[He's silent for a moment as Ayumu settles in his arms, marveling at the physical presence he had so longed for all this time, reconciling those last moments he'd seen Ayumu with the smiling face and the warm body in front of him now.
This is real. This is real. And that confirmation is enough to cause the air to blossom with warmth.
He presses a brief kiss to Ayumu's neck before mumbling into his shoulder. The tears are definitely beginning to run now, and his voice is part laugh, part exasperated sigh.]
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This is real. This is real. And that confirmation is enough to cause the air to blossom with warmth.
He presses a brief kiss to Ayumu's neck before mumbling into his shoulder. The tears are definitely beginning to run now, and his voice is part laugh, part exasperated sigh.]
'M not made to exist without you, you know?
[It was both a pathetic and painful realization.]