On Your Doorstep

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On Your Doorstep

They ended up on your doorstep, quite literally. Bloody, possibly. Bruised, most definitely, though the wounds may be mental. You probably don't know them from Adam, yet you couldn't find it in you to turn them away - whether they wanted you to or not. So you opened up your home, just for a little while.

But it's getting to be more than a little while. Both of you are finding a comfort zone, because you didn't simply open up your home. Admit it or don't, but you've opened up your heart all the same.

Their's is slowly following, if its reluctant at all.

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[takirider]

[Excuse Taki while he makes this gay. That hand of yours, Hongo? He's covering it with his own to try and still it.]

And neither will giving yourself shit over it. You failed, did you? Two people died? So what are you gonna do differently next time? Don't wallow, Hongo, it's not like you. Shit happens.

[He might have squeezed Hongo's hand a little, in hopes that he feels it.]

If I know you, you did way more than anybody else would have been able to.