8/10/2023 0 Comments Regain culrs after dyingEven in his death I want him to wait for me and it kills me inside to think so selfishly.” “But…some part of me doesn’t want him to go ahead without me. And more than anything, I want him to be able to lead the life he should’ve had.” Muichirou’s lip trembles, and he bites it to steady himself. Older brothers have always been a sore subject between them. On instinct, Genya tightens his hold around him. “I’ve been thinking about my brother lately.” He confesses, fingers tracing idle patterns across Genya’s yukata. Being reborn doesn’t sound so bad.”Ī small smile curls across Muichirou’s face. “And maybe after that, I’ll be okay with it. “…I’d want to see my family again.” He replies slowly. It’s sort of like a second chance at life, right? Most people would want that, I think.” “I guess I believe in it, to some extent. “Okay, okay.” He relents, kissing the shorter boy’s pout away. He valued his life, thank you very much.) Muichirou purses his lips, which honestly came off as more adorable than menacing. There’s a sharp pain as Muichirou pinches his arm. “Love, you can’t just answer my question with another question.” “Why reincarnation though? What brought this on?” But I’d be even happier if you answered my question.” Muichirou giggles, reminiscent of bells chiming in the wind. Not a second goes by where I don’t long for your presence.” He sighs dramatically. “Mui, I can’t even close my eyes without seeing your face. But there’s that twinkle in his eyes, the one that betrays his amusement and calls for Genya to play along. You do, don’t you?” Muichirou asks, the faintest hint of a threat looming behind his words. “I’d be sorely disappointed if you didn’t. “That I spend those moments thinking about you?” “What do you want me to say?” Genya laughs, putting his sword away so he can pull his boyfriend into his lap. “Or when you’re praying? Or lighting incense? Or meditating again?” “Really? Even when you’re meditating with Himejima-san?” He teases, wrapping his arms around broad shoulders. Muichirou doesn’t reply, only making that microscopic journey from the comfort of his futon to Genya’s side. I’ve never actually thought about it.” Genya admits, his mind having drawn a blank at where this conversation was heading. (And anyway, is it really favouritism if they’re dating?) It’s a privilege awarded only to Genya-not surprising, but a stark contrast to how Muichirou treats the other slayers like they’re dirt beneath his feet. They’re holed up in Muichirou’s room after another gruelling day of Pillar training, free to tend to their exhaustion as well as enjoy each other’s company in peace. “I’m not asking what Himejima-san believes. Even while dressed in a simple yukata, the younger boy was the definition of ethereal as sunlight streamed in through the open window, framing his soft features in a halo. The question hangs in the air and Genya stops whatever he’s doing, cloth still hovering over his unpolished blade.Īcross from him, teal eyes narrow.
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