[It's... odd, suddenly, to be carried this way. It's far from the first time it's happened-- He can recall at least twice Karamatsu has carried him home on his back because he was too drunk to walk home on his own.]
[Funny, Karamatsu was always taking care of him when all he did was spit acid at him with words and gestures. His arms tighten carefully around the second born's shoulders, and he tries not to think too hard about what it must mean that he's jogging. Maybe he's just trying to catch a bus so they don't have to wait. Yeah, that had to be it. Bus schedules were tricky, after all...]
[He feels how tense he is, from being on his back, and for the first time in probably ten years he has a conscientious thought for Karamatsu. One of his hands shifts and pats his brother's collarbone.]
...make a left, up here. It's quicker.
[When you've malnourished yourself to the point that walking a block can take an hour, you start relying on short cuts when you need things.]
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Date: 2016-08-12 06:52 am (UTC)[Funny, Karamatsu was always taking care of him when all he did was spit acid at him with words and gestures. His arms tighten carefully around the second born's shoulders, and he tries not to think too hard about what it must mean that he's jogging. Maybe he's just trying to catch a bus so they don't have to wait. Yeah, that had to be it. Bus schedules were tricky, after all...]
[He feels how tense he is, from being on his back, and for the first time in probably ten years he has a conscientious thought for Karamatsu. One of his hands shifts and pats his brother's collarbone.]
...make a left, up here. It's quicker.
[When you've malnourished yourself to the point that walking a block can take an hour, you start relying on short cuts when you need things.]