[He doesn't want to agree. He doesn't want this to be hard. They've had to have it hard for long enough already, he doesn't want it to be harder still.
But it has to be, and it should be. It's hard, accepting that on one level even as he rebels against it on a different one.]
I just...don't want you to think we abandoned you. Because if — if you're going to think that, even once, even for a second...then I can't go. I won't. Okay?
[ He laughs despite himself. Brings his free hand up to Jotaro's cheek and lets his eyes crinkle as he shudders with laughter again. ]
You never would. Neither of you. I know. [ Jotaro would never abandon him, he knows that much for certain. It's why he has to carefully negotiate just to keep him from putting his life on hold for two months and keeping Adrian in a place where he'll always look like an outsider. And he knows Adrian less well, but well enough to know that 'don't leave me' is one of the few desperate requests that keeps him from hiding in coffins. Adrian wouldn't abandon anyone. ] There'll be times that I'm mad you're not there. But I won't think it's because you left me alone.
And I will find a way to let you know that I'm mad from halfway across the world. You don't need to worry about that.
You can be mad. You get to be mad at anything you want. You can get so mad you'll get well in a hurry just to come kick my ass about it.
[He turns his head, bringing his lips to touch against Kakyoin's fingertips, each one in its turn before sinking down to kiss his palm as well.]
I'll leave you my coat. You can wear it around the hospital and look like a real thug. And I'll keep your earrings. So you have to come back and get them yourself.
This isn't a new revelation, but it doesn't hit any less hard for a lack of novelty. He loves Jotaro Kujo. Not because he's desperate and lonely. Not because he's so starved for human connection that he doesn't realise that it isn't meant to hurt. Not because Jotaro was the first person to really believe he was worth anything or because he saved him or because he owes him.
He loves Jotaro Kujo because Jotaro Kujo can never manage to kiss him just once. Because he needed to be convinced to leave him be rather than putting his life on hold to wait for him where anyone else would need to be convinced not to abandon him. Because he's kind, and because he's good at making people feel like they're worth kindness.
His other hand, the one buried in Jotaro's hair, pushes his head forward until their lips connect again. He kisses. Kisses again. Doesn't move back, so his lips are still moving over Jotaro's when he speaks. ]
We have time, before that. We should make the most of it.
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[He doesn't want to agree. He doesn't want this to be hard. They've had to have it hard for long enough already, he doesn't want it to be harder still.
But it has to be, and it should be. It's hard, accepting that on one level even as he rebels against it on a different one.]
I just...don't want you to think we abandoned you. Because if — if you're going to think that, even once, even for a second...then I can't go. I won't. Okay?
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[ He laughs despite himself. Brings his free hand up to Jotaro's cheek and lets his eyes crinkle as he shudders with laughter again. ]
You never would. Neither of you. I know. [ Jotaro would never abandon him, he knows that much for certain. It's why he has to carefully negotiate just to keep him from putting his life on hold for two months and keeping Adrian in a place where he'll always look like an outsider. And he knows Adrian less well, but well enough to know that 'don't leave me' is one of the few desperate requests that keeps him from hiding in coffins. Adrian wouldn't abandon anyone. ] There'll be times that I'm mad you're not there. But I won't think it's because you left me alone.
And I will find a way to let you know that I'm mad from halfway across the world. You don't need to worry about that.
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[He turns his head, bringing his lips to touch against Kakyoin's fingertips, each one in its turn before sinking down to kiss his palm as well.]
I'll leave you my coat. You can wear it around the hospital and look like a real thug. And I'll keep your earrings. So you have to come back and get them yourself.
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[ Jotaro turns to kiss his hand over and over and
and he loves him.
This isn't a new revelation, but it doesn't hit any less hard for a lack of novelty. He loves Jotaro Kujo. Not because he's desperate and lonely. Not because he's so starved for human connection that he doesn't realise that it isn't meant to hurt. Not because Jotaro was the first person to really believe he was worth anything or because he saved him or because he owes him.
He loves Jotaro Kujo because Jotaro Kujo can never manage to kiss him just once. Because he needed to be convinced to leave him be rather than putting his life on hold to wait for him where anyone else would need to be convinced not to abandon him. Because he's kind, and because he's good at making people feel like they're worth kindness.
His other hand, the one buried in Jotaro's hair, pushes his head forward until their lips connect again. He kisses. Kisses again. Doesn't move back, so his lips are still moving over Jotaro's when he speaks. ]
We have time, before that. We should make the most of it.