[His eye shifts up with practice as Senri's hand moves in. The motion is something he should know by heart more than anything, and he does, but he doesn't... expect it from Senri, of all people.
It isn't bad, just strangely misplaced.
He looks shocked, and his chest clenches. The warmth that spreads through him isn't anger, or embarrassment, or even love. It's deeper. Familial. It's painful and aching and incredibly lonely. It's the taste of family before it's ripped away and crushed. His lip trembles, his brow furrows, but he swallows and he's fine.
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It isn't bad, just strangely misplaced.
He looks shocked, and his chest clenches. The warmth that spreads through him isn't anger, or embarrassment, or even love. It's deeper. Familial. It's painful and aching and incredibly lonely. It's the taste of family before it's ripped away and crushed. His lip trembles, his brow furrows, but he swallows and he's fine.
He looks down.]