[Matsuyo takes his hands and squeezes them, talks softly to him through tears, and repeatedly stops him from apologizing before he even starts. Jyushimatsu, even markedly less energetic due to the situation, is quick to pull both Matsuyo and Ichimatsu into his arms, and eventually tugs a reluctant Choromatsu into the embrace, and Ichimatsu isn't even aware he's crying until Matsuyo has broken up the group hug and has her arms just around him, hands in his hair and shushing.]
[He folds himself up in the chair he's set in, allowing her gentle comfort and trying desperately not to fall apart in her arms. He doesn't deserve the attention he's getting, not when Osomatsu is dying a few feet away. He's pretty sure he says something like that, and Matsuyo boffs him lightly on the head and recoils. An exchange between she and Choromatsu results in the third son leaving the room for drinks for them all, and Matsuyo drags a chair up alongside Ichimatsu's to sit with him, calling Karamatsu and Matsuzou over shortly after.]
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Date: 2016-09-18 06:16 am (UTC)[He folds himself up in the chair he's set in, allowing her gentle comfort and trying desperately not to fall apart in her arms. He doesn't deserve the attention he's getting, not when Osomatsu is dying a few feet away. He's pretty sure he says something like that, and Matsuyo boffs him lightly on the head and recoils. An exchange between she and Choromatsu results in the third son leaving the room for drinks for them all, and Matsuyo drags a chair up alongside Ichimatsu's to sit with him, calling Karamatsu and Matsuzou over shortly after.]