[He stands up carefully, a bit light headed, before wandering off to a part of the garage and returning shortly with a box of tissues. He perches on the top of Micchy's legs, cleaning his hands, then pulling at Micchy's pants a bit more.]