[ he's picked up like a piece of paper, obeying his orders and wrapping his legs around him... as well as circling his arms around his neck, pressing his nose to the crook of his neck. ]

Shut up. You don't get it.

[ he doesn't get it!!!! he doesn't get how he wishes reiji was sanemitsu's real son, actually. haruki would trade places with him in a heartbeat. reiji would be happier, his deadbeat father would be happier... haruki would be... fine. so why are things so unfair for them? he talks into his skin, muffled by reiji's hair. ]

I wish I could do a complete blood transfusion where I would not have a single drop of my original blood in me, give it to you, and get some rando's blood put into mine. Doesn't matter who it is. They'd be just as a good a father to me as the slug was, anyway.

[ oughhh his head feels light. maybe he should shut up and stop moping. ]