Mar 27, 2017
Kaito exhales in a ghost of a sigh, but patiently holds out his arm, sleeve already rolled up and out of the way. "C'mon, drink," he insists calmly, beckoning. "You know it'll only get worse if you don't. I trust you, it's fine, I promise."
ā...I canāt...Kaito, I canāt.ā Donāt offer him that kind of thing...!Ā āYou shouldnāt trust me right now.ā Heāll be able to hold back to an extent, heās sure of it, but he canāt take his--Kaitoās, blood. He cares too much about you, idiot...Ā āIāll find something...Iām sorry...ā That he needs blood, that he canāt accept your help, that heās...
...like this.
