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[willing_sheath]

[A standard pre-recorded message starts:]

Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system. [There are a few long moments of dead silence before someone draws a breath speaks in a stiff, uncomfortable tone:] Himura Tomoe... [and another long few seconds of silence where she apparently didn't realize how to stop the recording.] is not available. At the tone, please record your message. When you have finished recording, you may hang up or press one for more options. To leave a callback number, press five.

[BEEP]



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[willing_sheath]

[Tomoe comes up behind him, setting her hand to his shoulder gently before moving around the bench to stand before him. She doesn't say anything, simply lifting her hands and combing her fingers back through his hair, looking down to him with a soft and concerned expression before pulling him close to her.]

[embracethewind]

( those pure displays of affection are enough to make him feel small and childish as he looks up at her after her arrival, with how her hands are gentle and how her fingers rake through his bangs that lower his eyelids, enjoying her touch with a loving face.

that gap between them is closed by her arms, his own clinging to that frame she loves so much, his head resting against her belly. )

Tomoe...

[willing_sheath]

[She sighs quietly as his arms close around her, one of here hands stroking down his back and the other remaining to stroke his hair.]

I love you, Souji... and I know you love me... Nothing this place does is going to change that...

[embracethewind]

( with that answer, with how she's making him feel loved through her touches, there's also a hint of remorse for leaving her to her own devices. despite they have settled it with a mutual understanding, he still can't let go of the guilt. he still can't let go of the knowledge that they don't belong fully to each other and that his heart is divided.

and it shows as he looks up at her with heavy eyes filled with desperation, his arms holding her yet.

is she... smiling? )

It almost did. It almost broke us apart. I will never let you go unless you want me to.

[willing_sheath]

[Perhaps he is becoming more perceptive as their time together continues on... It isn't a smile by any normal person's standards--but she isn't normal. Her expression is serene, her eyes warm--it is, indeed, just about the closest she's ever been to a contented smile.]

[She shakes her head gently]

It doesn't work that way... even if we were driven apart... I would not stop loving you, Souji... That isn't how love works... [At least it isn't how her love works.]

[embracethewind]

( he can see it, however, he wonders if someday there will be a smile on her face because of him. he's starting to have doubts.

his head lowers, unsatisfied with that answer. is she confirming another separation? )

Is that so?

[willing_sheath]

[Perhaps he needs to rethink his definitions. If he did maybe he would realize that he does make her smile and he does make her laugh--it just isn't in the same way.]

Yes, it is.

[Alas... she doesn't realize he is misinterpreting her words...]

[embracethewind]

( of course he's not asking for a fake smile or a frequent smile, only one that comes from the heart, as long as she wants, it won't make him love her less if not. he promised a smile for both of them, that he did, although his heart feels hurt, jealous, overprotective. only minimal, but it's there, and tomoe would feel overwhelmed if she knew about such selfishness.

he wants to be with her, with constance, with meryl. how when his heart feels divided in many pieces?

his body clings to her, pressing his forehead against her stomach in silence. )

[willing_sheath]

[Tomoe holds him as he clings to her, running a hand up and down his back, the other resting against the nape of his neck.]