[Yu is silent and still for a moment as Scott puts his arms around him. His posture is tense, arms at his sides, frozen.
Should I? The question rattles around in his mind, echoing like some kind of sad refrain. A what if. What if someone else leaves? What if missing people is too hard? It had been ages since he had to go home to an empty house, and even though he knew it was inevitable --his life in Tokyo had been getting closer by the minute, before he got here-- it never felt this hard, before.
What if it's better, knowing to expect the empty house...?
Even as Yu thinks it, he knows he can't go back to it. He's changed, and sometimes that's for the better. By that same token, sometimes it's going to hurt. Pushing people away after the fact won't make it hurt any less; it'll just mean he has to deal with that pain alone.
His frozen posture melts all at once; his chin ducks down onto Scott's shoulders, reciprocating the hug almost desperately, squeezing his eyes shut.]
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Should I? The question rattles around in his mind, echoing like some kind of sad refrain. A what if. What if someone else leaves? What if missing people is too hard? It had been ages since he had to go home to an empty house, and even though he knew it was inevitable --his life in Tokyo had been getting closer by the minute, before he got here-- it never felt this hard, before.
What if it's better, knowing to expect the empty house...?
Even as Yu thinks it, he knows he can't go back to it. He's changed, and sometimes that's for the better. By that same token, sometimes it's going to hurt. Pushing people away after the fact won't make it hurt any less; it'll just mean he has to deal with that pain alone.
His frozen posture melts all at once; his chin ducks down onto Scott's shoulders, reciprocating the hug almost desperately, squeezing his eyes shut.]
Hey.