I understand, more and more each day, as I explore the bounds and limits of my developing relationship with Hiromu, how much this must be wearing on Masato.
His relationship with the Commander is decidedly more detailed and in depth than mine with Hiromu. There is an extended history there, an adult history that I can't compete with. Nor do I necessarily want to.
But I am beginning to understand how painful it must be, not to be able to really feel it when they touch. Not just anyone's touch, but specifically this person who he cares for in that way.
I sigh a little as I pull away, and shift my hands around so I can brush one through his hair.
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Date: 2012-12-18 07:14 am (UTC)His relationship with the Commander is decidedly more detailed and in depth than mine with Hiromu. There is an extended history there, an adult history that I can't compete with. Nor do I necessarily want to.
But I am beginning to understand how painful it must be, not to be able to really feel it when they touch. Not just anyone's touch, but specifically this person who he cares for in that way.
I sigh a little as I pull away, and shift my hands around so I can brush one through his hair.
"No more balloons. Okay?"