WEARY IS HE NOW. Any & all perkiness he had possessed was quickly being replaced with an exceptionally worrisome FATIGUE & while Masaomi himself might not be too concerned about his health , that isn’t to say the same can be said for his caretaker. A soft whine escapes him as he all but clings to Tamaki in sudden desperation. Truth be told , he was becoming a bit scared. Fear is a vulnerable emotion. One he oftentimes cannot afford the luxury of allowing to get in the way of things. Not when he had so much to consider. What would happen to his men ? The warehouse ? The one true place he had ever belonged. Soft chocolate hues shut once again at Tamaki’s touch & a sigh of his own soon replicates the elder’s. But here , he was safe. Tamaki was with him. It would be okay , wouldn’t it ? He wasn’t about to object. Tamaki had caught him red handed after all. It was no use now. Bracing himself , he positions himself , wrapping his arms gently ‘cross his elder brother’s neck. He rests his head calmly ‘pon his shoulder. Tamaki won’t allow him to fall , he knows this. Glancing every which way , the younger blond gives a silent nod followed by a hum. A sheepish smile soon sneaks its way slowly onto his lips as he shakes locks of gold left & right. ‘ I know , I know. Nothin’ gets by the King , right ? Sorry. I just — ‘ A sigh , half hearted. ‘ I don’t wanna burden you , Tamaki. You do more than enough for me already. ‘
feeling a head upon his shoulder, golden locks brighter than his own against his cheek, tamaki’s frame relaxes. ( how small masaomi feels, clinging to his back. ) readjusting his grip, he hums at the apology ; it’s unnecessary, forgiveness ready - given without. what terseness he musters is a product of concern, not anger. ❛ you aren’t a burden, masaomi. what i -- or the others, for that matter -- do for you is our choice. we want to do it, even if you object. ❜ features soften, fondness rising in his chest. ❛ you have friends here. rely on us more. ❜ turning a corner, he heads down the main staircase with slow steps, attempting not to jar his passenger.
❛ you know, i always wanted to carry a brother or sister around like this. i would tie toys to my back and dash about. it made my tutors laugh. ❜ he chuckles, neither abashed nor proud, then turns to see the other over his shoulder. ❛ i’m sorry you’re feeling unwell, but i’m a bit happy too. i like taking care of my little brother. you can’t call that burdening me, can you ? ❜ slipping into the infirmary, he heads to a vacant bed and lowers himself for masaomi to climb off. then, bringing a chair closer, he settles at the beside. ❛ how are you feeling ? ❜
