[ Soothing words and soft assurances float off his lips as one hand lifts to caress her cheek. They're so similar, he's come to learn. Experts in putting on a strong facade, more reliable than most, and always ready to carry the next person's burden at the drop of a hat.
It makes sense, then, that the weight on her shoulders is just as heavy as the one on his. All the more reason they need each other.
'What a fool I was to think I could shoulder it all alone.'
The exchange goes unheard once more, a private exchange between Kaito and his Shadow. This time, however, he has no doubts to mull over. No matter what demons torment the blonde, he will be there to fight them away.
Someone has to. It's the least she deserves.
And so, with that spark of determination steadily growing in his chest, Kaito shifts his chin to rest on her shoulder and parts his lips. A few seconds pass as the last dregs of doubt cling to his throat, but eventually...
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[ Soothing words and soft assurances float off his lips as one hand lifts to caress her cheek. They're so similar, he's come to learn. Experts in putting on a strong facade, more reliable than most, and always ready to carry the next person's burden at the drop of a hat.
It makes sense, then, that the weight on her shoulders is just as heavy as the one on his. All the more reason they need each other.
'What a fool I was to think I could shoulder it all alone.'
W̶h̴a̴t̷ ̶a̷ ̴f̸o̵o̸l̴ ̶y̴o̷u̸ ̴a̸r̷e̶ ̷t̶o̸ ̶t̴h̵i̷n̶k̴ ̵s̶h̸e̶'̴l̷l̵ ̵b̷e̴ ̴a̸b̴l̷e̴ ̵t̴o̶ ̴s̸u̸p̷p̴o̶r̸t̴ ̶y̷o̶u̵ ̴w̴h̶e̴n̸ ̴s̴h̸e̶'̵s̸ ̷s̴u̷c̸h̸ ̵a̴ ̸b̵r̴o̶k̵e̷n̴ ̸m̴e̵s̴s̷.̷
'Then I, the fool, will carry it all—and when I can't take it anymore, she'll be there to catch me and take over.'
.̷.̸.̵W̶e̶'̵l̸l̷ ̴s̵e̴e̴ ̸w̵h̵o̷ ̶c̴a̵t̸c̷h̶e̷s̸ ̷y̸o̶u̶.̸
The exchange goes unheard once more, a private exchange between Kaito and his Shadow. This time, however, he has no doubts to mull over. No matter what demons torment the blonde, he will be there to fight them away.
Someone has to. It's the least she deserves.
And so, with that spark of determination steadily growing in his chest, Kaito shifts his chin to rest on her shoulder and parts his lips. A few seconds pass as the last dregs of doubt cling to his throat, but eventually...
He starts to sing. Alone, unaccompanied by the music he's long since committed to memory, he sings.
Don't think any less of him if he stumbles over the words. ]