[Sakamoto begins to dry the tears immediately with his warm fingers, something that Zura should get quite used to as he will do it every time the other man cries. He then kisses both cheeks, each slowly and softly, smiling even though it hurts to see his other friend so whittled down.
The space traveler doesn't understand why he's so happy, but when he feels this good, why bother asking questions?
He doesn't even crave reciprocity, most likely because it's not something he's ever had. While he's been loved and given love, it is hard to say whether or not any other living being returns the kind of affection he harbors for them in his heart. There is something wonderful about about finding good in almost everyone you meet, but there is a price to pay for this kind of joy too.
Sakamoto hardly ever thinks about it, but there was a chance that nobody would ever care for him the same way he does for them- Until now.]
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The space traveler doesn't understand why he's so happy, but when he feels this good, why bother asking questions?
He doesn't even crave reciprocity, most likely because it's not something he's ever had. While he's been loved and given love, it is hard to say whether or not any other living being returns the kind of affection he harbors for them in his heart. There is something wonderful about about finding good in almost everyone you meet, but there is a price to pay for this kind of joy too.
Sakamoto hardly ever thinks about it, but there was a chance that nobody would ever care for him the same way he does for them- Until now.]
I'll do my best...
To make it all worth your while.