H-Hey, Nageki, wait! [Hitori scrambles out from under the covers to follow Nageki into the kitchen.
He knows he doesn't have to be the ideal young birdie when it's just him and Nageki. He knows very well that Nageki can, for the most part, take care of himself and do simple tasks like make breakfast. But there's still a part of Hitori that feels he'll have failed Nageki if he can't provide for him in every way. Having even the smallest upset in their usual routine is - he can't. He can't.
He may have to, though. Because the minute Hitori steps into the kitchen, the adrenaline fueled energy is sucked out of him almost as quickly as it came. The pulsing is suddenly back but now it's hammering and his whole body sways with heat. Hitori reaches out to grab something - anything - to keep himself steady.] Nageki - !
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He knows he doesn't have to be the ideal young birdie when it's just him and Nageki. He knows very well that Nageki can, for the most part, take care of himself and do simple tasks like make breakfast. But there's still a part of Hitori that feels he'll have failed Nageki if he can't provide for him in every way. Having even the smallest upset in their usual routine is - he can't. He can't.
He may have to, though. Because the minute Hitori steps into the kitchen, the adrenaline fueled energy is sucked out of him almost as quickly as it came. The pulsing is suddenly back but now it's hammering and his whole body sways with heat. Hitori reaches out to grab something - anything - to keep himself steady.] Nageki - !