I bring my other hand around to pat Junichi's where he's gripping me. He's right, of course, but I think the shock of the thing has him acting a bit more snappish than usual.
I meet his eyes briefly, and I always could sort of tell what he was thinking. We thought the same way when first we met, and it's only gotten worse in the years since. Of course I know what he's thinking, what he's feeling, because I'm feeling and thinking the same. And they could not be more at odds.
"Is Katsumi alright?" I ask quietly after a moment. Surely Jou would be much more sober if anything... truly terrible had happened to his son. His oldest son, I can't help but think, like Takuji. With a house full of younger brothers, like me and Takeshi.
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Date: 2012-05-13 06:52 pm (UTC)I meet his eyes briefly, and I always could sort of tell what he was thinking. We thought the same way when first we met, and it's only gotten worse in the years since. Of course I know what he's thinking, what he's feeling, because I'm feeling and thinking the same. And they could not be more at odds.
"Is Katsumi alright?" I ask quietly after a moment. Surely Jou would be much more sober if anything... truly terrible had happened to his son. His oldest son, I can't help but think, like Takuji. With a house full of younger brothers, like me and Takeshi.
Damn it.