[Kouta just pulls Micchy as close as he can and comfortingly rubs the other's back as he listens to him speak. The urge to track this guy back down and knock some sense into him or at least yell at him a bit is far too tempting. Kouta's not sure he'll be able to fight that urge down if he runs into him again.]

I'm really sorry that happened to you...

[Kouta squeezes him again, his heart sinking a bit. Micchy really was like a little brother to him.]

If he did something like that... I understand not wanting to tell your brother, but if it might stop him from getting close to you again...