[ well!

reiji's not expecting that to say the least. sure, he'll let haruki get on top of him (he's not enjoying it at all, obviously, promise), but the pillow in the face does impede everything. he makes a few muffled noises as he waves his arms around, wondering if haruki will just let up on his own, because obviously he doesn't have to take this. he just thinks he deserves this. alas............

it does bother him a bit, the implication that anyone (even haruki) could replace or work as a stand-in for his beloved dad, but he's not about to delve into those feelings right now.

aghhh, it would be nice to hear haruki as himself say he loves him, though. not that he's counting on that after this stunt.

anyway, as soon as reiji's had enough (he wants to breath), he'll just abruptly and suddenly wrap his legs around haruki's hips before trying to flip him over (right onto the floor, since there's nowhere else to go) with his own body weight. and he definitely weighs more than haruki, so he doesn't anticipate much defense there. if he gets that far, he's definitely grabbing the pillow from haruki, too. not sure what he's going to do with it yet.

definitely nothing as barbaric as his brother though, because he's sweet and innocent. kind of. ]

— Yooou think too much about Dad.

[ saying this like he doesn't. but still. ]

It's like acclimating a stray animal to a scent or something...? I want you both to get along.