Your character is suddenly compelled to announce exactly why their life sucks. Other characters respond with sympathy, shock, pointing and laughing, whatever works.
Shinjiro's not the only one left off kilter from the sound of her voice. She's embracing them-- and also making the two of them hug it out, it seems.
A shuddering breath leaves him, and his body-- relaxes, the tension dissolving from her presences.
One of his arms moves to probably snake around her and return the hug as well. Fine, he'll hug dead-man-walking-senpai, but you get one too.
"... I just... don't wanna lose anyone else." his voice is soft-- he was never good at shutting up once he started, "I know it's... gonna happen, life happens, but... not like that."
She mumbles something incoherent in response to Shinjiro. Yes, it's me. Shhh, it's okay. She pulls them both in tighter to her shoulders, feeling a bit awkward because she is by far the shortest member of this group hug. Oh well.
A shuddering breath to try to hold back the tears, and she shakes her head against them. "Not like this." She agrees. She isn't going to tell Junpei he's wrong, about his assessment of Shinjiro's problems... but this isn't the way to face them. This isn't the intervention he needs.
"Senpai, on graduation day you said you would still be my senpai, no matter how old we get. Junpei counts too, okay?" No buts.
"... I'm sorry." not... so much for what he said-- that was true, thoughts he just held back because, what did he know, right? He's just Junpei, Ace Defective. He isn't smart, like the rest of the team. But how he said it was pretty shitty, even he had to admit.
"...Just... we wanna help. If you'd just... let us."
She gives them one last squeeze, before gently letting up, setting them free from the forcible hug and so they can see her face.
"I love you both, you big dummies." She wipes a tear from her cheek, but her eyes are clear again. "Junpei's heart was in the right place, even if he let it get away from him." She softens even more, adjusting Shinjiro's coat, fussing.
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A shuddering breath leaves him, and his body-- relaxes, the tension dissolving from her presences.
One of his arms moves to probably snake around her and return the hug as well. Fine, he'll hug dead-man-walking-senpai, but you get one too.
"... I just... don't wanna lose anyone else." his voice is soft-- he was never good at shutting up once he started, "I know it's... gonna happen, life happens, but... not like that."
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A shuddering breath to try to hold back the tears, and she shakes her head against them. "Not like this." She agrees. She isn't going to tell Junpei he's wrong, about his assessment of Shinjiro's problems... but this isn't the way to face them. This isn't the intervention he needs.
"Senpai, on graduation day you said you would still be my senpai, no matter how old we get. Junpei counts too, okay?" No buts.
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Damn it, there's something in his eye.
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"...Just... we wanna help. If you'd just... let us."
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"I love you both, you big dummies." She wipes a tear from her cheek, but her eyes are clear again. "Junpei's heart was in the right place, even if he let it get away from him." She softens even more, adjusting Shinjiro's coat, fussing.
"We worry about you."