[ dolph has been here so long. he's grieved so much already that he feels his life is made of grief. with no absolution, only an ugly mangled death at the end. the emptiness he saw.
but he understood. he can feel them too, still. he's no so numb that the tendrils of pain haven't clasped themselves around. grief stays because love lingers. ]
I'm here.
[ he reaches for the back of oda's neck and presses their foreheads together. ]
[Dolph knocks their foreheads together, and Oda thinks he must have cracked right open. His hands never shake, but they do now. He grips the hem of Dolph's shirt, tight.]
[Even asking just that is more vulnerability than Oda would have shown anyone a year ago. He always lived alone before coming here. As it stands, he can't imagine going back to that empty cottage, Dazai's room rid of every sign of him.
[He straightens where they stand, taking a deep breath and nodding his head. His hand grips the back of Dolph's neck, tight and secure.]
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but he understood. he can feel them too, still. he's no so numb that the tendrils of pain haven't clasped themselves around. grief stays because love lingers. ]
I'm here.
[ he reaches for the back of oda's neck and presses their foreheads together. ]
We're here.
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Let me stay a while, would ya?
[His eyes are squeezed shut.]
Just a little while.
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[ his hand slides down to the small of oda's back, reassuring. ]
Stay as long as you need to.
we can wrap or feel free to keep going if u have more? :3c
[He straightens where they stand, taking a deep breath and nodding his head. His hand grips the back of Dolph's neck, tight and secure.]
Thank you, Dolph.
wrapped!
I'm here for you.
[ and he better check on the others. he suspects that they're all reacting . . . poorly.
he might be the only adult left. ]