[It takes Michi's brain a minute to catch up to the warmth of Mikey's arm around his shoulders. Even after he comprehends what's happening, he still can't believe it. The embrace is painfully familiar, transporting him back to that fateful day when he stood his ground in Mikey's place. The day when everything was supposed to end.
Relief washes over him, and with it, a river of tears. The person standing before him is Mikey, the real Mikey. Mikey with his heart still intact. Takemichi doesn't have to fight him. He doesn't have to save him, not anymore.
Mikey's back.]
Sorry.
[He tries to pull out of Mikey's embrace before he completely soaks the poor guy's arm.]
You're right. I...
[He wipes at his face, desperate to plug his stupid, leaking eyeballs. Then he shoots a toothy grin Mikey's way. His eyes are still red and puffy. Just ignore it.]
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Relief washes over him, and with it, a river of tears. The person standing before him is Mikey, the real Mikey. Mikey with his heart still intact. Takemichi doesn't have to fight him. He doesn't have to save him, not anymore.
Mikey's back.]
Sorry.
[He tries to pull out of Mikey's embrace before he completely soaks the poor guy's arm.]
You're right. I...
[He wipes at his face, desperate to plug his stupid, leaking eyeballs. Then he shoots a toothy grin Mikey's way. His eyes are still red and puffy. Just ignore it.]
That was totally lame of me!