[ When he says it like that -- like it's a promise he truly intends to keep, Yuuri feels herself start to shake. Her eyes burn with tears again and it's only with the utmost effort that she manages to keep them from spilling out. She'd never let herself consider anything other than surviving. That was dangerously close to actually giving up. But there hadn't been any sort of plan for life after the Fantasy Sweet. And once her friends were saved, there was nothing left for her in her world. She would've been adrift, without anything except whatever was left of herself and the School Living Club once they were home.
But... that place doesn't have to be home anymore. She can choose now. Home can be somewhere else -- with someone else.
Squeezing her eyes shut, Yuuri presses her face into his shoulder. She wants to say I'm sorry again. It's been such a long, hard week and at the end of it, Junpei shouldn't have to be the one comforting her like this. But he is. With the utmost tenderness and without an ounce of impatience or bitterness, he is.
And... isn't that what he's always done? ]
Junpei, I-- [ what she finally manages to get out, in a tight choking voice, isn't an apology. She's clinging onto him, afraid she might go adrift if she dares let go. ] Thank you. Thank you so much. For everything.
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But... that place doesn't have to be home anymore. She can choose now. Home can be somewhere else -- with someone else.
Squeezing her eyes shut, Yuuri presses her face into his shoulder. She wants to say I'm sorry again. It's been such a long, hard week and at the end of it, Junpei shouldn't have to be the one comforting her like this. But he is. With the utmost tenderness and without an ounce of impatience or bitterness, he is.
And... isn't that what he's always done? ]
Junpei, I-- [ what she finally manages to get out, in a tight choking voice, isn't an apology. She's clinging onto him, afraid she might go adrift if she dares let go. ] Thank you. Thank you so much. For everything.