[ Now he can see that Sakamoto is complying, his voice is softer.. a more soothing tone. He fusses over the blankets, pulling them back further before bending over, hair falling over his face and shoulders, and hands curling around Sakamoto's ankle. He pulls one foot up, then the other, easing them into and under the duvet before pulling the comforter up to Tatsuma's chest. His hands work, jabbing lightly across Sakamoto's sides to tuck him in. It might tickle a little bit.
A thinking hum vibrates in his throat before he looks at Sakamoto, fingers brushing Tatsuma's stomach to even out the blanket. ]
She should be concerned for your well-being above anything else. [ He tucks some hair behind his ear, looking away from Sakamoto. ]
But there is no reason to feel ashamed of falling ill. We all know your heart and soul are still strong and healthy. [ Katsura faces him again, and this time his lips are curved upward slightly. ]
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A thinking hum vibrates in his throat before he looks at Sakamoto, fingers brushing Tatsuma's stomach to even out the blanket. ]
She should be concerned for your well-being above anything else.
[ He tucks some hair behind his ear, looking away from Sakamoto. ]
But there is no reason to feel ashamed of falling ill.
We all know your heart and soul are still strong and healthy.
[ Katsura faces him again, and this time his lips are curved upward slightly. ]