[Eiji's gaze pulled away immediately when he felt Emi turn towards him. The bruising around his throat had turned an ugly, mottled purple hue - they were getting better, but the sight of them still made the demi-human feel slightly sick inside.
Remember, anything that happened to him at Koriko was Eiji's fault. Emi stayed for him, he was the only reason the blond was even in a position to get hurt so badly. He caused the loneliness that made Emi so attractive to the tsubaki spirit. His attachment to Emi made him a target for his shadow.
He was the reason Emi went to prison. He was the reason Emi's bike got crashed into a ravine. He was the reason Emi got wailed on by thugs with a baseball bat.
All of it added up to what felt like an undeniable truth. No amount of rationalizing could make it go away.
Eiji drew his knees towards his chest and folded his arms across them, kneading his fingers in restless anxiety. Voice dull, he stared at the floor and muttered the obvious:]
no subject
Remember, anything that happened to him at Koriko was Eiji's fault. Emi stayed for him, he was the only reason the blond was even in a position to get hurt so badly. He caused the loneliness that made Emi so attractive to the tsubaki spirit. His attachment to Emi made him a target for his shadow.
He was the reason Emi went to prison. He was the reason Emi's bike got crashed into a ravine. He was the reason Emi got wailed on by thugs with a baseball bat.
All of it added up to what felt like an undeniable truth. No amount of rationalizing could make it go away.
Eiji drew his knees towards his chest and folded his arms across them, kneading his fingers in restless anxiety. Voice dull, he stared at the floor and muttered the obvious:]
There's soup.