[ it’s a good idea, honestly, but choso isn’t thinking about things like logic or reason when he reaches out to grab yuji around the ribs and pull him in close with a very moist splat.
choso’s hold is strong when he fits his chin between yuji’s shoulder and neck, all but crushing the boy in this soggiest of embraces. ]
It’s okay! [ he isn’t referring to the water or the clothes or whatever; each word is a burst, a rush of reassurance for the both of them. ]
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choso’s hold is strong when he fits his chin between yuji’s shoulder and neck, all but crushing the boy in this soggiest of embraces. ]
It’s okay! [ he isn’t referring to the water or the clothes or whatever; each word is a burst, a rush of reassurance for the both of them. ]
You did it, Yuji. It’s okay. We’re okay!