[Yeah, there it is. That same tense pull of his body, in his shoulders, in his jaw. Aki watches each muscle pull ridgid in his little brother and waits for the answer, for something to come out within that tension. The drinks come, sit on the table. Cola and green tea. He stares across at him, still waiting.]
[...Does he think he's stupid?]
Denji.
[He doesn't reach for his drink, eyes still stuck on him, watching every twitch of his body. Every shift of his muscles. Where the tension focuses and how it moves through him, like an elastic band he can trace the ripple of through every nerve. And just as he opens his mouth to say something, something about how he knows it means something to him, something about how he has things that scare him, too...]
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[Yeah, there it is. That same tense pull of his body, in his shoulders, in his jaw. Aki watches each muscle pull ridgid in his little brother and waits for the answer, for something to come out within that tension. The drinks come, sit on the table. Cola and green tea. He stares across at him, still waiting.]
[...Does he think he's stupid?]
Denji.
[He doesn't reach for his drink, eyes still stuck on him, watching every twitch of his body. Every shift of his muscles. Where the tension focuses and how it moves through him, like an elastic band he can trace the ripple of through every nerve. And just as he opens his mouth to say something, something about how he knows it means something to him, something about how he has things that scare him, too...]