[No matter how much time has passed, Soubi still tries his hardest to hide any injury from Ritsuka. It didn't matter what happened to him so long as he could protect Ritsuka, for all that he'd never expected to come to actually care for the boy up until they'd finally met. But he had.
And now, after everything that's happened, he frowns at the Sacrifice. At least this time he doesn't stop his shirt from being undone and pushed aside to show the long gash in his side. Was he growing so careless?]
...It's nothing, Ritsuka. I can handle it.
[Not that he really wanted to. But wants and needs didn't matter when it came to him, unless they were Ritsuka's wants or needs.]
no subject
And now, after everything that's happened, he frowns at the Sacrifice. At least this time he doesn't stop his shirt from being undone and pushed aside to show the long gash in his side. Was he growing so careless?]
...It's nothing, Ritsuka. I can handle it.
[Not that he really wanted to. But wants and needs didn't matter when it came to him, unless they were Ritsuka's wants or needs.]