[It's comforting indeed, the familiar closeness and rhythm as Ayumu sets about making lunch.]
Shall I go fetch the glasses? We can eat at the couch.
[Easier to sit together that way. For all that Ayumu had tried to get close to him before, Hizumi had driven him away. Maybe it was for the better, maybe not, but right now, he's definitely craving for Ayumu's usual affection. The soft, warm kind, unlike the cold he'd held as 'God.']
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[It's comforting indeed, the familiar closeness and rhythm as Ayumu sets about making lunch.]
Shall I go fetch the glasses? We can eat at the couch.
[Easier to sit together that way. For all that Ayumu had tried to get close to him before, Hizumi had driven him away. Maybe it was for the better, maybe not, but right now, he's definitely craving for Ayumu's usual affection. The soft, warm kind, unlike the cold he'd held as 'God.']