[Sometimes oftentimes he finds himself wondering the same. As headstrong and self-reliant as he is, “who is Sousuke now?” drifts around his mind. He knows Rin's thinking the same thing. Both of them have such pride with those tall ambitions and intense focuses. He's told Rin before that nothing Ariel does can stop Rin from being Rin... but... how can he say that when “Sousuke” doesn't feel like himself in his own skin. “Sousuke” doesn't go walking out into a city in the middle of the night. “Sousuke” doesn't stand around naked with his shoulder brace on staring up at the stars. “Sousuke” doesn't get broken... “Sousuke” doesn't feel lonely.
But you're lying.
He sighs, glancing over his shoulder towards his townhouse again. Someday, he needs to learn not to think so much. Whatever happened to all that self-reliance? Or has it become just another mask to wear? He contents himself with the soft sounds of Rin still in the tub, idly wondering how long he's been in there as he turns to face the sidewalk again, shoving his hands into his pockets like normal. Ne, Rin... Are we ever going to get better?]
Hn, you got sick too, so shut up.
[He has to laugh a little at the memory. It remains in his heart, tender and ever-warm. The night he finally confessed those feelings. He glances up at the sudden sound of sloshing water. Without the sound of a towel whipping off the hook either. Honestly, Rin...]
I see. Make me get dressed and walk while you walk around naked and pour water all over the floor.
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oftentimeshe finds himself wondering the same. As headstrong and self-reliant as he is, “who is Sousuke now?” drifts around his mind. He knows Rin's thinking the same thing. Both of them have such pride with those tall ambitions and intense focuses. He's told Rin before that nothing Ariel does can stop Rin from being Rin... but... how can he say that when “Sousuke” doesn't feel like himself in his own skin. “Sousuke” doesn't go walking out into a city in the middle of the night. “Sousuke” doesn't stand around naked with his shoulder brace on staring up at the stars. “Sousuke” doesn't get broken... “Sousuke” doesn't feel lonely.But you're lying.
He sighs, glancing over his shoulder towards his townhouse again. Someday, he needs to learn not to think so much. Whatever happened to all that self-reliance? Or has it become just another mask to wear? He contents himself with the soft sounds of Rin still in the tub, idly wondering how long he's been in there as he turns to face the sidewalk again, shoving his hands into his pockets like normal. Ne, Rin... Are we ever going to get better?]
Hn, you got sick too, so shut up.
[He has to laugh a little at the memory. It remains in his heart, tender and ever-warm. The night he finally confessed those feelings. He glances up at the sudden sound of sloshing water. Without the sound of a towel whipping off the hook either. Honestly, Rin...]
I see. Make me get dressed and walk while you walk around naked and pour water all over the floor.